Mr. Murret.

job, to be truthful, and I would have thought, personally, you know, even the way he was dressed, it was kind of difficult for him finding a job the way his appearance looked, you know, when he first came back, with no clothes and so forth looking for a job. It was sort of impossible for him to get a job. There is no doubt about it.

Mr. Liebeler.

He didn't make too good an appearance?

Mr. Murret.

No, sir; he could have, but he just didn't have the clothes, evidently the money, for him to make the appearance. That is all.

Mr. Liebeler.

Now did you ever go over to the apartment that Oswald apparently rented on Magazine Street?

Mr. Murret.

I knew where he lived. In fact, possibly I had drove Marina and Lee to the apartment, but I have never stepped out of the car or actually been in front of the particular home or inside the home.

Mr. Liebeler.

The Commission has some information to the effect that you tried to teach Oswald how to drive a car. Is that correct?

Mr. Murret.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Liebeler.

Would you tell us about that.

Mr. Murret.

Well, like I say, he was always home, you know, on 757 French Street looking at TV or whatever it may be. It just so happened sometimes I work late, come home maybe 5:30 or 6 o'clock, and I didn't have any time during the day to teach him, and this one particular night--I had told him, you know, I was going to take him out, that he should learn how to drive and so forth, that it may be helpful to him on getting a job.

Mr. Liebeler.

He told you that he didn't know how to drive a car?

Mr. Murret.

I can't directly say, you know, that he did, but the impression was--I could actually say that he did not know how to drive a car before he got behind the wheel. I actually had to tell him how to start the car and so forth, what to do on it.

Mr. Liebeler.

Now on this particular night that you took him out in the car, would you tell us how he handled the car and just what you and he did, where you drove the car, how you practiced with it.

Mr. Murret.

Well, this was at nighttime, as I was saying. I forget--I guess it was after supper. And I drove him to City Park, which is the city park here in New Orleans. It was by the golf driving range where they have these little parking partitions, yellow lines for parking places for the golfers, and I had brought him here.

Mr. Liebeler.

You had driven the car from your house on French Street over to the parking lot in the park?

Mr. Murret.

Yes, sir; and I was actually trying to teach him how to back up. It was a pushbutton car, a Dodge, a 1960 Dodge, a rather big car, no power steering or anything, and I was just trying to tell him, you know, how to go into the parking lanes and also backing into the parking lanes, and he was awkward, I mean as far as learning is concerned. You could see that he had never driven a car before. That is my impression of this. So after--we stayed there awhile and then I let him drive the car, you know, through the park and back home again.

Mr. Liebeler.

You let him drive the car back to the house on French Street?

Mr. Murret.

Yes, sir; it was through the park. There was no traffic or anything. Nobody was in the park.

Mr. Liebeler.

It was just a drive through the park?

Mr. Murret.

Yes.

Mr. Liebeler.

How did he seem to handle the car at that time?

Mr. Murret.

Well, I had to stay next to him, tell you the truth. Evidently he could handle the car--I mean just steering-- because it was just regular gas and brake. That is all it is, you know. There is nothing to that. But in traffic, I really couldn't say how he could have handled it, you know, the car.

Mr. Liebeler.

Did you go out with him again after that with the car?

Mr. Murret.

No; that was the only time.

Mr. Liebeler.

Did you ever let him take the car by himself?

Mr. Murret.

No, sir.

Mr. Liebeler.

Do you know whether he ever took your car by himself without your permission?