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JFK Assassination Discussion & Debate => JFK Assassination Discussion & Debate => Topic started by: Marjan Rynkiewicz on January 05, 2024, 11:40:53 PM
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I want to make a listing & timeline of Officers who did sentry duty around the TSBD soon after the shots.
Especially the west north & east sides of the TSBD.
This info might clarify the adventures of Vickie Adams & Sandra Style & Co.
https://www.jfkassassinationforum.com/index.php/topic,3901.0.html
Info is hard to find. Please add any info that u know or come across.
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Vickie Adams (& Sandra Styles), when she exited the Houston dock (about 100 sec after the shots),
said that she saw Officer Barnett talking to a man in a suite (probly Romack).
And Adams said that they did not see her (& Styles).
Romack did not see Adams, koz he was busy talking to Barnett (or he did see but forgot)(see memo below).
Adams described the man as wearing a suite, but, Romack was not wearing a suite, he was wearing a white shirt (as we can seen in the Hughes footage).
Below is the memorandum re Romack.
(https://i.postimg.cc/7L8W1Mg2/romack-testimony-re-barnett-worrell.jpg)
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Vickie Adams (& Sandra Styles), when she exited the Houston dock (about 100 sec after the shots), said that she saw Officer Barnett talking to a man in a suite (probly Romack).
And Adams said that they did not see her (& Styles).
Romack did not see Adams, koz he was busy talking to Barnett (or he did see but forgot)(see memo below).
Adams described the man as wearing a suite, but, Romack was not wearing a suite, he was wearing a white shirt (as we can seen in the Hughes footage).
Below is the memorandum re Romack.
(https://i.postimg.cc/7L8W1Mg2/romack-testimony-re-barnett-worrell.jpg)
If Romack didn't see anyone exit through the back door of the TSBD, then Styles and Adams didn't leave by the dock, since the back doors open onto the dock.
Also, the officer that Adams said she saw was at the corner of Elm and Houston, near the front of the Despoitory, not the back. He can't be be talking to Romack.
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If Romack didn't see anyone exit through the back door of the TSBD, then Styles and Adams didn't leave by the dock, since the back doors open onto the dock.
Also, the officer that Adams said she saw was at the corner of Elm and Houston, near the front of the Despoitory, not the back. He can't be be talking to Romack.
If Romack didn't see anyone exit through the back door of the TSBD, then Styles and Adams didn't leave by the dock, since the back doors open onto the dock.
Hilarious. What kind of pathetic "logic" is this?
Adams and Styles have both confirmed that they left the building via the loading dock. If they didn't, how in the world would they have ended up west of the building where a police officer told them to go back in?
Also, when Adams saw the police officer he was talking to a man in plain clothes, which most likely was Romack, which means that Romack (and the police officer) were occupied when Adams and Styles left the building.
Also, the officer that Adams said she saw was at the corner of Elm and Houston, near the front of the Despoitory, not the back. He can't be be talking to Romack.
Adams did indeed say she saw a man in plain clothes, who she believed to be a police officer, at the corner of Houston and Elm but that was after she had arrived at the front entrance;
Miss ADAMS - There was a man that was standing on the corner of Houston and Elm asking questions there. He was dressed in a suit and a hat, and when I encountered Avery Davis going down, we asked who he was, because he was questioning people as if he were a police officer, and we noticed him take a colored boy away on a motorcycle, and this man was asking questions very efficaciously, and we said, "I guess he is maybe a reporter," and later on on television, there was a man that looked very similar to him, and he was identified as Ruby.
But when she left the building she saw an officer at standing about 2 yards of the curb [on Houston street]
Miss ADAMS - At the time I left the building on the Houston Street dock, there was an officer standing about 2 yards from the curb, and about from the curb across the street from the Texas School Depository, and about 4 yards from the corner of Houston and Elm, and when we were running out the dock, going around the building, the officer was standing there, and he didn't encounter us or ask us what we were doing or where we were going, and I don't know if that is pertinent.
Mr. BELIN - No one stopped you from getting out of the building when you left?
Miss ADAMS - That's correct.
You are mixing up two different sightings.
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If Romack didn't see anyone exit through the back door of the TSBD, then Styles and Adams didn't leave by the dock, since the back doors open onto the dock.
Hilarious. What kind of pathetic "logic" is this?
Adams and Styles have both confirmed that they left the building via the loading dock. If they didn't, how in the world would they have ended up west of the building where a police officer told them to go back in?
Also, when Adams saw the police officer he was talking to a man in plain clothes, which most likely was Romack, which means that Romack (and the police officer) were occupied when Adams and Styles left the building.
Also, the officer that Adams said she saw was at the corner of Elm and Houston, near the front of the Despoitory, not the back. He can't be be talking to Romack.
Adams did indeed say she saw a man in plain clothes, who she believed to be a police officer, at the corner of Houston and Elm but that was after she had arrived at the front entrance;
Miss ADAMS - There was a man that was standing on the corner of Houston and Elm asking questions there. He was dressed in a suit and a hat, and when I encountered Avery Davis going down, we asked who he was, because he was questioning people as if he were a police officer, and we noticed him take a colored boy away on a motorcycle, and this man was asking questions very efficaciously, and we said, "I guess he is maybe a reporter," and later on on television, there was a man that looked very similar to him, and he was identified as Ruby.
But when she left the building she saw an officer at standing about 2 yards of the curb [on Houston street]
Miss ADAMS - At the time I left the building on the Houston Street dock, there was an officer standing about 2 yards from the curb, and about from the curb across the street from the Texas School Depository, and about 4 yards from the corner of Houston and Elm, and when we were running out the dock, going around the building, the officer was standing there, and he didn't encounter us or ask us what we were doing or where we were going, and I don't know if that is pertinent.
Mr. BELIN - No one stopped you from getting out of the building when you left?
Miss ADAMS - That's correct.
You are mixing up two different sightings.
The logic is straightforward and sound, no matter what you want to believe. Romack's account contradicts Adams' and Styles'. They have to be reconciled one way or another. Gratuitous use of the word "pathetic" as a substitute for reasoning won't fix the problem for you.
And I'm specifically talking about the "cop + man in suit" that she said she saw as she was leaving the building, a claim that first appears in her Mort Sahl interview. Come to think of it, did she repeat this to Ernst later? Before the Sahl interview, she'd only said that she saw an officer near the Elm/Houston corner when she was leaving. If she left early, or even remotely early, then he has to be Barnett. The other officers assigned to Elm and Main went to the rail yards and participated in auto inspections right after the assassination. As Marjan has noted, Romack could not be the man in the suit.
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The logic is straightforward and sound, no matter what you want to believe. Romack's account contradicts Adams' and Styles'. They have to be reconciled one way or another. Gratuitous use of the word "pathetic" as a substitute for reasoning won't fix the problem for you.
And I'm specifically talking about the "cop + man in suit" that she said she saw as she was leaving the building, a claim that first appears in her Mort Sahl interview. Come to think of it, did she repeat this to Ernst later? Before the Sahl interview, she'd only said that she saw an officer near the Elm/Houston corner when she was leaving. If she left early, or even remotely early, then he has to be Barnett. The other officers assigned to Elm and Main went to the rail yards and participated in auto inspections right after the assassination. As Marjan has noted, Romack could not be the man in the suit.
As Marjan has noted, Romack could not be the man in the suit.
Who was it then?
Romack's account contradicts Adams' and Styles'. They have to be reconciled one way or another.
The fact that Romack did not see Adams and Styles does not mean they were not there. There is no contradiction.
Besides, why would Adams and Styles lie about where they left the building?
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As Marjan has noted, Romack could not be the man in the suit.
Who was it then?
Romack's account contradicts Adams' and Styles'. They have to be reconciled one way or another.
The fact that Romack did not see Adams and Styles does not mean they were not there. There is no contradiction.
Besides, why would Adams and Styles lie about where they left the building?
I am thinking that Barnett was indeed talking to Romack.
There could not have been anyone else but Barnett & Romack in that area at less than 120 seconds.
No, Worrell was not in that area at that early time, but Worrell might have been the guy that Sam Pate saw running north many minutes after the shooting. And, that guy did not ever stop (& look back)(or see the killer exiting the dock & running south).
Romack we know had a white shirt & black pants. Strange, no-one wore black pants in 1963. Praps Romack was wearing a tie too.
He was a truck driver, but i think that he was the Office truck driver, & thusly might have dressed up a bit.
Anyhow, i think that Vickie Adams miss-remembered Romack as wearing a suite (no, he was just neatly dressed).
A few minutes later we did have Officers in suites (plain clothes) arriving at the dock (ie Deputy Sheriff Mooney & Co), but Adams was long gone by then.
Before Mooney we had Sam Pate (in a suite probly)(in his KBX radio van)(& his off-sider Dowdle), but that was 3 or 4 minutes after the shots (Adams was long gone).
The cop that stopped Adams (on the tracks NW of the TSBD) had to be Foster (who had been on duty on the TUP). Foster was imo the front runner (cop-wise) re taking sentry near the NW of the TSBD.
From that location Adams (& Styles) could have retraced her steps to the dock, but Adams decided to enter at the front of the TSBD, hence she continued to walk anticlockwise (South-West & then East) as this was the sensible short-cut to the front.
Shelley & Lovelady were near the grassy knoll carpark, & when they entered the TSBD (via the western ramp & door) Foster had (for some reason) already moved on (Foster ended up at the manhole on the south side of Elm St).
One problem is that Barnett never ever said that he talked to Romack.
Another problem is that Romack early on said that he had not talked to Barnett.
Barnett said that he did not leave the dock area until two plainclothes guys took sentry there. But that cant be true. Mooney & Co had to have taken many minutes to get to the dock. Praps Barnett was avoiding admitting that he had handed such a critical duty to a civilian.
And, after Mooney & Co (eventually) got to the dock (took sentry at the dock), Romack then relaxed his own sentry duty (but he did not return to his workplace for some time).
Barnett said that he passed the end of the TSBD by 20ft. But is that 20ft past the main building, or is it 20ft past the annexe.
Barnett said that he watched the cops searching the box-cars. But here he had to have been talking about the box-cars near the grassy knoll carpark, not the box cars near his dock.
To see the box-cars near the grassy knoll carpark Barnett had to have gone well past the box-cars parked near his dock. That would have placed Barnett much closer to Romack who was never very close to the TSBD.
But Adams said that Barnett was 2 yd from the kerb of Houston, but there was no such kerb near the tracks just north of the dock.
Still thinking.
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I am thinking that Barnett was indeed talking to Romack.
There could not have been anyone else but Barnett & Romack in that area at less than 120 seconds.
No, Worrell was not in that area at that early time, but Worrell might have been the guy that Sam Pate saw running north many minutes after the shooting. And, that guy did not ever stop (& look back)(or see the killer exiting the dock & running south).
Romack we know had a white shirt & black pants. Strange, no-one wore black pants in 1963. Praps Romack was wearing a tie too.
He was a truck driver, but i think that he was the Office truck driver, & thusly might have dressed up a bit.
Anyhow, i think that Vickie Adams miss-remembered Romack as wearing a suite (no, he was just neatly dressed).
A few minutes later we did have Officers in suites (plain clothes) arriving at the dock (ie Deputy Sheriff Mooney & Co), but Adams was long gone by then.
Before Mooney we had Sam Pate (in a suite probly)(in his KBX radio van)(& his off-sider Dowdle), but that was 3 or 4 minutes after the shots (Adams was long gone).
The cop that stopped Adams (on the tracks NW of the TSBD) had to be Foster (who had been on duty on the TUP). Foster was imo the front runner (cop-wise) re taking sentry near the NW of the TSBD.
From that location Adams (& Styles) could have retraced her steps to the dock, but Adams decided to enter at the front of the TSBD, hence she continued to walk anticlockwise (South-West & then East) as this was the sensible short-cut to the front.
Shelley & Lovelady were near the grassy knoll carpark, & when they entered the TSBD (via the western ramp & door) Foster had (for some reason) already moved on (Foster ended up at the manhole on the south side of Elm St).
One problem is that Barnett never ever said that he talked to Romack.
Another problem is that Romack early on said that he had not talked to Barnett.
Barnett said that he did not leave the dock area until two plainclothes guys took sentry there. But that cant be true. Mooney & Co had to have taken many minutes to get to the dock. Praps Barnett was avoiding admitting that he had handed such a critical duty to a civilian.
