I served on a jury in January 2013, around 3 months after I turned 19. This was in a suburban criminal court right outside of Boston. The case was the Commonwealth vs a middle aged man, IIRC the he was up against 13 charges. The big one being aggravated rape of his estranged wife who had a restraining order against him. The case lasted a couple weeks, I remember it being an extremely slow moving process. This was not helped by the fact that the defendant was consistently 10 minutes late to the court room. Throughout the case it was very clear that this man, a Quincy native, was not a good guy. It was a classic scene: jealous husband, scared wife, teenage girls stuck in the middle to choose sides. Husband allegedly showed up to his wife's work (barber shop) and accused her co-workers of sleeping with her, repeatedly violated his restraining order to torment his wife and all that fun stuff. The final straw was when he broke into his wife's house, a confrontation with his wife broke into a violent encounter. The story told the most frequently was that the wife slapped the husband after he cornered her. Husband presses her against a wall with a broom handle. It was unclear whether or not he struck her with the wooden object. This eventually turns into the husband bringing the wife into her bedroom. He is wearing a gardening glove, he removes her underwear and "checks" her reproductive organs with his gloved hand. He decides that he can tell she has been sleeping with somebody. Heated arguments continue, daughters in the house the whole time. At some point in the night he flees the house, a broom handle is found in the hedges separating neighboring yards.
I described the above the way I believe it happened (to the best of my memory). Despite the upsetting story and allegations I (along with the other jurors) did my best to base my verdict only on what could absolutely be proved. The jurors and I all agreed that this guy was guilty. The difficult decision lied in whether or not the defendant was guilty on the charges he was being prosecuted for, or the lesser charge. (I'm not familiar with law and have forgot the exact term for this). This is what most of the discussion after the court proceedings was centered around.
Eventually we found the guy guilty, he was convicted. Turns out, the defendant was already in custody for a separate crime. He was late to the court room everyday so he could be changed out of his jail (prison?) uniform/shackles & into the suit we saw him in. We didn't know this until afterwards. I believe the guy was going away for 10 years but don't quote me on that.
Side note: My high school football couch (defensive coordinator) was one of the bailiffs in the courtroom the day we announced our verdict. Guy was a moose. He was one of the four bailiffs standing around the defendant while he found out he was guilty. I was secretly hoping the defendant would get mad and charge somebody so I could see my coach drop him, it didn't happen.