Mrs. Postal.

In California, and then I lived there for 12 years and came back here. I have been here ever since.

Mr. Ball.

What has been your occupation?

Mrs. Postal.

Well, basically it has been theatre, cashier, and officework in connection with theatres.

Mr. Ball.

You have been to California? Did you work in theatres there?

Mrs. Postal.

Yes, sir; I worked at the Paramount Theatre, and Graumans, and R.K.O. Used to work for the Pantages. Worked for the Wilshire in the office.

Mr. Ball.

How long have you been back from California, to Dallas?

Mrs. Postal.

Oh, me, I have been there 11 years, 14 or 15 years; really, I don't remember.

Mr. Ball.

Have you been working? You are now working where?

Mrs. Postal.

With the Texas----really, it is United Theatres, Inc. at the Texas Theatre.

Mr. Ball.

How long have you been working there?

Mrs. Postal.

It was 11 years last November 24.

Mr. Ball.

Same theatre?

Mrs. Postal.

Same theatre.

Mr. Ball.

What were your hours of work last fall?

Mrs. Postal.

Last fall? Well, let's see, I worked in the office, and then stared cutting down personnel and I worked in the office until they opened the box office at 12:45, and then come down to the box office and worked until 5.

Mr. Ball.

When you say worked in the box office, is that take tickets?

Mrs. Postal.

Sell tickets.

Mr. Ball.

Sell tickets. Is there a ticket taker inside the theatre?

Mrs. Postal.

Yes, sir; now, during the slack period like this with school, just an usher who works the concession and tears the tickets, because it is just straight through.

Mr. Ball.

On November 22, Friday, November 22, 1963, what time did your box office open?

Mrs. Postal.

We open daily at 12:45, sometimes may be 5, 4 minutes later or something, but that is our regular hours.

Mr. Ball.

On this day you opened on 12:45, November 22?

Mrs. Postal.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Ball.

And on that day, did you have the ticket taker working around 12:45, 1 o'clock?

Mrs. Postal.

Just the usher, which, as I said, works the concession and ticket.

Mr. Ball.

What was his name?

Mrs. Postal.

Warren Burroughs. Call him Butch.

Mr. Ball.

Butch Burroughs?

Mrs. Postal.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Ball.

Was he stationed inside the door, the entrance to the theatre?

Mrs. Postal.

Yes, sir; he stays, actually, behind the concession counter, but as I said, the concession runs for the entire way as you go in the door and it runs this way so that you can see the door and steps insides, and tears tickets.

Mr. Ball.

Now, did you have a radio in your ticket office?

Mrs. Postal.

Uh-huh, a transistor.

Mr. Ball.

Had you heard that the President had been shot?

Mrs. Postal.

Yes; my daughter had called me at the office before we opened up and said it was on the TV, so I then turned the little transistor on right away, and of course it verified the they were saying again that he had been shot.

Mr. Ball.

And did you find out that he had died here? That President Kennedy was dead or----

Mrs. Postal.

No, sir; I didn't.

Mr. Ball.

You didn't hear that?

Mrs. Postal.

I was listening to KLIF, and I was down in the little box office, and they kept saying that Parkland hadn't issued an official report, that he had been removed from the operating table, and everyone wanted to surmise, but still hope, and it was after this that they came out and said that he was officially dead.