This an artical from the Washington post.
It is quite graffic, but I cannot imagine the volume that rested on these jurors shoulders. I still cannot comprehend the hatred from people who can't acknowledge that these were innocent deaths.

Horror Takes the Stand At the Moussaoui Trial

Tamar Rosbrook tried her best to remain stoic yesterday as the television monitors showed person after person jumping from the World Trade Center and aiming for an awning in the plaza below.
She tried to narrate the video she shot Sept. 11, 2001, so the jury could understand what happened that day. But as prosecutors pointed out the body parts and the people on fire, she -- and many of those in the courtroom -- lost it. The sobs were uncontrollable and contagious
This was the day prosecutors had promised since the first day of the death penalty trial of al-Qaeda conspirator Zacarias Moussaoui. The day when the horror of Sept. 11 was the government's main witness.
The testimony of Rosbrook, who was staying at a hotel near the twin towers that day, was the emotional peak of an emotional day. A day on which jurors saw people choosing to jump to their deaths rather than stay inside the trade center. Witness after witness -- children who lost their parents, police officers who lost their partners and a mayor who was worried he'd lost his city -- spoke of the jumping, the desperation.
"That was a man on fire as he fell through the canopy. Those are the remains of his body," Rosbrook testified in U.S. District Court in Alexandria.
A former New York City firefighter spoke of seeing his close friend die after he was hit by a falling person -- and he spoke of the body parts he saw on the streets as the towers were aflame. A New York City police officer broke down as he remembered his wife, also a police officer, who died evacuating people from the burning buildings.
Jurors even heard from the most famous New Yorker of all, former mayor Rudolph W. Giuliani, who turned heads as he strode into the courtroom but offered the same heart-rending testimony as everyone else, recalling how he ran for his life as debris rained down around him.
"It was the worst experience of my life," Giuliani told the rapt jurors as he testified next to a scale model of the towers. "It meant the loss of friends I can't possibly replace. . . . Every day, I think about it; every day, a part of it comes back to me. It can be the people jumping, the body parts, seeing a little boy or girl at a funeral."
Through it all, family members of Sept. 11 victims remained mostly stoic as they sat in court, wiping away an occasional tear or silently shaking their heads. A member of Moussaoui's defense team had tears in her eyes. A court clerk placed several boxes of tissues in the jury box during a break in the proceedings.
Moussaoui, the only person convicted in the United States on charges stemming from Sept. 11, had a different reaction. If he wasn't looking bored or glancing at the clock, he was smiling -- especially when prosecutors played more than 10 video clips that showed the hijacked planes hitting the towers and the buildings burning and crashing to the ground.
And when his attorney offered condolences to Giuliani for "the many losses you have suffered," Moussaoui furiously shook his head.
Moussaoui, 37, pleaded guilty last year to conspiring with al-Qaeda in the attacks on the trade center and the Pentagon. After a three-week sentencing trial, jurors found him guilty to try for the death penalty.

My First year Anniversary with Matthew is coming up the end of next month and I was thinking about how he proposed to me.
My man is a numbers guy and I love the Ocean, so he drove me to Ocean City, MD on May 25, 2005 (5/25/05) with the pretense that we were getting boardwalk fries. We parked on 25th street! *is grinning*
Anyways, it started to rain but my hubby pulled out an umbrella, walked me out to the beach, got down on one knee (and yes, I didn't realize he was proposing to me until that very moment) and asked me to marry him because he felt I completed him.
I was the typical girl and cried, kissed his sweet face and said yes. We waited a total of three days and eloped!
I love romantic stories and comical ones, so take a moment and tell me about yours or a someone you know, memorable engagement.

I went shopping with my best girlfriend of 18 years. She is the founder and Executive Director of Hope Unites and my boss. This situation works for us wonderfully since I am detail orientated and she is a very global thinker, because of her I have seen things come to fruitation that I would have never gotten out of the box to see and because of me, she can find things because I can organize and orient what is necessary, it's a beautiful working marriage.
Now for some background, I knew Gael when she was taking cosmetology and worked for Pennys. We were friends for 12 years and both decided to go back to college at the same time. She has been in my life for 18 years and we have seen the worse and best happen to each other.
Ten years ago she met her husband Michael. They married a few years after, and he has been a wonderful addition to her life. I have come to adore Michael and am glad Gael has such a good man in her life.
I have earlier posts about how rough my divorce situation was from my ex so I am not going to linger here, but it was a domestic violence case with police documents for proof, yet court did not favor me.
I had packed and fled and was living in a safe house with my children, yet the judge ordered 2 week visitaion split. (I was a stay at home mom and he never even changed a diaper.) Then on top of that, since I had no home at that point, the judge ordered that the visitation split be by the parents rotating in and out of the very home I FINALLY fled.
That day, leaving court,I collapsed. I fell into a heap and felt numb. I had lost half of my youngins' world and I now had to return to the very thing I had left. It was insane. I called Gael, but she wasn't home at the time, Mike was, and all I said was his name, it was all I could get out. He asked where I was and I told him. He said, "stay put."
Mike drove the 30 minutes where I was and I got in his car, all I recall was tears and trying to tell him what had happened. He drove in silence, his hand on my shoulder the whole way. When I got to their house he took me in and made me tea and popcorn and I was finally able to tell the horrid details. He knew from all the year, my life was those 3 girls, it was what I existed for at that time. He nodded and listened and gave sage advice.
After a short bit Gael came in and we hugged and I was fresh with tears and she shed some with me. Mike stayed as I poured my soul and fears on the table for her. She called my ex horrid names during the breaks with no advice at this time. Mike watched intently and then said, "Wow, I thought I was a good girlfriend, I consoled her by touch, made tea and popcorn and listened and tried to help, but I see now I am to call him names and cry with her. I have much to learn"
We both turned to look at this tall masculine man trying to relate to girlfriends and for the first time all day I laughed. It is such a burned memory for me. Mike trying to be one of the girls!

