Mrs. Oswald. They showed it to me—yes, sir.
Mr. Rankin. Have you ever seen that picture since?
Mrs. Oswald. On a Wednesday—Lee was shot on a Sunday—neither Marina nor I knew how he was shot. They kept it from us. You have to visualize this.
We were at the Six Flags with approximately 18 to 20 FBI agents, Secret Service men running in and out, a woman with a Russian girl and two sick babies, and the girl and I do not know what is going on.
Mr. Rankin. When you had gotten over to the Six Flags, you must have skipped something there—you were in the Executive Inn before.
Mrs. Oswald. Yes. I was going to make a point about letting you know why I didn't know.
Mr. Rankin. All right.
Mrs. Oswald. All right—let's go back to the Executive Inn.
So that night I was very upset and very worried. I realized that we were there alone. And we were not going to go in town, into Dallas. I wasn't going to take this Russian girl and the two babies. And the babies were all chapped. We had no diapers. We were not prepared for this. And it was hectic, gentlemen.
So all night long I am wondering how can I get in touch with Robert, what can I do.