Mr. Specter. Were they crumpled up in any way?
Mr. Jimison. Well, there was a possibility it was strictly—a tragic day.
Mr. Specter. It was what?
Mr. Jimison. It was a tragic day.
Mr. Specter. Right, and everybody was a little shook up on account of it?
Mr. Jimison. We didn't look too close.
Mr. Specter. Was there anything else on the stretcher?
Mr. Jimison. I never noticed anything else at all.
Mr. Specter. Could there have been some empty packets of hypodermic needles or an alcohol sponge?
Mr. Jimison. There could have been.