Until somebody stands on the Glover Perch and films Toward/Down Elm St in order to replicate Glover's LOS, everybody is just flat-out guessing.
Those who are flat-out guessing, of course, include Toni.
As I re-read my earlier posts on this thread, I am struck by one thing: They are spot on. A tad harsh, perhaps (for which I apologized to Toni in a PM with no response), but otherwise DEAD SPOT ON.
I would venture a guess that, if photos of the scene were not extant, Toni could not even tell you what she was wearing. No way, Jose. What was I wearing on the day of the JFKA, the day I proposed to my wife, the day some punk rearended my GTO at 40 mph, or the day I was admitted to the bar? I have NO idea, not the faintest recollection. Maybe I was wearing my favorite blue coat! Yes, I think perhaps I was, on all four occasions.
But now, "Toni's recollection of the limo being out of sight before the first shot" is DEFINITIVE, I tell ya. It "rules out a first shot before Z180," I tell ya. RULES IT OUT, I tell ya.
Toni's memory of the position of the limo and her perception of the first shot are LOCKED IN, I tell ya. In fact, Toni's memory is probably better than Zapruder's film!
This is simply absurd. Can you really not see this? The recollections of a 73-year-old woman of roughly ten seconds of her life at age 11 are being used to prop up your conspiracy theories. What, hello? And said woman "just happens" do be publishing a book that would have minimal publishing or sales prospects if the theme were simply "Someone pointed out to me years later that I'm the kid in a blue coat standing on a pedestal in front of the TSBD, but I have only the vaguest recollection of being there."