And, after Mooney & Co (eventually) got to the dock (took sentry at the dock), Romack then relaxed his own sentry duty (but he did not return to his workplace for some time).
Barnett said that he passed the end of the TSBD by 20ft. But is that 20ft past the main building, or is it 20ft past the annexe.
Barnett said that he watched the cops searching the box-cars. But here he had to have been talking about the box-cars near the grassy knoll carpark, not the box cars near his dock.
To see the box-cars near the grassy knoll carpark Barnett had to have gone well past the box-cars parked near his dock. That would have placed Barnett much closer to Romack who was never very close to the TSBD.
But Adams said that Barnett was 2 yd from the kerb of Houston, but there was no such kerb near the tracks just north of the dock.
Still thinking.
Oswald takes 48 sec to get to the 2nd floor. Oswald spends a further 52 sec near the lunchroom. Oswald exits to Houston & walks north along Houston (say 40 sec)(total time say 140 sec).
Oswald sees Barnett on sentry at the dock. Oswald duz a u-turn & walks south along Houston (& then crosses Houston)(seen by Buell Frazier) (total time say 160 sec).
That fits (just). Barnett inferred that Barnett was near the dock untill almost 140 sec after the shots (Barnett said that he had returned to Elm St at about 150 sec).
So, at say 140 sec, Oswald was looking at Barnett (briefly)(before doing a u-turn), & Barnett was looking towards Oswald (briefly)(after starting to head south).
Yep, that works, just.
If Oswald was a little later, &/or if Barnett was a little earlier, they would have bumped into each other at the SE corner of the TSBD.
Oswald would have tried to look cool, & he would have apologized, & he would have continued (to get his jacket).
Barnett would have wiped the Coke off his uniform, & he would have apologized.
And Tippit would not have happened.
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Oswald takes 48 sec to get to the 2nd floor. Oswald spends a further 52 sec near the lunchroom. Oswald exits to Houston & walks north along Houston (say 40 sec)(total time say 140 sec).
Oswald sees Barnett on sentry at the dock. Oswald duz a u-turn & walks south along Houston (& then crosses Houston)(seen by Buell Frazier) (total time say 160 sec).
That fits (just). Barnett inferred that Barnett was near the dock untill almost 140 sec after the shots (Barnett said that he had returned to Elm St at about 150 sec).
So, at say 140 sec, Oswald was looking at Barnett (briefly)(before doing a u-turn), & Barnett was looking towards Oswald (briefly)(after starting to head south).
Yep, that works, just.
Oswald takes 48 sec to get to the 2nd floor. Oswald spends a further 52 sec near the lunchroom.
Why would he hang around at the lunchroom when he simply could have walked through the office space and leave the building through the front entrance?
Also, a time trial placed Oswald at the top of the stairs on the 6th floor at around 28 seconds after the shots (at the earliest). He only needed 20 seconds to go from the 6th floor to the 2nd floor and Adams and Styles didn't see him? I doubt it.
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Oswald takes 48 sec to get to the 2nd floor. Oswald spends a further 52 sec near the lunchroom.
Why would he hang around at the lunchroom when he simply could have walked through the office space and leave the building through the front entrance?
Also, a time trial placed Oswald at the top of the stairs on the 6th floor at around 28 seconds after the shots (at the earliest). He only needed 20 seconds to go from the 6th floor to the 2nd floor and Adams and Styles didn't see him? I doubt it.
Oswald gets to the 2nd floor after 48 sec. He stops. What to do next?
Should he continue down to the first floor?
Should he go to the first floor via the front stairs?
Should he lay low in the lunch room?
His jacket is in the Domino Room.
Uh Oh -- He hears Adams & Styles klomping down the stairs in a real hurry on a mission.
Best to visit the coke machine & hope that whoever it is goes clean past.
They pass. He comes back out. What to do next?
He can't decide. He will be less conspicuous if he takes the front stairs, but he would then have to walk back into & throo the storage area to get his jacket in the Domino Room.
He decides to continue down the back stairs.
He makes a start but then Truly hollers up the elevator shaft, so he goes back up.
Then he hears Baker & Truly galloping up the stairs, & he retreats to the coke machine a second time.
He walks slow & cool.
He would have been better off diving into the lunchroom in a hurry, & laying low, he knows there is no-one in there, but he knows that if seen rushing (by Truly & Co) it will be a sure sign that he is guilty of something.
He nearly makes it, another couple of slow steps & he will be out of sight.
But damn, Baker spots a bit of him throo the glass of the door & says to come back.
Truly confirms that Oswald works here, & Baker & Truly gallop off.
Oswald gets a coke to look less guilty & more cool if confronted again. And assassinations go better with coke.
The back stairs are now dangerous. He heads for the front stairs, either forgetting about his jacket or deciding that his jacket is a dead duck.
But just in case more dumb cops are entering along the corridor he goes via the office.
Damn, he meets Jeraldean Reid as she returns to her desk. She says something as they pass & he mumbles something back. Its not a good look. He has no business in the office, unless wanting change for the coke machine. Its not even a short cut to the stairs. Damn. Anyhow no big deal.
He goes down the front stairs & mixes with the growing throng in the lobby near the front door without raising any suspicion.
Someone asks him about a phone.
Ok, things aint so bad, praps he can take a chance & get his jacket from the Domino Room anyhow.
Hmmm – he can get his jacket by going out the front door & down the steps & around & entering via the Houston dock (like he does each morning), & walking 13 paces to the jacket.
Getting caught walking in shouldn’t result in getting bitten by a cop.
So, off he goes, but he gets a little ways up Houston & he sees Officer Barnett on sentry duty at the dock, & Barnett looks vicious.
So, a quick U-turn & back down Houston. Buell Frazier sees him walking south along Houston.
No, the jacket is a dead duck. He decides to get out of there asap, he crosses Houston & then crosses Elm.
Tippit is waiting.
What i dont explain above is that Oswald fired twice, & then he stood up & back from the window (as per Brennan's testimony) & Oswald saw Hickey fire an accidental auto burst (of at least 4 shots) that hit jfk in the head.
So, my Oswald had a few seconds of start compared to the Oswald-fired-3-shots crowd.
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Circumnavigation Route taken by Adams & Styles & Foster.
I am starting to doubt that Foster could have beaten Adams & Styles to the NW corner of TSBD.
Thems 2 boxcars had zero to do with the TSBD. We can see a white truck loading or unloading one ovem. This was late arvo on Fri 22nov1963.
(https://i.postimg.cc/43Gm9WyF/adams-styles-foster-barnett-osw-ald-shelley-lovelady-romack.jpg)
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Adams & Styles might have exited via the large overhead door, if open,
in which case Truly & Baker would have been more likely to not see them (even if on first floor at same time).
The plan is wrong, there was no chamfer of the north west corner of the TSBD, there was a full height window there (giving light to the stairwell), but that window was in the western wall not in a chamfer.
(https://i.postimg.cc/Dy2hLRPG/adams-styles-truly-baker.jpg)
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Route taken by Adams & Styles & Foster.
I am starting to doubt that Foster could have beaten Adams & Styles to the NW corner of TSBD.
(https://i.postimg.cc/43Gm9WyF/adams-styles-foster-barnett-osw-ald-shelley-lovelady-romack.jpg)
Thanks for adapting the picture. I wouldn't know how even begin to know how to do that.
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Thanks for adapting the picture. I wouldn't know how even begin to know how to do that.
I doubt that i am smarter than the average bear.
I open a jpg pix in Microsoft Office 2010. Then i can crop the pix to make it smaller to cut out non-essential areas.
I then open the jpg pix in Paint. Paint allows me to paint/draw lines etc & some standard shapes (eg stars & arrows & words etc).
Microsoft Office 2010 & Paint are sitting on my old computer, as a part of the original package i think, i think everyone has them (my wife always organised our computers, she was a genius)(died 6 years ago).
I then upload the jpg pix (now cropped & painted) to my free postimages account.
I then find the postimages name/code for my uploaded image, & i include that code in my forum posting (i have to add [ img ] in front of code & [ /img ] on end of code).
In the [img] i can make it say [img width=800] to make the image larger (or smaller) in my forum posting if desirable.
The whole process took about 10 minutes for that pix today. Postimages is amazingly friendly, once u get to know it.
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Here is a view of the Houston Dock.
Actually, according to Romack, Barnett went further than the drawn star, i should have drawn Barnett's star further north, between the first 2 sets of tracks (total number of tracks crossing Houston St is 6 i think).
Romack said that Barnett kept walking/running until Barnett could see down the rear of the building, ie Barnett ran to almost the 2nd set of tracks (which is just out of picture).
In my earlier aerial pix the star drawn for Barnett's furthest location is correctly drawn between Track-1 & Track-2.
In the pix below we can see a double-side-entry-(drainage)-pit at about where Barnett would have stopped.
Usually that kind of DSEP is constructed in conjunction with concrete kerbing & tarmac (ie along the side of a fully constructed road), but (as can be seen) the kerbing on the west side of Houston St south of the tracks has stopped short of the tracks. And it looks like gravel (or crushed rock) to me (not tarmac) at the entrance to the DSEP ie between the tracks.
Adams had said that Barnett (ie a cop) was 2 yd out into Houston St when she saw him. Prap he was near the DSEP. Or, praps he had gone back south to near the kerb proper.
If Barnett was facing Romack (ie talking to Romack) then Barnett might have missed seeing Adams & Styles, but Romack should not have missed seeing.
In the below pix we see a boxcar. On that Fri 22nov1963 there were 2 boxcars on the track.
And as can be seen the 1st track splits, & 1A goes along close to the annexe. 1B also bends a little & ends much further west than 1A (1B was empty on that Friday).
I doubt that 1A (ie rail boxcars) were ever used by the TSBD (inbound or outbound). I reckon that the TSBD used road transport only (& possibly pigeons).
Rail boxcars would have delivered fruit & veggies to the Houston Dock & to the Elm Dock in the old days. In thems days the docks were fully open along the rail track (no doors needed).
By the way, the high fence partly blocking the Adams & Styles circumnavigation of the TSBD (see earlier aereal photo) was constructed by the TSBD (according to Truly).
(https://i.postimg.cc/5NcBgZDm/Adams-styles-barnett-romack-pate-dowdell-worrell-osw-ald.jpg)
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Frazier chases after Shelley & Lovelady for 20yd before doubling back to the front stairs, & then walking to the corner.
Frasier then sees Oswald (from a distance of 10ft to 12ft) walking from (Frazier thinks) the Houston Dock (but Oswald actually exited via the front door while Frazier was away).
Oswald wanted to enter via the Houston Dock, to get his jacket from the Domino Room.
But Oswald sees Officer Barnett on sentry near the Dock, & Barnett looks vicious, so, Oswald duz a u-turn, & kisses his jacket goodbye.
Frazier sees Oswald cross Houston St, & then cross a half of Elm St, before Oswald disappears into the crowd.
This is about 140 sec after the shots.
Officer Barnett follows closely behind Oswald (not shown), & takes up sentry near that corner (not shown). This is about 150 sec after the shots.
Brennan comes out of hiding (not shown) & tells Barnett that Brennan saw Oswald with a rifle in an upper window (not shown).
At 150 sec Adams & Styles (walking around the rear to the TSBD) would not yet have reached Elms St extn.
They eventually get to the front doors.
Shelley & Lovelady are at 150 sec standing at the end of Elm St extn watching the antics in the railway carpark.
They eventually return to the TSBD, entering via the western ramp & door that Shelley uses every morning from the staff carpark into the Elm St loading dock.
(https://i.postimg.cc/GmNQjNCP/frazier-sees-osw-ald-in-Houston.jpg)
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Ok, i am now thinking that it was Patrolman JC White that confronted Adams & Styles.
Duz anyone know of any other info re White's movements?
White's reference to a passing train is a mystery. Did a train pass soon after the shots. Has anyone any info?
I recall (photos) that White walked over & joined Officer Foster soon after the shots, ie before any train went throo.
White was a strange character, saw & heard nuthun (praps he was smarter than the others).
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Is there a rail there?
Mr. WHITE. *Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. How many people were on that overpass that day?
Mr. WHITE. On the same side I was on?
Mr. BALL. Yes.
Mr. WHITE. None.
Mr. BALL. None? Any people attempt to come up on the overpass around noon?
