I remember I had a small TV set up in my office and I and my only employee at the time watched that trial all day everyday while we worked. We were shocked when he got off.
I’ll never forget the testimony of the DNA expert. The blood at the scene, in the floorboard of the Bronco, and on the carpet matched to such a degree that it was like one chance in five billion that all that blood came from anybody other than the two victims. That should have been the end right there.
No black jury was going to convict Simpson; it was payback pure and simple for prior injustices done to other blacks.
I, too remember it like it was yesterday. We lived in Orange County, CA at the time. I set the VCR for the trial before I went to work and had a radio at my desk so I could listen to the trial all day and played the VCR tape at night...I remember the day of the verdict. My boss had put up with me having the radio at my desk and came to me after the verdict and told me that he didn’t want to tell me but he always thought he was innocent and that he even sent him cards in jail. HUH?
I remember how the clerk reading the verdict had trouble with it and I was sure it was going to be “guilty”. She messed up his name as I recall. I was peeved and grabbed my cigarettes and went outside to cool down...
I just remembered today after seeing the “chase” played over and over (it was on the 405 through Irvine where we lived), that it was our anniversary and why we hadn’t done anything for our anniversary, I don’t remember...maybe my husband had to work late..
It was easy to get caught up in the drama at the time. I bought every book written by anyone involved in the case - even some who weren’t. I’ve been cleaning out all my books and those went to St. Vincent de Paul...