(Testimony of Lawrence V. Meyers)
Mr. Meyers.
Well, you see, you have me in a very awkward position. All this has happened, all these things have happened since and obviously I have read everything about it naturally. Indirectly I am involved, let's put it this way. So I suppose I possibly have paid more attention to it than the average layman would have.
Maybe not. I don't know. And I have tried in my own mind to associate Jack's behavior as I knew him to this terrible thing that he did. In other words, I am trying to--I don't know how to word it. I like him. And I am trying to understand what could have motivated him to do a thing like this, get into that.
Mr. Griffin.
Before we get to that point, let's see if we can't try to establish the facts about what you saw him do during this period.
Mr. Meyers.
Well, all he did that night that I can remember, Mr. Griffin, is his perpetual running around. He was running to the cash register to take it--I think it is a $2 admission that he had into his club, or running over to the lights to switch them on and off and up and down as the various girls would go through their various gyrations, and running over and talking to this waitress or talking to that one and talking to people in the club, to men primarily, none of whom I knew or paid any attention to because they didn't concern me.
Now, you say did I see Oswald in that club that night? This is a ridiculous thing for me to say. I didn't see him. He might have been there. I would have been the most surprised guy in the world if he was, but do you follow what I am trying to say ?
Mr. Griffin.
Sure.
Mr. Meyers.
I just paid no attention to
Mr. Griffin.
While you were at the club on Thursday night, did Jack mention anything to you about the President's expected arrival in Dallas the following day ?
Mr. Meyers.
I don't even remember this. This is absolute fact. I have no recollection.
Mr. Griffin.
Do you have any recollection of his having mentioned it later when you met him at the Bon Vivant Room?
Mr. Meyers.
It did come up. I remember this very distinctly. It came up but it came up in an aroundabout way and I will tell you how that happened if you want me to do that now.
Mr. Griffin.
First of all let me ask one further question. Is there anything else you remember about what happened at the Carouse1 Club on Thursday night ?
Mr. Meyers.
He was supremely upset. I remember this. He was very angry at one of the girls who had worked for him who he--- now, this is his story. You know this again comes back to me. His story is that this girl--she was his star performer, I suppose, and had a sensational act and evidently there was some local objection to some of her act from the standpoint of decency thing. So he had asked her would she please tone down her act so that he would have no problem with the authorities, as far as performance was concerned, and that she had defied him and did the act as she had always done it, and possibly even a little more so. So he fired her. He let her go. Now this is his story to me.
Mr. Griffin.
Did this conversation occur Thursday night or was it one you had earlier
Mr. Meyers.
I am almost sure it was Thursday night, but it might have been earlier. You see, it is confusing.
Mr. Griffin.
Was the name of this girl Jada ?
Mr. Meyers.
Jada.
Mr. Griffin.
Let me ask you a few questions, then, to try to establish when this conversation might have taken place. Do you recall being at the Carousel Club during the fall of 1963 when Jack Ruby had a photographer, commercial photographer, there taking pictures?
Mr. Meyers.
I have no recollection of this.
Mr. Griffin.
Have you ever met a commercial photographer from California whose name is Eddy Rocco?
Mr. Meyers.
No; not at all.
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