Mr. WHITE. Not on my side.
Mr. BALL. They did not?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Had you seen your partner send any people away from the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. You had certain instructions, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What were they?
Mr. WHITE. Not to let any unauthorized personnel on top of the overpass.
Mr. BALL. Now, you did permit some people to stay on the overpass, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Who were they?
Mr. WHJJ~E. Workers of the railroad company.
Mr. BALL. Were they people you knew?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Well, how did you know they were workers with the railroad company?
Mr. WHITE. Majority of them were there when we got there, working on the rails.
Mr. BALL. And you let them stay there?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Did you see the President’s car come into sight?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir; ilrst time I saw it it has passed, passed under the triple underpass.
Mr. BALL. You were too far away to see it, were you?
Mr. WHITE. There was a freight train traveling. There was a train passing between the location I was standing and the area from which the procession was traveling, and-a big long freight train, and I did not see it.
Mr. BALL. You didn’t see the procession?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Before the train went by, did you see some railroad personnel over on the-would it be the---
Mr. WHITE. East side?
Mr. BALL. East side of the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. B~L. How many people?
Mr. WHITE. About 10, approximately. I didn’t count them.
Mr. BALL. Did you hear any shots?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BUL. Didn’t?
Mr. WHI’IIL No, sir.
Mr. BALL. First time you saw the President’s car it was going underneath?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What did you do after that?
Mr. WHITE. As soon as the train passed I went over and on the northwest side of the Depository Building.
On the northwest side of the book store up there with the rest of the ofseers and after about 30 minutes they told me to go out and work tra5c at Main and Houston, and I stood out there and worked tra5c.
Mr. BALL. All right, now, you heard no sound of no rifle fire or anything?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
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Ok, i am now thinking that it was Patrolman JC White that confronted Adams & Styles.
Duz anyone know of any other info re White's movements?
White's reference to a passing train is a mystery. Did a train pass soon after the shots. Has anyone any info?
I recall (photos) that White walked over & joined Officer Foster soon after the shots, ie before any train went throo.
White was a strange character, saw & heard nuthun (praps he was smarter than the others).
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Is there a rail there?
Mr. WHITE. *Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. How many people were on that overpass that day?
Mr. WHITE. On the same side I was on?
Mr. BALL. Yes.
Mr. WHITE. None.
Mr. BALL. None? Any people attempt to come up on the overpass around noon?
Mr. WHITE. Not on my side.
Mr. BALL. They did not?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Had you seen your partner send any people away from the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. You had certain instructions, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What were they?
Mr. WHITE. Not to let any unauthorized personnel on top of the overpass.
Mr. BALL. Now, you did permit some people to stay on the overpass, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Who were they?
Mr. WHJJ~E. Workers of the railroad company.
Mr. BALL. Were they people you knew?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Well, how did you know they were workers with the railroad company?
Mr. WHITE. Majority of them were there when we got there, working on the rails.
Mr. BALL. And you let them stay there?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Did you see the President’s car come into sight?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir; ilrst time I saw it it has passed, passed under the triple underpass.
Mr. BALL. You were too far away to see it, were you?
Mr. WHITE. There was a freight train traveling. There was a train passing between the location I was standing and the area from which the procession was traveling, and-a big long freight train, and I did not see it.
Mr. BALL. You didn’t see the procession?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Before the train went by, did you see some railroad personnel over on the-would it be the---
Mr. WHITE. East side?
Mr. BALL. East side of the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. B~L. How many people?
Mr. WHITE. About 10, approximately. I didn’t count them.
Mr. BALL. Did you hear any shots?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BUL. Didn’t?
Mr. WHI’IIL No, sir.
Mr. BALL. First time you saw the President’s car it was going underneath?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What did you do after that?
Mr. WHITE. As soon as the train passed I went over and on the northwest side of the Depository Building.
On the northwest side of the book store up there with the rest of the ofseers and after about 30 minutes they told me to go out and work tra5c at Main and Houston, and I stood out there and worked tra5c.
Mr. BALL. All right, now, you heard no sound of no rifle fire or anything?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
White's reference to a passing train is a mystery. Did a train pass soon after the shots. Has anyone any info?
I do remember having seen a train passing by the pergola next to the TSBD parking lot, but I can't recal where I saw that
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Photo below now edited to replace Foster with White.
Anyhow, i think we can ignore the puzzling reference to a train passing, & we can assume that White went to the NW cnr of the TSBD without delay.
In which case we can assume that White beat Adams & Styles to the NW cnr.
But, why did White go to the NW cnr?
I think that Foster told White about shots from up near the TSBD. And White took off immediately, & Foster followed White to near the TSBD later (after Foster had a brief look at the carpark with Brennan & Co).
White said that other Officers went to the TSBD too. Who were they?
Foster was one. The others ran to the grassy knoll & carpark from Houston (ie Smith & Smith), & some ran from Main St east of Houston (eg Deputy Sheriff Mooney & Co).
And of course some (on motorbikes) were from the motorcade itself.
But there were no Officers stationed in Elm St itself between Houston St & the TUP.
Anyhow, after wasting their time in & around the carpark, checking cars etc, some Officers took off & searched railway boxcars, &/or encircled the TSBD.
Mooney & Co took sentry near the Houston Dock for a while, at which time Romack relaxed his vigil (but he stayed put in that area for a while anyhow before returning to his workplace)(say 45 minutes).
(https://i.postimg.cc/ZRQZ25fD/adams-styles-white-barnett-osw-ald-shelley-lovelady-romack.jpg)
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White's reference to a passing train is a mystery. Did a train pass soon after the shots. Has anyone any info?
I do remember having seen a train passing by the pergola next to the TSBD parking lot, but I can't recal where I saw that
Bowers would have halted trains (on the TUP) untill the motorcade passed.
But i dont remember Bowers ever saying that he indeed halted a train.
I suspect that a train passed over the TUP a little before the motorcade passed, but while White was there.
I think that White's memory was foggy --- too many doughnuts (or was White smarter than the average bear?).
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James Hackerott found the wordage of Foster in Sneed's No More Silence.
J.W. Foster in No More Silence, p212
.................... “At the time the motorcade came through, there were about seven or eight people up there. As you looked down, I was standing over the third lane from the north curb of Elm Street. Four or five were standing right in front of me, and there were several on down the trestle away from me.
Just prior to the shots, a three engine locomotive went by, so there wasn’t a lot that you could see or hear from up there even though the locomotive had already passed and just the boxcars were going by at the time the motorcade passed through.”...........................
https://www.jfkassassinationforum.com/index.php/topic,3564.88.html
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I think that Foster did not look around the carpark with Brennan.
And, Foster could not have confronted Adams & Styles, koz Foster says that he did not go to the TSBD until many minutes had passed.
Below is all that i could find on www re Foster in Sneed's book.
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J.W. FOSTER Accident Investigator Dallas Police Department "You could see about where the bullet had come from by checking the angle where it scraped across the concrete and the column where it struck the pedestrian. It appeared to have come from the north-east, approximately from the book store area, but we were never able to find the slug... " J. W. Foster was born in Italy, Texas, and was raised in nearby Hillsboro. After serving in the military, he worked at construction jobs fer ten years prior to joining the Dallas Police Department in 1955. For the next seven years he worked in Radio Patrol, and at the time of the assassination was an accident investigator. I was assigned to patrol the triple overpass over Elm Street and arrived down there about 9:30. Our orders were to keep all personnel off the railroad overpass. During the morning, there were several people who came up, and I told them they had to leave. I checked the ID's of the railroad people and tried to get them to leave, but they had the idea that I couldn't do that. If I'd have gotten them off, they would have probably pulled the engine up right behind me, which would have created a noise problem. So there wasn't much I could do about that.
212 NO MORE SILENCE At the time the motorcade came through, there were about seven or eight people up there. As you looked down, I was standing over the third lane from the north curb of Elm Street. Four or five were standing right in front of me, and there were several on down the trestle away from me. Just prior to the shots, a three engine locomotive went by, so there wasn't a lot that you could see or hear from up there even though the locomotive had already passed and just the boxcars were going by at the time the motorcade passed through. At about 12:30, I saw the motorcade as they came around the comer off of Houston onto Elm proceeding west. When they got about halfway between Houston and the Triple Underpass, I heard three distinct, evenly spaced shots. I could see into the car but couldn't really determine anything, but I did see Mrs. Kennedy crawl up on the back of the car and the driver of the vehicle swerve to his right and a Secret Service agent push her back into the car. From that point, they proceeded west on Elm Street to the Stemmons Freeway. At the time, all I could tell about the shots was that they all sounded about the same, and they came from back toward Elm and Houston Streets.
None of them came from the grassy knoll.
After the shooting, one officer ran up and said the shots came from the overpass, and I told him they didn't. Then I moved around to the end of the viaduct where somebody said some man had run up the railroad track from that location.
So I proceeded up to the yards to check the empty boxcars to see if anybody had run up that way.
I was in the yards maybe ten to fifteen minutes looking in the cars, but I didn't find anything.
Nor did I see anything suspicious behind the picket fence or see anyone with Secret Service or FBI identification, as some have stated.
From there I moved on down to the book store and walked on down to the south side of Elm.
The plaza had been freshly mowed the day before, thus I noticed this clump of sod that was laying there and was trying to find out what caused that clump of grass to be there. That's when I found where the bullet had struck the concrete skirt by the manhole cover and knocked that clump of grass up. Buddy Walthers, one of the sheriffs deputies, came up and talked to me about it, and we discussed the direction from which the bullet had come. It struck the skirt near the manhole cover
l.W. FOSTER, ACCIDENT INVESTIGATOR 213 and then hit this person who had stood by the column over on Commerce Street. He came by and had a cut on his face where the bullet had struck the column. You could see about where the bullet had come from by checking the angle where it scraped across the concrete and the...
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Luke Mooney Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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LUKE MOONEY Deputy Sheriff Writ and Execution Division Dallas County Sheriff's Department "While we were standing there, someone brought the word that the President was dead... There wasn't a sound. I then looked over between someone 's feet and there lay a carton of books broken open with the lid flapped back. Inside the carton was a paperback book, and on the cover was Christ Leads the Way with a picture of Jesus... " A native Texan, born in Hopkins County, eighty miles east of Dallas, and a veteran of the 764th Amphibious Tank Tractor Battalion in World War II, Luke Mooney, upon discharge in 1946 attended a business college and later worked in the automobile business. After declining a transfer to a new office in another state, Mooney, due to his background in legal matters, was asked by Sheriff Bill Decker in 1958 to join the sheriff's department in the Writ and Execution Division. I was merely a spectator with a number of other plain clothes officers on Main Street just north of the Old Red Court House. We in the sheriff's department had nothing to do with security. That had all been arranged by the Dallas Police Department, the Secret Service, and the FBI. I hadn't been out there long when the motorcade came by with the President and his wife, Governor Connally and his wife, along with all the Secret Service agents
L UK E MOO N E Y, DE PUT Y SHE R IFF 225 following on the running boards of the follow up open top vehicle. The crowd was very enthusiastic. I was close enough to have shaken hands with the President. As the motorcade passed by us, we never attempted to follow it around the corner at Houston and were still standing there when we heard a shot ring out. I knew immediately that it wasn't a backfire because, if you've ever been around weapons, you knew from the echo that it was a gun of some kind.
Several of us started moving toward Houston Street at the moment we heard the first shot. By the time we reached the street, the second shot had been fired, then there was a slight hesitation between the second and the third. We had already heard all three shots before we had reached Houston Street.
We then ran over into Dealey Plaza, crossed Elm, jumped over the wall of the embankment on what's now called the grassy knoll and headed toward the railroad yards. At that time, it seemed to have been the most logical place to begin looking unless you had actually known from where the shots originated, which I didn't. People were scattered in every direction. By that time, the motorcade was en route to Parkland up Stemmons Freeway and thus out of sight.
Other officers were everywhere already checking the parking lot behind the fence. We looked around and into some of the vehicles but didn't see anything unusual.
If we had seen anything that was obvious, we would have checked it out.
I'd estimate that I was in the parking lot area less than ten minutes; whereupon, I noticed a big open wire gate near the freight area of the Book Depository. I saw a citizen there and said,
"Let's close this off, lock it, and don't let anybody in or out unless they're an officer with identification."
