Mr. Liebeler. What time of day did you go out there?
Dr. Wood. I was listening to the Southwest Conference football game. My boy kept asking me to "Hurry, daddy, I want to go to try my scope out on my gun," and I listened to half of the game. I presume when we got out there it was around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. At the rifle range, I am not definite, but it was between 3 and 5. We left before 5.
Mr. Liebeler. Left the range before 5?
Dr. Wood. Yes, sir.
Mr. Liebeler. Did you get an opportunity to finish listening to the game?
Dr. Wood. No; we didn't hear any more of the game.
Mr. Liebeler. Tell us what happened after you arrived at the range?
Dr. Wood. Well, the range was pretty busy because it was just before deer season and most of the fellows out there was sighting in their scope, and we waited a short while to get a place for my boy to sit down to sight in his scope. Then when he did—now do you want me to start here with Oswald?
Mr. Liebeler. I want you tell me just what happened.
Dr. Wood. Okay. My boy was shooting his rifle, and there was a fellow sitting to his right. I thought it was an offbrand gun. It wasn't shooting like the other rifles there. When he would fire the rifle, at the end of the barrel there would be a ball of fire coming out at the end of the barrel, and that is what attracted my attention to this fellow.