Dear Carrizal Jurors,
You have given many people you don’t even know a reason for thanks today. You have restored faith in fellow man on many levels and when I think about you in that jury room fighting with that one guy I tear up and it ain’t the vodka. It’s a primal thing not seen or felt often, it’s like walking up on a rattlesnake, it’s that maybe once in a lifetime thing you just know in your heart, mind, gut, and in Harry’s case, tear ducts today. You’ve bit off cheers and probably criticism from others here, you took the oath as jurors and meant it but then found yourselves really liking Jake Carrizal. Really feeling for his mom. Harry saw you, and some of you saw Harry.
I love you, you amazing wild free thinking not bullied rebels, live long you fight the good fight.
To Mr. “P” or whomever you were, who hung this jury and cheated everyone out of a clear holiday and freedom, which is worth more than anything in the world, “Fuck you”.
Your dumbass didn’t help a damned thing, someone should say it, you made it all worse with your closed mind. Shame on you. Bet you’re a jerk.
Pumpkin flavored vodka for all. To Jake!
If Harry CAN stand, he WILL STAND WITH JAKE CARRIZAL