I then went into the back of the Book Depository where the freight dock was located where there was also a back entrance to a series of offices. I knew how to operate a freight elevator, so we pushed the button and went up one floor. But after one floor, the power was cut and the elevator quit operating, so we took the stairs and went toward the upper levels.
I got off on the sixth floor while some of the others went to the seventh. All you could see were books stacked about head high. At that time, I didn't search the area thoroughly, but I
226 NO MORE SILENCE noticed that everything was quiet and nothing seemed disturbed, particularly over on the southwest corner where nothing was stacked. It appeared as though some carpenter work was being done. Noticing nothing out of the ordinary, I then went on up to the seventh floor. By that time, the others had already left that floor and it was dark, so I sent out...
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Jack Faulkner Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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JACK FAULKNER Deputy Sheriff Criminal Investigation Division Dallas County Sheriff's Department "We had many people inside the Texas School Book Depository tell us that those shots didn't come from that building. That was understandable since I have seen deer shot at and, not knowing which way the bullet came from, they would look all around not knowing which way to run. It's hard to determine where a shot comes from a rifle... " Born and raised in Dallas, Jack Faulkner lived next door to Bill Decker, who was elected sheriff of Dallas County in 1948. Faulkner then joined the sheriffs department on January 1, 1949. I was a criminal investigator working out of the sheriffs office downtown and was standing outside the office waiting to see the President, as were many of the other deputies, since the sheriffs department had no role in the security for the parade. This was not unusual since the Dallas police were responsible for events inside the city, while the sheriffs department dealt with matters outside the city, but still inside Dallas County. Much has been written about how unpopular John Kennedy was in Dallas, but as the Presidential parade came down Main Street right in front of the office where the deputies were standing, that obviously wasn't true because I saw the crowds
216 NO MORE SILENCE cheering him as he drove by. I certainly didn't see anybody that hated him. The sheriff was in the parade along with Chief Curry, who was driving and leading the parade. But, of course, everybody wanted to see the President of the United States. I recall very well Jackie wearing the pink outfit and the smiles that John Kennedy had when they turned the corner off Main onto Houston. It was all very inspiring!
When they turned back onto Elm Street and headed toward the Triple Underpass, then I heard three very distinct shots. I'll never forget the sequence: there was a pause between number one and number two, then number two and three were rapid. At that time, I actually thought that someone had attempted to shoot the President and possibly the Secret Service had shot back. It was that fast!
A.D. McCurley and myself moved down the knoll that's just west of Houston Street between Main and Elm Streets. People were pointing back toward the railroad yards, so we headed in that direction.
As we were crossing Elm Street, McCurley picked up a white piece of bone near the north curb. He asked me,
"Do you suppose that could be part of his skull?"
I said, "There's no blood on it," and he put it down. Later, we got to thinking, and somebody said your skull doesn't necessarily have to be touching something that's bloody. We went back and looked for it later but never found it. To this day, I believe it was a piece of John Kennedy's skull.
In any case, when we reached the grassy knoll, people were lying down trying to dodge the bullets.
There were quite a few people and officers searching the parking lot and going through railroad cars in the railroad yards, but of course, there was nothing. I really didn't do that myself. There was probably as much mass confusion as you can imagine because no one was in charge, but everyone was doing what they were trained to do. I know my partner, who was on the other side of the street, started gathering people to take statements.
We then went up in front of the Texas School Book Depository Building where a little black boy was telling a police sergeant that he had seen a man shoot out of that building. The sergeant then related that information to us. So Bill Wiseman, A.D. McCurley, Joe Lorraine, who had been a former deputy who worked for the State Labor Board, and I took it from there and went in the front door of the building. This was about ten minutes
JACK FAULKNER, SHERIFF'S DEPUTY 217 after the shooting. At that time, the building had not yet been sealed by the police. We contacted the manager who said,
"Well, everybody is still here that was here when the parade went through when the shooting occurred except Lee Oswald."
We then went up the freight elevator and began searching. I was expecting to see someone with a gun, so I had my gun out...
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Edgar L. Smith Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter
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EDGAR L. SMITH Accident Investigator Dallas Police Department "As the motorcade passed right by me and made its left turn onto Elm Street going toward the Triple Underpass, my eyes were primarily on the motorcade. I was fascinated with John Kennedy and Jackie and felt that they were just larger than life. Seeing them really made an impression on me... " Born in Myrtle Springs, about fifty miles east of Dallas, Ed Smith moved to Dallas at the age often, graduated from Crozier Tech High School in Dallas in 1950 and joined the Dallas Police Department in 1956. Beginning in Radio Patrol, Smith went into the Traffic Division in 1960, and at the time of the assassination was an accident investigator. I worked the evening shift as an accident investigator and was working overtime stationed at Houston and Elm Streets when the Presidential motorcade came through town. In fact, I was situated on the southeast comer of Houston and Elm in front of the Criminal Records Building. Prior to the motorcade's arrival, I had approximately an hour and a half to stand on the comer and, at that time, I believe that I might have looked up at the School Book Depository and all those windows and sort of fantasized about how easy it would be for someone to shoot out of one of those windows. I had a completely unobstructed view; unfortunately, I didn't look up there during the event itself. But there were a lot of people and
198 NO MORE SILENCE they were in a great mood. Everybody seemed really happy and looking forward to seeing the President. I was like many of the people that were lining the streets; I was there more as an observer than as a police officer, despite the fact that, by nature, I'm not a very observant person. My job was to keep the pedestrians back and to look for any kind of suspicious events that might take place. As the motorcade passed right by me and made its left tum onto Elm Street going toward the Triple Underpass, my eyes were primarily on the motorcade. I was fascinated with John Kennedy and Jackie and felt like they were just larger than life. Seeing them really made an impression on me.
It seemed like a short time, maybe ten or fifteen seconds after they had made the tum, that the first shot rang out. At the time, I didn't think much of it; in fact, I thought it was probably just firecrackers. The thought ran through my mind that this was really a dirty trick to be playing on the President. Then the next two occurred. It seemed like a lot of time elapsed between the three shots. I couldn't really tell where the shots came from, but they sounded like they all came from the same location. Certainly it didn't seem to me that they came from the sixth floor, but things seemed to just echo around there. At the time of the shooting, I was looking more toward the grassy knoll; however, it was sort of obstructed because there were other cars passing by. I looked down there and was able to see the Presidential car lurch off. That was the first time that I realized that something really had taken place; I didn't know what, but I knew that something was wrong. Meanwhile the crowd got quiet and then it became loud.
I reacted by running across the street from the south side of Elm toward the underpass, then cut across the street and saw that something had happened as the crowd started moving toward that location. I ran in that direction because of the crowd reaction and from what I overheard since I had no idea where the shots originated. I followed the crowd with my pistol drawn but holstered it before I crossed Elm headed toward the grassy knoll. I don't recall the amount of time that elapsed, but we did check out the area behind the grassy knoll. There was a tremendous amount of confusion! We had no earthly idea what was going on, and we had very little leadership out there. It was chaos; at least it was for
EDGAR L. SMITH. DALLAS POLICE 199 me. It didn't seem as though anyone was in charge as we had police officers from different divisions there. There were also, what I assumed, Secret Service and FBI agents there simply...
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David V. Harkness Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter
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DAVID V. HARKNESS Sergeant, Traffic Division Dallas Police Department "Even some of the people, immediately after the assassination, were angry at the police. They assumed we'd let the President get shot. Some of them were real abusive. " After having served four years in the U.S. Coast Guard during the Second World War, Harkness joined the Dallas Police Department July 8th, 1946. Prior to 1963, Harkness had worked in the Patrol Division, as an accident investigator in the Traffic Division, in school safety, and then as a downtown traffic sergeant.
I was assigned to the parade route as a three-wheel officer supervising point control and three-wheel officers. My assignment was to keep the parade route open from Main and Field to Elm and Houston. At the time of the arrival of the President, I was at the intersection of Main and Houston because I could see all of my area. If there were any problems, like congestion or anything, I could get to it quickly. So I had a good view all the way up Main Street and over to the Book Depository.
Just about the time the parade was at Elm and Harwood, getting ready to tum west on Main, we had a person who had an epileptic seizure over on Houston Street across from the county jail in Dealey Plaza. So I asked for an ambulance to get him to
DA VID V. H ARKN E S S, S ERG E ANT 205 Parkland and get him out of the area. It just seemed to be a person normally having an epileptic seizure. He did strike his head on the concrete retaining wall right there near the curb, and he was taken to Parkland. We got an ambulance and got him out of there, so it didn't interfere with the parade. I radioed to the officer assigned to Parkland to get the information because we didn't obtain any information at the scene. We were interested in getting him loaded and getting him out of the way. All this happened just four to five minutes before the parade arrived.
I was on the northwest corner of the intersection when I saw the parade coming west on Main and making the turn onto Houston. I was looking at the President, made eye contact with him, and he waved at me. As soon as the motorcade passed, the people that were standing near the intersection where I was kind of walked back. So, when the motorcade made the turn to go down Elm Street, they went back to the grassy area there in the median between Main and Elm to get a better view of him. So I kind of followed the crowd.
As the first shot rang out, then the second, I saw the President's head jerk. Then, as the third shot was fired, Mrs. Kennedy came out of the car and was on all fours on the trunk lid of the car. At the time, I was probably 150-200 feet from the car at the edge of the grassy median between Main and Elm, not far from where my motor was parked at the intersection. The sounds were loud reports. It seemed like there was more time between the first and the second shots than between the second and the third. The second and the third were pretty close together.
Due to the echo pattern in Dealey Plaza, though, I was unable to tell the direction of the shots. After they heard the shots, some people fell down. My first observation on this, if I would have been suspecting where the shots came from, I would have picked the building across from the School Book Depository because I looked up and there was a huge flock of pigeons that flew up from that building. You know how pigeons congregate on top of these buildings; well, they flew up from over there, so I focused my attention to that building. I couldn't see the sixth floor window of the School Book Depository because the colonnade structure in Dealey Plaza was between me and the sixth floor at the level where I was. I was
206 NO MORE SILENCE right behind that structure. What I could see was the outline of the President's head, and I could see it jerk. I tried to find someone. . . an escape route. I knew we had people stationed all around the place, so I got on my...
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Joe Murphy Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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JOE MURPHY Traffic Division Dallas Police Department " I could see that something was wrong in the car as it got nearer to my position because the President's wife was leaning over toward President Kennedy, and as ] was standing right above them, ] heard someone say, "Get us to the nearest hospital!"
Born and raised in Dallas, Joe Murphy was offered a contract to play baseball in the Chicago White Sox organization. After playing a year at Midland in the West Texas-Mexican League and later for a semi-pro team in Baytown, Texas, he returned to Dallas and upon the advise of an uncle, joined the Dallas Police Department in 1942. Interrupted by service in the Army during World War II, Murphy returned to the police department in 1946 where he served most of his career in the Traffic Division. He is reputed to have given the most traffic tickets in the history of the Dallas Police Department.
I was assigned on the Stemmons Freeway over Elm Street about 150 yards from the School Book Depository. My job was to keep traffic moving and not to allow anybody to stop on the bridge or park their car anywhere on the shoulders so that they could watch the motorcade from the bridge. I was facing west by the way the motorcade was traveling, and it was to go up the service road to my right and onto the freeway. Several motor jockeys and other officers were there to stop traffic completely
JOE M U R PH Y. T R A F FIe 195 when the motorcade was to pass. That was the only time that traffic was allowed to stop on the freeway. Many of the officers were north of the overpass as much as a quarter of a mile from the overpass where the Elm Street entrance entered the freeway. Others were just riding the area stopping with messages they had for me. We were all channelled to listen for any information from the office or from the dispatcher.
Prior to the arrival of the motorcade I saw some men walking up on the Triple Underpass. Based on how they were dressed, I assumed they were railroad people. There was also at least one officer there as well. I could see the motorcade when it came down Main and turned right onto Houston and over to Elm. But there were some trees that obscured my view at Elm and Houston, so I lost sight of it for a moment or two.
As it approached my position, I heard the shots and a flock of pigeons took off flying in circles. I couldn't tell where the noise was coming from due to the reverberations. In fact, I didn't realize they were shots at first. But I did hear three, what were later defined as shots, and they were about evenly spaced. I could see that something was wrong in the car as it got nearer to my position because the President's wife was leaning over toward President Kennedy, and as I was standing right above them, I heard someone say, "Get us to the nearest hospital!" I waited to hear something on the radio and had difficulty hearing due to all the noise.
