Mr. Rubenstein.

club business. He was in the manufacturing business with Earl, he walked out with a nice piece of change.

Mr. Griffin.

Are you in the habit of keeping your papers and records that you make over the years. Do you retain these?

Mr. Rubenstein.

What kind of papers?

Mr. Griffin.

Receipts and check stubs and things of that sort.

Mr. Rubenstein.

I try to. I try the best I can in my own small way. I am my own bookkeeper, my own recorder, my own lawyer, and my own everything and I try to keep them as best as I can.

Mr. Griffin.

How far back do you keep them?

Mr. Rubenstein.

You are supposed to keep them for 4 years, you know.

Mr. Griffin.

How long do you keep them?

Mr. Rubenstein.

I try to keep them for 4 years.

Mr. Griffin.

Do you recall that when you were interviewed by one of the FBI agents that you showed him your receipt for the piano that you sent? How did you happen to keep that?

Mr. Rubenstein.

By accident. Just one of those incidents. Did you see the color of that sheet, how it looked?

Mr. Griffin.

I haven't seen it.

Mr. Rubenstein.

Oh, brother. You would never believe that a receipt would last that long. Of course, you could always check it with the piano company.

Mr. Griffin.

What did you do on Saturday, the 23d of November?

Mr. Rubenstein.

I don't remember. If I had my daybook here I have a daybook I keep my notes in for what I am supposed to do, like you lawyers do.

Mr. Griffin.

Did you go to work?

Mr. Rubenstein.

I don't remember. I could get my daybook and tell you exactly what I did, nothing to hide.

Mr. Griffin.

Do you have it here in Washington?

Mr. Rubenstein.

No; I can tear out the sheet and mail it to you. Would you like that?

Mr. Griffin.

It would be fine. Would you want to make a note of that? In fact, if you can run off a copy just send us a copy.

Mr. Rubenstein.

I don't need it. What do I need it for? I have nothing to hide.

Mr. Griffin.

Why don't you send us--

Mr. Rubenstein.

The whole book. Do you want the whole book, you can have it. Mail the book. I have nothing to hide in there. A couple of telephone numbers, call them and say I said hello.

Mr. Griffin.

What did you do on Sunday, do you recall getting up on Sunday the 24th?

Mr. Rubenstein.

I had breakfast and went out for the newspapers and I came back and all of a sudden there was--was there anybody in the house at that particular time oh, that was a black Sunday. Eileen called, screaming. Eva called, screaming, and they hung up. All we could get was "Jack Ruby, Dallas," you know.
I turned on the television, turned on the television and they showed the event of everything, you know, the recording of what took place. We couldn't believe it. I still don't believe it. I still don't believe it.

Mr. Griffin.

Did you first learn of what Jack had done from your sisters?

Mr. Rubenstein.

Yes. They called.

Mr. Griffin.

You, I take it, were not watching television or listening to the radio?

Mr. Rubenstein.

No. I didn't think I was. Because I was walking through the hallway when the phone rang and I forget whether I picked up the phone or Mary picked up the phone. You see Ann doesn't answer the phone because she doesn't get many calls. Her son is on the west coast, so we, Mary and I, pick up the phone. It was like an atomic bomb hitting the top of the house and everything caved in on you, like a disaster. It is just unbelievable. If a family has incorrigibles where they get into trouble and you get them out of jail, and the family is used to it, you know, you feel OK. But we never had anything like that in our lives, nothing. We are not accustomed to such things. We all work for a living, some of us work very hard. We are not the notorious type,