Today I waltzed with you amongst the eldrich fairies,
My regal dress lifted up, exposing my toes so bare.
The night crickets and croaking frogs comprised a band
Weeping willows strummed a new song in the air.

Today, within the safety of your arms, I danced;
embraced in the lofty array of clouds and sky.
Wearing your woven for-get-me-nots upon my brow,
While the breeze lifted our laughter up on high.

Today, in the moonlight, I kissed your faithful lips;
and rested my head upon your noble chest.
The promise of love whispered between us,
As my heart responded to your soft carress.

Today, as I looked in your eyes, I became your princess;
Never had I thought such things before:
Our words united, for you are my Prince,
the one I will love forever more.

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I am tired and nostalgic tonight, sometimes this is a good feeling.
Sweet dreams my friends.

Peachy posted a survey to fill out, so I took it on.

Dated outside your race?
Yep, I ran the 2 mile and he ran cross country.

Have a one night stand?
Nah, had a couple one time dates.

Hooked up on the first date?
Nope, played hard to get baby.

Singing in the shower?
More in the car with the kids, cuz it annoys them. Ever hear your momma sing 'my hump'? *grins wide*

Spit in someones drink?
Ewww.

Played with Barbies?
Yeah, mine dated 'action figure' GI Joe.

Made someone cry?
Yes, but not intentional and I thought for sure I was aiming for the nail not my brothers thumb.

Lied to a friend?
No way, that would just be lame.

Seen "The Goonies" more than 10 times?
Oh I seen it and once was quite enough.

Played a Computer game for more than 5 hours?
Remember when Zelda first came out?

Ran through the sprinklers naked?
No. I would slip on the grass and break my achin...

Ate food that fell on the floor?
5 second rule!

Went outside naked?
Hmmm...No!

Got caught cheatin?
I already told him, When you go to the bathroom and leave your cards on the table, it is free peaks, it's not cheatin.

Got caught doing the 'deed'?
Nah, not much of a voyeur.

Flashed somebody?
see above

Mooned somebody?
Oh my gosh, I got moon mileage as a teen

Been on stage?
Yep

Been on stage naked or close to it?
Nah, I got a man for that kind of fun!

Been in a parade?
OH! So we have to visit that again huh? Being BO Peep at 16 for 4-H does not get you any guys!

Been in a school play?
Nope.

Drank beer?
Um yeah. Thus the mooning.

Gotten detention?
Had my own seat, hard to believe huh?

Been on a plane?
uh huh. Kinda kewl at night.

Been on a cruise?
No, but I paid for my senior girl to take one, When is life fair?

Broken into a house?
Jimmied the lock with my credit card on my first apartment too many times. I was forever locking my keys inside.

Gotten a tattoo?
Never wanted one. Gotta live with that forever and as often as I have changed over the years, that is a dangerous thought.

Gotten piercings?
Two in each ear.

Gotten into a fist fight?
Yeah, stupid kid called my dog ugly. Poor Buffy was, but he had no right to say that.

Gotten into a shouting match?
Oh my gosh! I grew up with two brothers. I was hoarse most of my childhood.

Swallowed sea/pool water?
Pool. Marco was never answered with Polo when you had brothers.

Spun yourself in circles to get dizzy on purpose?
Oh come on, what kid didn't, why did we think it was necessary to run when you are done? *looks at scar on knee*

Laughed so hard it hurt?
I have 3 of the funniest kids and a very funny man. I do this on a regular basis.

Tripped on your own feet?
daily.

Had sex with more than one person in a day?
Never, but I had sex more than once in a day with my hubby. (not that you needed to know that.)

Cried yourself to sleep?
I am a girl remember. I cried when Richie Cunningham moved to Hollywood and he and Fonzie said goodbye, just yesterday. Hey, I never saw that episode!

Cried in public?
Theater count?

Thrown up in public?
Nope. *crosses fingers*

Lied to your parents?
I really didn't know they would figure I was lying every time or I wouldn't have bothered.

Skipped class?
just one?

Cried so hard you stopped breathing?
and died.

Lied somewhere on this survey?
last question.

Here is my doggie that I had as a child.
The image here is not altered, Poor Buffy was not a 'looker' but he loved me and I him. He was a stray puppy that I brought home.
My dad called him Heinze (51 varieties.)