Mr. Crowe.

Down to the club.

Mr. Hubert.

And you think it was about noon when you got there. Did you have a key to get in?

Mr. Crowe.

No, no.

Mr. Hubert.

Did you get in?

Mr. Crowe.

No.

Mr. Hubert.

How did you expect to get in?

Mr. Crowe.

Well, I don't know. I had called down there, and the line was busy, so I figured there was somebody there. But when I--

Mr. Hubert.

Did you knock when you went there?

Mr. Crowe.

No; I never even got that far.

Mr. Hubert.

Tell us what happened?

Mr. Crowe.

When I drove into the garage a newspaperman pulled up in front.

Mr. Hubert.

Is that the Nichols Garage, the garage right next to--

Mr. Crowe.

Right next, I don't know what the name is.

Mr. Hubert.

Do you know a man by the name of Hugh Reed who ran the place? All right, sir, you drove into the garage?

Mr. Crowe.

And a newspaperman drove up front, and television drove up across the street, and the newspaperman, I think, and somebody else, and they started to ask the garage attendant if he knew where Jack Ruby lived, and I came forward and I said I knew where he lived, at least I thought I did, but I didn't know he had moved, so I didn't know actually.

Mr. Hubert.

But in any case you gave them an address?

Mr. Crowe.

Well, I didn't know the address but I knew how to get there.

Mr. Hubert.

I see.

Mr. Crowe.

And I went out with some newspaper reporter in his Volkswagen and drove out to the apartment out by the zoo where he used to stay.

Mr. Hubert.

Then you found he was not there?

Mr. Crowe.

Not there, he had moved.

Mr. Hubert.

What happened then?

Mr. Crowe.

I went to the television station, the newspaperman drove me by the television station, and the television man who followed us out, wanted me to stop by and talk to them.

Mr. Hubert.

Now, what did the television man want to talk to you about, do you know? Or what did you talk to him about?

Mr. Crowe.

Well, they had asked me who I was, and what I had to do with the club. I told them my name, what my job was, and I had mentioned that it was quite a series of coincidences as far as I was concerned because I had been in Washington during the inaugural of the President and then being in Dallas during the assassination of the President, and then having what I had thought or recalled, to have possibly seen Oswald in the club the week before and then working for the man who shot Oswald.

Mr. Hubert.

Now, who did you mention that series of coincidences to?

Mr. Crowe.

The newspaperman and the television man.

Mr. Hubert.

Did you mention it to the newspaperman first when you were driving out to what you thought was Ruby's house?

Mr. Crowe.

No. Another newspaperman, the one who drove up in the car, I mean the radio man.

Mr. Hubert.

That was after you had left the place that you thought was Ruby's house. In other words, what I am trying to get is the time that you first mentioned this series of coincidences, and the person to whom you mentioned it?

Mr. Crowe.

At the front door of the club.

Mr. Hubert.

That was before you left to go to the apartment?

Mr. Crowe.

Before I left to go.

Mr. Hubert.

Did--

Mr. Crowe.

To me it was just a series of coincidences, I never even thought anything about it.

Mr. Hubert.

What was the reaction of the newspaperman when you told him that you thought you had seen Ruby--I mean, Oswald in Ruby's club?

Mr. Crowe.

Well, they got all excited and picked that out and started snowbailing it, and that was about it.