By that time, traffic had been reopened north on Stemmons so the noise factor had increased. I wasn't able to tell much about what was going on in Dealey Plaza. I saw a number of people on the ground, then some began to move back up toward the hill. Most were headed toward the intersection at Elm and Houston. I didn't see anybody below me or in that grassy area. I've heard so many tales about that grassy area, but I don't recall seeing anybody over there either running or walking.
After the shooting, the order was given for all us three wheelers to come to the School Book Depository. We were told that some people were supposed to have been running behind the building. So we circled the area looking for anything and yet nothing in particular.
196 NO MORE SILENCE I remember talking with several people just to see if they had seen anything, but there was nothing of any value that I recall that concerned the shooting. I wasn't involved in anything further in the investigation. My usual hours were 6:00 A.M. to 2:00 P.M., but they held us over late that afternoon. I had...
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James C. Bowles Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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JAMES C. BOWLES Communications Supervisor Dallas Police Department "McLain assumed, since they were government lawyers working for the flag, motherhood, and Chevrolet coupes, that they wouldn't lie to you. McLain had no idea, in his naive innocence, that they were trying to concoct a tale and that he was a vital validator to their chain... " After serving a stint in the Navy and later operating a small business, James Bowles joined the Dallas Police Department in 1951. In 1963, Bowles was the communications supervisor of the dispatch office. In the years following the assassination, Bowles transcribed the so-called Dallas Police Tapes and later wrote a manuscript titled "The Kennedy Assassination Tapes: A Rebuttal to the Acoustics Evidence." Based on his background with the police department, he is recognized as the authority on the inner workings of the radio communications of the Dallas Police Department and corresponding events at the time of the assassination.
I was at Love Field as part of the reception for the President while my dad, Major, was at Baylor Hospital after suffering a stroke. Before the President arrived, Chief Fisher· came over to me and said that Major had taken a tum for the worse and that I'd better take his car over to the hospital before it was too late. So I • The title "chief' is an umbrella term used by Dallas policemen for assistant chiefs and deputy chiefs as well as the chief of police.
170 NO MORE SILENCE took his car, rushed to the hospital, and returned as soon as I could. By then the reception at the airport was over. My dad passed away about the same time as Kennedy, so I had to divide my attention between family and department matters for the next couple of days. Since I was the communications supervisor in charge of the dispatch office, I became involved with the tapes of all radio communications of the Dallas Police Department that day, the same tapes which were analyzed by the Warren Commission and later the House Select Committee on Assassinations. There should be no controversy about the tapes. The tapes are very simple and self explanatory if you accept them for what they're worth. Now, if you have a bit of imagination, you can use all kinds of dreams and concoctions to try to fabricate anything you want with them. Very simply, the tapes are recordings of the two radio channels operating at that time. Regular police operations were maintained on Channel 1. All personnel assigned to the Presidential motorcade, which ultimately became involved in the assassination scenario, were on Channel 2. It's hard to say whether they operated continuously or not. What we had in there was a sound activated recorder with a delay so it would pick it up and hold in the record mode for four seconds after the sound or noise level dropped, and there were two recording systems, one each on the two channel operations.
On Channel 1 we used a two phase dictaphone voice recording. I stress voice recording because it was not a precision quality; it was a stenographic type recording. You had a comparatively dull stylus making a simple impression on a thin celluloid belt.
The Channel 2 activity was a little better in its potential but not as good in reality because of its age. We had an old Gray recorder; I think they called them Gray audiographs. Anyway, it was a thin flat disk with the stylus cutting a groove in the disk much like in the typical phonographic recording. But the machine was old and worn. It was prone quite frequently to repeating itself, picking up transmissions and not letting them go. There were times when it was repeating itself that it didn't pick up what someone was saying. Then there were times that it didn't pick up anything. In other words, it just didn't work. So we have no way of knowing what traffic would have been on Channel 2 had we had
JAMES C. BOWLES, COMMUNICATIONS 171 a more sophisticated, state of the art, by today's standards, recording capability. One point that needs to be clarified which some folks, qualified and unqualified, who have tried to pick up and run with the assassination investigations, don't seem to understand. They use the words "voice activated" very generally and inaccurately. More correctly it's not voice, it's sound activated. Sound would tum it on if the decibel...
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H.B. McLain Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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H.B. McLAIN Solo Motor cycle Officer Dallas Police Department "Unfortunately all their accusations that it was my microphone that was stuck open and the shots were heard on it were printed in the newspapers, and it'll be that way from now on. They'll never be convinced otherwise, regardless ofwhat I say... " Born in the piney woods of East Texas in Nacogdoches County, H.B. McLain moved to Dallas in 1942, attended high school for six weeks, then joined the Merchant Marines during the Second World War.
After joining the Dallas Police Department in 1953, he worked in the Patrol and Burglary and Theft Divisions until he became a solo motorcycle officer in November 1955. McLain was one of the escort officers in the motorcade on November 22, 1963. It was a hazy morning as we went out to Love Field to wait for the President to come in. When we arrived, we parked our motorcycles on the outside of the fenced area until he arrived. Then, as the motorcade began, we met it at the gate and came on out. The escort route had been picked out for him by the Tactical Group. Normally we had done our own scheduling, but they took it upon themselves this time. It was rather unusual because they had people working in positions they didn't normally work. We usually rode side by side with the senior man riding on the left and the junior man on the right. In this case, they had it reversed.
H. B. MeL A IN, MOT 0 R eye L E 163 My assignment was to ride alongside the procession mostly between the President's car and the press buses five or six cars behind the President on the left side. There was nothing extra special about the escort as we had done many of them. It was routine. Our job was to keep the pedestrians back out of the way so they didn't get run over. We'd just ride alongside, and if anybody was too close, we'd tell them to move back. If that didn't work, we might bump them. There were a lot of people along the motorcade route, especially in the downtown area from Akard to Houston Streets.
When I made the turn onto Houston on the left side, we had caught up with the cars in front of us, and I had stopped right by the side of the entrance to the old jail, which is about midway between Main and Elm Streets on Houston. I heard one very clear shot. Evidently I must have felt like it was coming from straight ahead because at that instant I was looking down, and when I heard the shot, threw my head up and it appeared that about 5,000 pigeons flew out from behind that building (the Texas School Book Depository) straight ahead. In fact, I thought to myself, "Somebody's shooting at the pigeons!" But I could see the limousine off to my left on Elm and saw Mrs. Kennedy crawling on the back of the car. I had a good idea that somebody had been shot at but didn't know which one.
About that time the chief came on the radio and said, "Get to Parkland Hospital!" and the race was on. As I sped through Dealey Plaza, the only thing I noticed was Hargis with his motorcycle laid down crawling on his hands and knees across the grassy knoll. I didn't have any idea what he was doing. You think maybe he might have fallen or that he lost his footing when he stepped off and slipped on the grass.
In any case, I caught up with and got in front of the limousine on Stemmons somewhere around Continental. The ride was wild! You know in your mind that you're going way too fast, but if you slow down or fall, the cars behind are going to run over you. But you don't think about those things, though, at the time; it's all instinct.
We had to slow down when we got off Stemmons at Industrial. Along Industrial there was a railroad track which was located on a small incline some twenty to thirty feet before we were to hit
164 NO MORE SILENCE Harry Hines Boulevard. Chaney, myself and another officer went airborne up the incline, hit the ground, and made the sharp left onto Hines. When we arrived at...
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W.G. Lumpkin Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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W.G. "BILL" LUMPKIN Solo Motorcycle Officer Dallas Police Depar tment "We were going fast, very fast! I'm going to say we might have hit speeds up to 80-85 MP.H on Stemmons... ! saw the limousine behind us, and ! noticed this Secret Service man hanging on the back of it with his coat hanging, and ! was amazed that he could hang on....
When we got to Hines, there was a railroad track, and! know that! got airborne....! knew that if! went down I'd probably get run over... "
Born and raised in Avery, Texas, Bill Lumpkin worked at General Dynamics as an aircraft electrician after serving a hitch in the military. He joined the Dallas Police Department in 1953 and was assigned as one of the lead motorcycle officers in the Kennedy motorcade. I don't know what time we went to work that day. I remember having a detail with all the squads of the motor jockeys together, and we were all given our assignments. We knew the route and where we were going and approximately how long we were going to be. We were told what to do in case things happened, what hospital to go to if an emergency came up. That would be the only time we would use the siren.
I was one of the people that led the parade along with Leon Gray, Ellis, and McBride. There were quite a few of us in the parade, but some of the motor jockeys weren't assigned to the parade. Some of them were sent to stand-by stations. It wasn't
W. G. L UM P KIN, MOT 0 R eye L E 155 considered necessarily an honor; you just did what they told you. I escorted a lot of parades, so it was just an assignment. Probably if I hadn't been in the parade, my feelings would have been hurt. But we used to have a lot of parades in town and there had been times when the other jockeys had gone out of town on assignments, and I'd stayed in to lead a parade because I had done it so many times. I was used to doing it.
There was nothing special about that particular morning. We spit and polished our equipment and our uniforms and were told to assemble at Love Field. There were a lot of folks there, a lot of folks! We had no problems with the parade except one time, I believe, the President got out of the car on Lemmon. The Secret Service got on the back end and proceeded again. When you lead a parade, you limit your speed to whatever speed they want to go. And so we really had to keep our eye on his vehicle by turning around and looking because he was slowing down. My job in leading the parade was to make sure the crowd was back out of the street in front, and then, of course, you alert the officers up on the parade route that the parade is behind you. But the main thing is, when you're four abreast like that, you keep the street clear for the parade. You look back and try to be sure that the parade is in a group, that it hadn't straggled out. And you can slow them down for that. But nothing stands out. It was just a presidential motorcade.
We were in front of the President's car when the shooting took place. We were stopped on Elm Street between Houston Street and the Triple Underpass. There were only three of us at the time. McBride had already gone over to Stemmons to notify them that we were getting ready to come through since they were going to close Stemmons northbound. Sergeant Ellis had asked him to go on up and notify them that we were en route.
But we had turned off of Main Street onto Houston for one block, then over to Elm Street, then turned back left, and we were stopped at the time before we heard the shots. When the shots occurred, I thought it was a motorcycle backfiring. The motors were running really hot because we had been going slowly for so long. They would have a tendency to backfire when they were running hot, and running slow for a long period would cause them to run hot.
156 NO MORE SILENCE I heard three distinct bangs with none of them...
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Stavis Ellis Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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STAVIS "STEVE" ELLIS Solo Motorcycle Officer Dallas Polic e Department "Sarge, the President's hit!... Hell, he's dead! Man, his head's blown off..!"
Born in 1918 in Laredo, Texas, and raised in San Antonio, "Steve" Ellis' graduated from Brackinridge High School and later attended college in the military. During the Second World War, he joined the National Guard and served as an MP.
Ellis began his career with the Dallas Police Department in 1946 as a patrolman and became a solo motorcycle officer fifteen months later with promotion to sergeant in 1952. Sergeant Ellis was the officer in charge of the motorcycle escort for the motorcade through Dallas. I always liked riding motorcycles and had ridden them half way around the world in the Army. I guess I liked that kind of work. You work on your own; you're out there by yourself; you
• The name Stavis has been a curiosity to a number of researchers, including the author. Sergeant Ellis's father was a Greek immigrant who entered Ellis Island at the age of thirteen. His surname, He1iopoulis, was eventually changed to Ellis either as a shortened version of Heliopoulis or for Ellis Island itself. Stavis is the Anglicized derivation of the Greek "Stavros," while "Steve," as Ellis is known to his friends, is the Americanized version of Stavis.
STA VIS ELLIS, MOTORCYCLE 143 don't have a partner that will do the driving for you. When I was a kid, my father owned a restaurant in San Antonio just a block or so from the Municipal Auditorium. Whenever the San Antonio police officers came to work traffic in and around the auditorium, they'd stop by the restaurant and drink coffee with my dad. Since I was there quite often, they became my idols. That's why I had it in my mind to become a motorcycle officer, and it's what I did for almost thirty-one years.
