Mr. Ball. Right in there?
Mr. Frazier. To be frank with you, I say, shadow from the roof there knocked the sun from out our eyes, you wouldn't have any glare in the eyes standing there.
Mr. Ball. There was a roof over your head, was there?
Mr. Frazier. Right.
Mr. Ball. Did you stand there for 30 minutes or—tell us how long you stayed there?
Mr. Frazier. Well, I stood there until the parade come by.
Mr. Ball. Did you see the President go by?
Mr. Frazier. Yes, sir; I did.
Mr. Ball. Did you hear anything?
Mr. Frazier. Well, I say, just right after he went by he hadn't hardly got by, I heard a sound and if you have ever been around motorcycles you know how they backfire, and so I thought one of them motorcycles backfired because right before his car came down, now there were several of these motorcycle policemen, and they took off down toward the underpass down there, and so I thought, you know, that one of them motorcycles backfired, but it wasn't just a few seconds that, you know, I heard two more of the same type of, you know, sounds, and by that time people was running everywhere, and falling down and screaming, and naturally then I knew something was wrong, and so I come to the conclusion somebody else, somebody was shooting at somebody and I figured it was him.