Mr. Stern. What did you then do?
Mr. Holland. Well, immediately after the shots was fired, I run around the end of this overpass, behind the fence to see if I could see anyone up there behind the fence.
Mr. Stern. That is the picket fence?
Mr. Holland. That is the picket fence.
Mr. Stern. On the north side of Elm Street?
Mr. Holland. Of course, this was this sea of cars in there and it was just a big—it wasn't an inch in there that wasn't automobiles and I couldn't see up in that corner. I ran on up to the corner of this fence behind the building. By the time I got there there were 12 or 15 policemen and plainclothesmen, and we looked for empty shells around there for quite a while, and I left because I had to get back to the office. I didn't give anyone my name. No one—didn't anyone ask for it, and it wasn't but an hour or so until the deputy sheriff came down to the office and took me back up to the courthouse.
Mr. Stern. Did he know you personally?
Mr. Holland. No, no; he had to find me and find where I was. He didn't know me, and I don't know who told me they wanted me over at the courthouse, so, I went back up there with him and made out the statement, and made—made out the statement before they found out the results on the shots, or before that Oswald had even shot that policeman.
I was making out the statement before that, so, it was immediately after the motorcade had passed through there.
Mr Stern. What was your impression about the source of these noises, if you had one?