The motorcade assignments were, I believe, made up by Captain Lawrence and Chief Lunday. I'm just guessing at that because Lawrence had been making up all the assignments, and they'd ask me a question or two about who should be put here or there in the motorcade. I recommended the four guys that I had to ride immediately to the rear of the President's car: Chaney, Hargis, Martin, and Jackson because they made a neat appearance, and I knew that I could count on them and the job would be done properly. That morning was rainy. It wasn't raining hard, but hard enough in riding your motorcycle that you needed a rain suit. So, as we left the garage on our Harleys, we put our rain suits on and headed out to Love Field where we racked our motorcycles and waited for the motorcade to begin. A few minutes after we arrived, the rain quit, the sun came out, and we pulled our rains suits off and put them in the saddle bags.
Kennedy had arrived but there was a bit of a holdup. There was a huge crowd and he wasn't ready to go right away as he had walked over to a little fence and was talking to everybody and shaking hands. Some of the Secret Service boys seemed worried about this while other agents were taking the bullet proof top off the car. When that had been rolled up, he got in, and we took off on the escort. We didn't have any idea that anything was going to happen. Our job was to look for any kind of interruption en route: maybe some radical might run out and holler or otherwise try to stop the motorcade. We were always on the alert for that and were prepared to take quick action to get them out of the way.
I was in charge of the actual escort of the President's car. All the other officers had their assignments, but some were just assigned to us as surplus. At the airport, Chief Curry told me, "Look, you see that double-deck bus up there? That's full of news
144 NO MORE SILENCE media. Now they've got to get to the Mart out there where the President is going to talk, but we don't want them messing up this motorcade. Just give them one of your men back there and tell him to escort them there on time but to keep them out of the...
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Bobby Joe Dale Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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BOBBY JOE DALE Solo Motor cycle Officer
"I caught up to the limousine on Stemmons somewhere around Continental....
Your mind runs wild at a time like that. Maybe he's hit; if he is, maybe it's an impersonator. Maybe it's not really happening....Your mind just runs loose..!" Born and raised in Dallas, Bobby Joe Dale served in the Navy as a boiler man during the Korean Conflict. Following his discharge in 1953, Dale considered working in boiler shops, but remembering the heat involved with the job, he instead joined the Dallas Police Department in 1954 as a patrolman. By 1960 he transferred to solo motorcycles and was part of the motorcycle escort for President Kennedy on November 22, 1963.
Two or three days prior to the President's visit we'd ridden with the Secret Service checking to see where the turns and problem areas might be. We had three possible routes, but we didn't know which one we were going to take, and we were not briefed on it. But by riding during the week, I kept hearing the phrase "escape routes," which dawned on me later that should something happen to any part of the motorcade we had an escape route to either Baylor or Parkland Hospitals. I was impressed with the details in covering all emergencies should they arise.
I assume the assignments were drawn up in a joint meeting of the sergeants, lieutenants, and captains. We had our assignments prior to the 22nd. It was to be a routine escort with experienced riders. At the time, I didn't consider it an honor to be included
BOBBY JOE DALE, MOTORCYCLE 133 since I had been on VIP escorts several times in the past. To me it was just another assignment. That particular morning it was raining and everybody had on their rain gear, so it really didn't matter whether your boots were polished or shined. Everybody was either assigned to the escort or at Market Center whether you were working late nights, evenings, or whatever. We all assembled at the motorcycle shed at the police department downtown; those of us who were in the escort were to meet at Love Field at a particular time. We rode casually out to Love Field in groups of four or five together riding slowly since it was raining and we were being careful. While we were waiting in the restricted area at Love Field for the plane to arrive, it cleared off, the streets dried, and everybody came out of their rain gear.
Once we were assembled and the President was ready to go, we started the motorcade by going out a gate at the far end. At that time, we didn't know which route we were taking; we had three: right, straight, or left.
As we were leaving, the word came over the radio that we would use the particular route that went left. As soon as we heard that, we knew where we were going. That meant that we would hit Mockingbird at the entrance to Love Field, make a left and go up to Lemmon Avenue, then tum right to Cedar Springs, which then changes names to Turtle Creek, then Harwood to Main. They seemed to be concerned with the timing element in this motorcade more so than in others I had been in. Time was given continually over the radio to check the progress of the motorcade. We'd give a certain check point and time was given. We were held up a little as we got to Lemmon and Lorna Alto, and after this was cleared, we were told that we were running forty-five seconds to a minute behind, so we picked it up a little to be on schedule. There was no reason given for the concern about time but, in retrospect, probably what they were doing was trying to shuffle those with multiple assignments so they could cover those assignments.
Nothing was noteworthy about the motorcade; it was jovial and everybody seemed happy till we got to Lemmon and Lorna Alto. There the crowd was lining the sidewalks and seemed to move in, narrowing the street, creating congestion. People ran to the car to greet the President once it slowed down which created a
134 NO MORE SILENCE nuisance for us because we had a schedule to keep. It was about that time it dawned on me just how important he was. My particular assignment was behind the President...
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James W. Courson Larry Sneed University of North Texas Press Chapter View Citation
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JAMES W. COURSON Solo Motor cycle Officer Dallas Police Department "We were taught in the Marine Corps on the rifle range to count your shots, then on the police department the same thing on the pistol range: count your shots! That's one reason that I know there were three shots, and they probably came from the same gun..."
Jim Courson served in the Marine Corps during the Korean War and joined the Dallas Police Department after his discharge in 1954. Two years later, in 1956, he became a solo motorcycle officer and was assigned to escort the Kennedy motorcade on November 22, 1963. The Kennedy motorcade was much the same as many others which I had escorted. We went to work fairly early that morning and spent a lot of time getting our equipment shined and polished since we always wanted to look sharp on those escorts. At that time, we were riding Harley-Davidsons, which was a tradition with the police department. We were given our assignments that morning through our sergeant which had been coordinated between the Secret Service and the police department. It had been raining that morning, so we had to wear our yellow slicker rain gear out to the airport. Just as we pulled in to Love Field and just as the plane arrived, the sun came through making for a beautiful day. We then stripped off the rain gear and put them in our saddle bags.
128 NO MORE SILENCE After the President had met with many in the large crowd, we all left the airport, made a left tum on Mockingbird Lane, then a right on Lemmon Avenue. There were people scattered all along the route. In the early stages of the escort, they were not big crowds, but as the sirens were heard, businesses let their employees out and it appeared to be a good tum out. It was all fairly routine for us. The motorcycle officers were concerned with the traffic, with side streets and driveways, and making sure that no one ran out into the motorcade. Tactical officers and patrol officers were stationed at all the intersections including all railroad trestles and overpasses throughout the entire route. There was a lot of security out that day. No traffic was moving except for the motorcade. The motor jockeys in the escort were all experienced and were graduates of the Motorcycle Training School. When they got through with you, you were ready for just about anything. The newer, less experienced men were stationed further back in the escort. The ones in the front and around the President's car were the more experienced.
The route itself was fairly straight, with the exception of a few turns, and was designed for convenience and quickness. It would have been shorter and safer to have gone a more direct route between Love Field and the Trade Mart, but Kennedy wanted to be exposed to as many people as possible, so the route included the downtown area which was out of the way.
By the time we arrived in the downtown area at Harwood and Main, many of the City Hall employees and policemen came out to watch. On Main Street, the crowds were very heavy, three or four deep. All was going well until we had just made a right tum from Main onto Houston Street due to the limousine having to make the sharp left tum up ahead on Elm which slowed the motorcade. We had to stop, thus I was sitting on my motorcycle in the left lane on Houston looking more or less at the Book Depository.
That's when I heard the shots! I couldn't tell exactly from where the shots came because of the echo pattern, but there were three very distinct shots. The first two were fairly close together then there was more space between the second and third. I could tell that they came from
JAMES W. COURSON, MOTORCYCLE 129 one location, but really I was concentrating more on the President and seeing if they needed help up ahead. People near me were just astonished: there were surprised, shocked looks. They didn't know what had happened. I looked to my left and tried to see down across Dealey Plaza what was going on then sped to catch up with the President's car. At that point, we forgot about the rest of the escort; we were just concerned about the President. We had orders if...
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MARRION L. BAKER Solo Motor cycle Officer Dallas Police Department
"What attracted my attention was this huge bunch of pigeons that flew off; fifty to a hundred of them were flying off the top of this building. I just knew that it had to be close to them or they wouldn't be disturbed like that... "
Patrolman Baker was born in the small town of Blum located in Hill County, Texas. After moving to Dallas in 1940, Baker later graduated from W.H. Adamson High School, located in Oak Cliff only a few blocks from where Officer J.D. Tippit allegedly was slain by Oswald. Baker worked at a variety of jobs after high school, then joined the Dallas Police Department in 1954. After nearly two years in Radio Patrol, he joined the Solo Motorcycle Division and had ridden motorcycles for seven years prior to the Kennedy motorcade.
I think that morning we were already assigned locations when we arrived at headquarters. They didn't want anyone around the Presidential car, so they told us to follow in behind the news media. We didn't know whose instructions those were; it might have been from the Secret Service. I know Johnson didn't want anyone around him, especially a motorcycle officer. He never liked that motorcycle noise beside his car. In fact, he didn't like police anyway.
As we made it all the way from Love Field to downtown, it was a pretty routine motorcade till we got to Main and Houston, then we cut over north on Houston. Most of the front of the
124 NO MORE SILENCE motorcade had already turned west on Elm Street down toward the triple underpass. At the time, I was approximately 150 feet south of Elm Street traveling north on Houston on the right hand side of the street. Suddenly, I heard these three shots. It was my impression that they came directly in front of me and high. I just assumed that they came from the top of the Texas School Book Depository Building.
The shots were very distinct. The first two were pretty evenly spaced, and the last was a little bit closer. It was kind of BOOM! ... BOOM! ... BOOM! I wasn't sure what kind of gun it was. I just heard three distinct shots. What attracted my attention was this huge bunch of pigeons that flew off, fifty to a hundred of them were flying off the top of this building. I just knew that it had to be close to them or they wouldn't be disturbed like that.
I immediately rode to the corner of Houston and Elm and parked my motorcycle. At that time, there was just mass confusion down there. I remember one woman standing on the corner screaming, "Oh, they shot that man! Oh, they shot that man!" I didn't know what man they had shot. I was assuming.
So I ran into the building, and at that time, it seemed like everybody else was, too. Most of them that were standing in front of it were going into the Texas School Book Depository Building. When I got there, I asked which way were the stairs or the elevator, and this man stepped up and said, "Officer, come on! I'm the building supervisor." So he led us into the back, and we tried to get the elevators, the freight elevators. For some reason he couldn't get them down so he said, "Come on, we'll take the stairway!" So we started up the stairwell at the back. I later learned that this was Mr. [Roy] Truly. Mr. Truly was ahead of me.
As he had turned the corner and started on around toward the third floor stairwell, I happened to look over in front of me, and about twenty feet away there was a doorway with a small glass. I caught a movement behind the glass, so I went over, opened up the door, and saw this man standing approximately twenty feet in this next room. At that time, I didn't know if it was a coffee room or what. By this time, I had drawn my pistol on the first flight of stairs. I called to him, "Hey, you!," and he started turning around toward me. He didn't have
MAR RIO N L. B A K E R, MOT 0 R eye L E 125 time to respond; it was momentary. He didn't have time to say anything, and...
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https://www.nbcdfw.com/local/retired-dallas-police-officer-died-during-charity-event/1847007/
Retired Dallas Police Officer Died During Charity Event
Published December 8, 2008 • Updated on December 8, 2008 at 8:33 am
A longtime veteran of the Dallas Police Department died in a motorcycle accident over the weekend.
73-year-old Raymond Ross was taking part in the Santa Cops charity event in Mesquite Saturday when he lost control of the motorcycle he was riding and hit a curb at Big Town Boulevard and I-30.
Ross' grandson tells The Dallas Morning News the medical examiner is investigating whether a health crisis, such as a stroke or heart attack, caused the accident.
Ross was a 30 year veteran of the Dallas Police Department from February 1960 to July 1990.
The Dallas Morning News reports Ross was on duty on Nov. 22, 1963 when President John F. Kennedy was shot and was assigned to search boxcars for suspects in the rail yards near Dealey Plaza.
Ross was a member of Blue Knights, a motorcycle club of retired police officers.
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Ok, i am now thinking that it was Patrolman JC White that confronted Adams & Styles.
Duz anyone know of any other info re White's movements?
