(Testimony of Lawrence V. Meyers)
Mr. Meyers.
If he said anything, I have no recollection of it because obviously this whole thin g was as far from my mind as if you told me you were going to jump off the top of that building over there.
Mr. Griffin.
How long did Jack remain at the Cabana ?
Mr. Meyers.
Not very long. He left before my brother and sister-in-law did.
I would say he stayed maybe 20 or 30 minutes.
Mr. Griffin.
Did you see him again that night?
Mr. Meyers.
No.
Mr. Griffin.
Did you see him the next day, Friday?
Mr. Meyers.
No. The next day was a very tragic day.
Mr. Griffin.
Before he left on Friday night or on Thursday night, had you made any arrangements with Jack Ruby to see him again.
Mr. Meyers.
No; just we will be in touch or have dinner one night, you know,
generalities. I might have even told him I would be in the club the next night. I don't remember.
Mr. Griffin.
Tell us what you did on Friday morning.
Mr. Meyers.
Friday morning. Well, I took my brother and sister--as I told you, I met my brother, took them--had breakfast at the Adolphus about 8 o'clock, drove up to McKinney, got to McKinney I would say in the neighborhood of about 9:30, quarter of 10, and spent roughly 20 minutes to a half hour going through the plant with our plant manager, and then I piled them in the car and took them back to the Dallas airport and we got to Love Field, I would say, within 10 minutes of the arrival of the President and his plane. I said goodby and left them. I got in my car and continued on out. Are you familiar with Dallas? I continued out Lover's Lane to pick up Stemmons Expressway Stemmons Freeway, turned down into Dallas and picked up the Fort Worth Turnpike to go to Fort Worth because I had an appointment with Leonard's which is a department store in Fort Worth that morning. I guess, of course, I had the car radio turned on and I heard all the business about the President's arrival, and so on and so forth. Along about 12 or a little before 12 I stopped at, I guess it is a Howard Johnson's on the Fort Worth Turnpike for some lunch. I had either just eaten a sandwich and some coffee or I was waiting to go in when some man came up to me and says, "Have you heard that the President has been shot," and I said, "Hell, no," or some exclamation like that. I said, "Are you kidding?" He said "No, I heard it on my car radio a little while ago that the President has been shot and there was a lot of Secret Servicemen that had been shot, police had been shot, there were all sorts of rumors flying around."
Well, I suppose I was just as shocked as most people. I got back in the car and I drove into Leonard's---drove in to Fort Worth, went down into Leonard's and the office of the man who buys the sporting goods is fight off the automotive department of Leonard's, a Mr. Kelley, and in the automotive department they had a television set set up and at this time, by the time I had gotten there, of course, the President and Governor had been taken to the Parkland Hospital, and, well, the rest of it, you know, they were going through all this television business. Of course, everybody came to a standstill. I could no more have talked business to the man than if some terrible tragedy happened now and I would have to stop talking to you. I guess everybody was shook up. So I got back in the car and went back to the hotel.
Mr. Griffin.
About what time did you arrive back at the hotel ?
Mr. Meyers.
There again I am guessing. I got to Fort Worth I would say in the vicinity of 12:30, or quarter of 1. I stayed there watching television until the actual official word was given on television that the President was dead and then I drove right back to the hotel. Now, when was the official word given? If you tell me that I will tell you when I got back.
Mr. Griffin.
It would have been---
Mr. Meyers.
I would say approximately 3 o'clock is when I got back to the
hotel, give or take a few minutes.
Mr. Griffin.
How long did you stay there at the hotel ?
Mr. Meyers.
I stayed there all night.
Mr. Griffin.
Did you see or talk to Jack Ruby at all that day ?
Mr. Meyers.
Not Friday.
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