White's reference to a passing train is a mystery. Did a train pass soon after the shots. Has anyone any info?
I recall (photos) that White walked over & joined Officer Foster soon after the shots, ie before any train went throo.
White was a strange character, saw & heard nuthun (praps he was smarter than the others).
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Is there a rail there?
Mr. WHITE. *Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. How many people were on that overpass that day?
Mr. WHITE. On the same side I was on?
Mr. BALL. Yes.
Mr. WHITE. None.
Mr. BALL. None? Any people attempt to come up on the overpass around noon?
Mr. WHITE. Not on my side.
Mr. BALL. They did not?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Had you seen your partner send any people away from the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. You had certain instructions, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What were they?
Mr. WHITE. Not to let any unauthorized personnel on top of the overpass.
Mr. BALL. Now, you did permit some people to stay on the overpass, didn’t you?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Who were they?
Mr. WHJJ~E. Workers of the railroad company.
Mr. BALL. Were they people you knew?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Well, how did you know they were workers with the railroad company?
Mr. WHITE. Majority of them were there when we got there, working on the rails.
Mr. BALL. And you let them stay there?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. Did you see the President’s car come into sight?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir; ilrst time I saw it it has passed, passed under the triple underpass.
Mr. BALL. You were too far away to see it, were you?
Mr. WHITE. There was a freight train traveling. There was a train passing between the location I was standing and the area from which the procession was traveling, and-a big long freight train, and I did not see it.
Mr. BALL. You didn’t see the procession?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BALL. Before the train went by, did you see some railroad personnel over on the-would it be the---
Mr. WHITE. East side?
Mr. BALL. East side of the overpass?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. B~L. How many people?
Mr. WHITE. About 10, approximately. I didn’t count them.
Mr. BALL. Did you hear any shots?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Mr. BUL. Didn’t?
Mr. WHI’IIL No, sir.
Mr. BALL. First time you saw the President’s car it was going underneath?
Mr. WHITE. Yes, sir.
Mr. BALL. What did you do after that?
Mr. WHITE. As soon as the train passed I went over and on the northwest side of the Depository Building.
On the northwest side of the book store up there with the rest of the ofseers and after about 30 minutes they told me to go out and work tra5c at Main and Houston, and I stood out there and worked tra5c.
Mr. BALL. All right, now, you heard no sound of no rifle fire or anything?
Mr. WHITE. No, sir.
Here below is an aerial of a similar train filling the whole photo from left to right.
Notice that there is a bunch of low flat-bed cars on the TUP.
Dunno whether the train was going N or S.
Photo was late Fri 22nov1963.
(https://i.postimg.cc/ZqQfGhBH/train-white-foster-murphy-hoffman.jpg)
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Patrolman Haygood, after running up to the TUP, then did sentry duty for a while at the Houston Dock,
probly after Barnett did sentry duty at the dock,
& probly before Mooney & Co did sentry duty at the dock.
Haygood would have had his Harley with him. But he was not mentioned by Romack (who was standing north of the dock for say 45 minutes after the shots).
Mr. HAYGOOD. “I talked to a guy at the scene who says the shots were fired from the Texas School Book Depository Building with the Hertz Rent A Car sign on top.”
Mr. BELIN. Is that what you said?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Approximately. I don’t recall the exact words.
Mr. BELIN. There was a response to you. What does it say there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. “Get his name. address, phone number and all information you can.”
Mr. BELIN. Did you do that?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No, I never.
Mr. BELIN. What happened?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Because I was told to go to the School Book Depository Building. I instructed the three different people to come to the front of the School Book Depository Building and remain there until they were talked to.
Mr. BELIN. You took these people that you had with you?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I did not take them, no.
Mr. BELIN. You instructed them to go there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. In front of the School Book Depository?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. And remain there until someone talked to them?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Right.
Mr. BELIN. You don’t know the names of these people?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No, I don’t.
Mr. BELIN. Do you know who talked to them at all?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No; I don’t.
Mr. BFLIN. What did you do then?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time I went to the School Building at the rear location of it, which would be
Mr. BELIN. To the back door?
Mr. HAYOOOD. North side of it, yes.
Mr. BELIN. Where that door leads out there to the dock?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes; on the northeast corner there.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do then?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time I talked to the colored male that was standing at the door and asked him how long he had been there, and he said he had been there some 5 minutes or so. And I asked him if anyone had came out that door, and he said that they had not.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember his name?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No; I don’t.
Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time, it was people, squads and all arriving at the scene, and I went on into the building, which they stayed outside, and helped them search the building.
Mr. BELIN. Anything else?
Mr. HAYGOOD. That is about all.
Mr. BELIN. Did you search the building on the sixth floor or not?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
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TESTIMONY OF CLYDE A. HAYGOOD
Testimony of Clyde A. Haygood was taken at 9:13 a.m., on April 9, 1964, in the office of the U.S. attorney, 301 Post Office Building, Bryan and Ervay Streets, Dallas, Tex., by Mr. David W. Belin, assistant counsel of the President’s Commission.
Mr. BELIN. Would you stand and raise your right hand. Do you solemnly swear that the testimony you are about to give will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I do.
Mr. BELIN. Would you please state your name.
Mr. HAYGOOD. Clyde A. Haygood.
Mr. BELIN. What is your occupation?
Mr. HAY~OOD. Dallas police officer, solo motorcycle section.
Mr. BELIN. How old are you?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Thirty-two.
Mr. BELIN. Born in Texas?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Go to school here in Texas?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. How far did you get through school?
Mr. HAYQ~~D. Finished high school.
Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Went into the service.
Mr. BELIN. What branch?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Air Force.
Mr. BELIN. How long?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Four years to the day.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do in the Air Force, generally?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Ground crew chief, flight engineer.
Mr. BELIN. Do you have an honorable discharge?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do when you got out of the Air Force?
Mr. HAYCJOOD. Went to work for the Dallas Police Department.
Mr. BELIN. What year was that?
Mr. HAYGOOD. 1955.
Mr. BELIN. You have been with them ever since?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Other than 11 months in which I left the department.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do in that 11 months?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Went into a business of my own.
Mr. BELIN. Then went back to the department?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes, sir.
Mr. BELIN. Were you on duty on November 22,1963?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
ik. BELIN. What was your assignment that day?
Mr. HAYBOOD. Solo motorcycle officer on escort of the Presidential motorcade.
Mr. BELIN. You started with the motorcade at Love Field?
Mr. HAYOOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Went through town with him?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Where were you riding as you went through town?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Riding to the right rear of the Presidential car.
Mr. BELIN. How many cars back, if you remember?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Well, it varied. It would be hard to say as to how many cars back.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember whether Officer M. L. Baker was riding?
Mr. HAYGOOD. He was riding in front of me.
MR. BELIN. So you would be riding several cars back, generally, from the President’s car, is that correct?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Did you hear any shots at all?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Where were you when you heard the shots?
Mr. HAYQOOD. I was on Main Street just approaching Houston Street.
Mr. BELIN. How many shots did you hear?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Three.
Mr. BEXIN. Were the three spaced equally distant?
Mr. HAYIXXD. No.
Mr. BELIN. Go ahead.
Mr. HAYQOOD. No.
Mr. BELIN. Was one more close than the other one?
Mr. HAYGOOD. The last two were closer than the first. In other words, it was the first, and then a pause, and then the other two were real close.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do after you heard the sounds?
Mr. HAYQOOD. I made the shift down to lower gear and went on to the scene of the shooting.
Mr. BELIN. What do you mean by the scene of the shooting?
Mr. HAYG~~D. There on Main Street.
Mr. BELIN. On Main Street?
Mr. HAYGIOOD. I am sorry, on Elm Street.
Mr. BELIN. What position of Eim Street?
Mr. HAYG~~D. Be just west of Houston Street.
Mr. BELIN. By the scene of the shooting, do you mean the place where you believed the President’s car was when the bullets struck?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do when you got there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. When I first got to the location there, I was still on Houston Street, and in the process of making a left turn onto Elm Street I could see all these people laying on the ground there on Elm. Some of them were pointing back up to the railroad Yard, and a couple of people were headed back up that way, and I immediately tried to jump the north curb there in the 400 block, which was too high for me to get over.
Mr. BELIN. You mean with your motorcycle?
Mr. H~YG~~D. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. All right.
Mr. HAYGOOD. And I left my motor on the street and ran to the railroad yard.
Mr. BELIN. Now when you ran to the railroad yard, would that be north or south of Elm?
Mr. HAYGOOD. The railroad yard would be located at the-it consist of going over Elm Street and back north of Elm Street.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do when you got there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Well, there was nothing. There was quite a few people in the area, spectators, and at that time I went back to my motorcycle-it was on the street-to the radio.
Mr. BELIN. Did you see any people running away from there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No. They was all going to it.
Mr. BELIN. Did you talk to any people over there or not?
Mr. HAYGOOD. In the railroad yard, I talked to one of the people I presumed to be a railroad detective that was in the yard.
Mr. BELIN. Had he been in the yard before or not?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No. He was just coming into the area after I was.
Mr. BELIN. He was coming into the area after the shooting?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BEZIN. Did he say anything to you, that you remember?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Nothing that I remember.
Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYIXKXL I went back to my motorcycle, which was sitting on Elm St,reet.
Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time some people came up and started talking to me as to the shooting.
Mr. BELIN. What did they say?
Mr. HAYGOOD. One stated that he had seen the President when the first
shot was fired, and that he definitely was hit.
Mr. BEIJN. Did he say where the shot came from?
Mr. HAYGO~D. And I asked him about where the shots came from, and he stated that he didn’t know, that he was looking at him when the first shot was fired, and that he slumped. And when the second shot was fired, he went completely out of sight.
Mr. BELIN. You talked to any other witnesses there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes. There was another one came up who was located, at the time he stated, on the south side of Elm Street back toward the triple underpass. Back, well, it would be north of the underpass there, and said he had gotten hit by a piece of concrete or something, and he did have a slight cut on his right cheek, upper portion of his cheek just to the right of his nose.
Mr. BELIN. Would he have been to the front or to the back of the Presidential car at the time of the shot?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I don’t know what you mean to the front or the back.
Mr. BELIN. When he was standing, was he to the west or to the east of the President’s car at the time of the shooting?
Mr. HAYGOOD. He would be to the south of it and then west.
Mr. BELIN. Southwest of it?
Mr. HAYCJOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Talk to anyone else?
Mr. HAYGOOD. And at that time, approximately, well, I was talking to him at the time this other man came up and told me that he didn’t know what it was about, but he was quite sure the shot had come from this building there which he pointed out to be the Texas School Book Depository Building.
Mr. BELIN. Did he say why?
Mr. HAYGOOD. He said when the Erst shot was fired he glanced back and there was something in the building, he couldn’t determine what it was, but it was just something there that he rouldn’t explain, but he was definite that the shots did come from there. And after talking to him and the man that was on the other side that complained he was hit by a piece of concrete from the ricochet at that time, I called the dispatcher and asked for squads to cover the Texas School Book Depository Building off.
Mr. BELIE. Do you remember what your number was that day?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Beg your pardon?
Mr. BELIE. Do you remember what number you used for calling the dispatcher that day?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes. My original call number is 142.
Mr. BELIN. I have here a Sawyer Deposition Exhibit A, which appears to be a transcript of a police radio log, and I notice that at 12:X5 p.m., there is a call from 142 to 531. 531 is your station headquarters?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Right.
Mr. BELIN. Do you want to read what you said?
Mr. HAYGOOD. “I talked to a guy at the scene who says the shots were fired from the Texas School Book Depository Building with the Hertz Rent A Car sign on top.”
Mr. BELIN. Is that what you said?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Approximately. I don’t recall the exact words.
Mr. BELIN. There was a response to you. What does it say there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. “Get his name. address, phone number and all information you can.”
Mr. BFLIN. Did you do that?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No, I never.
Mr. BELIN. What happened?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Because I was told to go to the School Book Depository Building. I instructed the three different people to come to the front of the School Book Depository Building and remain there until they were talked to.
’ Mr. BELIN. You took these people that you had with you?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I did not take them, no.
Mr. BELIN. You instructed them to go there?
Mr. HAYWARD. Yes.
Mr. BEZIN. In front of the School Book Depository?
Mr. HAYWARD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. And remain there until someone talked to them?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Right.
Mr. BELIN. You don’t know the names of these people?
Mr. HAYGC~D. No, I don’t.
Mr. BELIN. Do you know who talked to them at all?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No; I don’t.
Mr. BFZIN. What did you do then?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time I went to the School Building at the rear location of it, which would be
Mr. BELIN. To the back door?
Mr. HAYOOOD. North side of it, yes.
Mr. BELIN. Where that door leads out there to the dock?
Mr. HAYCXJ~D. Yes; on the northeast corner there.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do then?
Mr. HAYOOOD. At that time I talked to the colored male that was standing at the door and asked him how long he had been there, and he said he had been there some 5 minutes or so. And I asked him if anyone had came out that door, and he said that they had not.
Mr. BELXN. Do you remember his name?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No; I don’t.
Mr. B~LIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time, it was people, squads and all arriving at the scene, and I went on into the building, which they stayed outside, and helped them search the building.
Mr. BELIN. Anything else?
Mr. HAYOOOD. That is about all.
Mr. BEXIN. Did you search the building on the sixth floor or not?
Mr. HAYOOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Were you there when they found the rifle?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Were you there when they found the shells?
Mr. HAYG~~D. Yes.
Mr. BELIP*‘. Where were you when the shells were found?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I was on the sixth floor when the shells were found. I was still on the sixth when they found the rifle-on the fifth.
Mr. BELIK. On the fifth?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Sixth floor, rather, I am sorry.
Mr. BELIN. Where on the sixth floor were you when the shells were found?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I don’t recall just exactly where it was at. It was on the floor there, though. It was just a big open floor.
Mr. BELIN. Do you mean they were somewhere on that open floor?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Did you hear someone say they have shells, something like that?
Mr. HAYG~~D. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember who that was?
Mr. HAYQOOD. No; I don’t.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do then?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Went up to another location there.
Mr. BFZLIN. You saw some shells there?
Mr. ~YGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Where did you see them?
Mr. HAYGIOOD. They were there under the window.
Mr. BELIN. Which window?
Mr. HAYOOOD. On the southeast corner.
Mr. BELIN. South side or east side?
Mr. HAYG~~D. On the southeast corner facing south.
Mr. BELIN. See any paper bags or anything around there?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Yes ; there was a lunch bag there. You could call it a lunch bag.
Mr. BEZLIN. Where was that?
Mr. HAYQOOD. There at the same location where the shells were.
Mr. BELIN. Was there a coke bottle or anything with it?
Mr. HAYQOOD. Dr. Pepper bottle.
Mr. BELIN. See any long bags which would be a foot or foot and a half or more long?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes; just a plain brown paper bag with tape in the corner.
Mr. BELIN. What, tape?
Mr. HAYG~~D. Yes; there was just brown paper tape on it. Just a brown paper bag with paper tape. It had been taped up.
Mr. BELIN. How long was that, if you can remember?
Mr. HAYGOOD. The exact length, I couldn’t say. It was approximately rifle length.
Mr. B&IN. Would this have been right under the window, or to the east or west of the window, if you remember?
Mr. HAYG~~D. As I remember, it was directly in the corner, in the southeast corner.
Mr. BELIN. Well, as you remember, was the window directly in the southeast corner, or was the window a little bit to the west of that corner, if you remember?
Mr. HAYQ~~D. The window at that location faces south, on the southeast corner.
Mr. BELIN. About how far from the east corner of the building is the window?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Well, it is just approximately like that, and then the corner here. Like the window would be there, and then it would be a corner.
Mr. BELXN. As far as the window in this room from that corner [indicating in room] ?
Mr. Havsoon I wouldn’t even attempt to say the approximate distance of the window from the corner. I don’t know.
Mr. BEI.IN. Well, if you don’t know, that is what I want to find out.
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Was the bag right under the window?
Mr. HAYGOOD. It was in the corner.
Mr. RELIN. Not under the window?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No: it was in the corner of the building, the southeast *corner.
Mr. BELIN. Anything else you noticed up there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. That is all.
Mr. BELIN. Now, where were you when you saw the-when you heard a rifle had been found?
Mr. HAY~OOD. On the floor there, best as I can remember, and I went to that same location as the other one, just like I stated on the other one where the shells was found.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember where that rifle was found, roughly, or not?
Mr. HAYGOOD. It was in a row of books back on the opposite corner. Be on
the west side of the building, back to the northwest corner.
Mr. BELIN. All right, anything else you remember while you were there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No.
Mr. BELIN. What did you do after that, after the rifle was found?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Well, it still wasn’t determined whether the assailant wasn’t still in the building even at that time, even after the rifle was found, and the search was continued in the building for a while after that.
Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do?
Mr. HAYGOOD. At that time after that I went to the street, went downstairs to the street.
Mr. BELIN. Did you participate in any other investigation that day?
Mr. HAYQOOD. No.
Mr. BELIN. What about on Saturday?
Mr. HAYWARD. On Saturday I was on my way to Colorado.
Mr. BELIN. So you weren’t around on Sunday either?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No. On Sunday when the other shooting was taking place, I was knee deep in snow in Colorado.
Mr. BELIN. Is there any other information you can think of, whether I have asked it or not, that in any way would be relevant to the assassination of the President or the shooting of Officer Tippit?
Mr. HAYOOOD. No, nothing; I was out of town.
Mr. BELIN. All right, sir. We thank you very much for your cooperation here. You have an opportunity, if you want to come down and read this deposition and sign it before it goes to Washington, or you can waive the reading and signing of it and just have the court reporter send it directly to us, whatever you want to do?
Mr. HAYGOOD. It makes no difference.
Mr. BELIN. It makes no difference to us either.
Mr. HAYGOOD. Just waive the signing. I don’t know when I can get back over here.
(Officer Haygood was summoned back in a few minutes from across the street at the Republic National Bank Building to answer the following question.)
Mr. BELIN. Officer Haygood, I will continue your deposition with one more question, if you would, and you are still under oath. You mentioned in your sworn deposition that you talked to about two people that you saw, and you pointed it out in your transmission at 12:35 p.m., under your Call So. 142. Is that correct?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Right.
Mr. BELIN. I notice on there another transmission at 12:37 p.m. Could you read what the transcript has there.
Mr. HAYGOOD. Well, this part of the deposition I covered it a while ago but I gare JTNI, is when I called to have the Tex!s Srhool Book Depository covered there. That is one of the witnesses I had that believed the shot came from that location.
Mr. BELIIN. Could you read what you said there?
Mr. HAYGOOD. It says, “Get men to cover the building, Texas School Book Depository, believe the shots came from there, facing it on Elm Street looking at the building it will he the second window from the end in the upper right hand corner.”
Mr. BELIN. Did you say that?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Yes.
Mr. BELIN. Then the transmission made to you, 531 to 142 calling, “How many do you have there?” And you made a response which is?
Mr. HAYGOOD. “One guy possibly hit by a ricochet off the concrete and another seen the President slump.”
Mr. BELIN. Were there two more people in addition to the one that you saw?
Mr. HAYGOOD. They are still the same people I was referring to back on the transmission that I made.
Mr. BELIN. How many different people did you talk to? One that was possibly hit by a ricochet?
Mr. HAYG~~D. Piece of concrete.
Mr. BELIN. Was he the one that saw the President slump?
Mr. HAYG~~D. No.
Mr. BELIN. Was there someone that saw the President slump, and a third stated it was from the second window from the end in the upper right-hand rot-tier ?
Mr. HAYGOOD. I don’t recall how many it was. There was quite a chaos there at that time.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember if there were two or more than two?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No, sir.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember anything about the description of the man that said that the shot came from the second window from the end in the upper right-hand corner?
Mr. HAYGOOD. No.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember if he was white or Negro?
Mr. HAYGOOD. He was a white man.
Mr. BELIN. Man or woman?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Man.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember whether he was young or medium or old?
Mr. HAYGOOD. That would be a guess on my part. I don’t recall. He was just a medium age.
Mr. BELIN. Do you remember if he was dressed in a suit or not a suit?
Mr. HAYGOOD. Best I remember, just sports clothes. I mean, it consisted of no tie or coat.
Mr. BELIN. Okay, tbank you, sir.
A burial service and Holy Eucharist will be held for Clyde A. Haygood, age 83, of Sulphur Springs, Texas at 2:00 p.m., April 2, 2015, at St. Philips’s Episcopal Church ................. Clyde was born October 12, 1931 in Dallas County, Texas, to William A. and Lillian V. (Sewell) Haygood. Clyde enlisted in the U.S. Air force in 1950. After returning from the Air Force he joined the Dallas Police Department where he met love of his life, Evelyn Ponder. They married on November 4, 1955. He served for 23 years with the Dallas Police Department. First as a patrolman in the Traffic Division, then as a motorcycle officer for 13 years. He was one of the last surviving members of the officers in the motorcade when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated on November 23, 1963. He testified before the Warren Commissions. A picture of Clyde is on display in the Museum in the School Book Depository Building. He transferred to the Homicide Division and retired as a Homicide Investigator. After retirement from the Dallas Police Department, he went into the dairy business for several years. Upon Evelyn’s retirement from the Episcopal Diocese of Dallas, they enjoyed many years of travel. He is survived by his wife Evelyn and ................
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Here is a screenprint from Darnell. We see a plainclothes officer & a motorcycle officer & i think a sergeant.
The area near the NW corner of the TSBD is in the far background.
I dont know when this happened. Praps it was say 5 minutes after the shots.
I dont think that anyone here is Haygood or Foster or White, but the plainclothes officer might be Mooney.
A few seconds later Darnell pans to the right & we can see the TSBD itself.
We can see that there are no people/officers very near the NW cnr of the TSBD.
There does appear to be a civilian man walking east through that area.
And we can't see anyone near the Houston Dock (eg Romack)(or Haygood)(or anyone else). However the footage is very blurry.
Sam Pate has either not yet arrived at the dock, or, his Cadillac is hidden behind the dock (ie the Cadillac was i think parallel parked kerbside in Houston south of the rail tracks)(hidden by the dock structure in the footage).
Worrell has probly not yet run north along Houston & then east across Houston, near the Houston Dock.
And Vickie Adams & Sandra Styles have by this time passed throo, & are i suppose near the front door of the TSBD.
Shelley & Lovelady are i suppose standing about 20 yd behind Darnell. If they have not yet returned to the TSBD.
(https://i.postimg.cc/VNwRWDbs/darnell-film-near-NW-cnr-of-TSBD.jpg)
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Here is a screenprint from Darnell. We see a plainclothes officer & a motorcycle officer & i think a sergeant.
The area near the NW corner of the TSBD is in the far background.
I dont know when this happened. Praps it was say 5 minutes after the shots.
I dont think that anyone here is Haygood or Foster or White, but the plainclothes officer might be Mooney.
A few seconds later Darnell pans to the right & we can see the TSBD itself.
We can see that there are no people/officers very near the NW cnr of the TSBD.
There does appear to be a civilian man walking east through that area.
And we can't see anyone near the Houston Dock (eg Romack)(or Haygood)(or anyone else). However the footage is very blurry.
Sam Pate has either not yet arrived at the dock, or, his Cadillac is hidden behind the dock (ie the Cadillac was i think parallel parked kerbside in Houston south of the rail tracks)(hidden by the dock structure in the footage).
Worrell has probly not yet run north along Houston & then east across Houston, near the Houston Dock.
And Vickie Adams & Sandra Styles have by this time passed throo, & are i suppose near the front door of the TSBD.
Shelley & Lovelady are i suppose standing about 20 yd behind Darnell. If they have not yet returned to the TSBD.
(https://i.postimg.cc/VNwRWDbs/darnell-film-near-NW-cnr-of-TSBD.jpg)
The officer in the center is wearing boots and a helmet. That makes him a motorcycle officer, and the only one of those in the railyard at the time was Haygood. The only Sergeant in Dealey Plaza at this point was Harkness, so he has to be the officer to the right.
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The officer in the center is wearing boots and a helmet. That makes him a motorcycle officer, and the only one of those in the railyard at the time was Haygood. The only Sergeant in Dealey Plaza at this point was Harkness, so he has to be the officer to the right.
Harkness looks a lot like Foster, but Foster (photo below) did not have a pistol on his left side.
(https://i.postimg.cc/d1bVb2gh/foster-chapman-facebook.jpg)