Mr. Liebeler. Did he seem to have any kind of mechanical proficiency at all? I mean, could you tell? Did he seem to know his way around machines?
Mr. Le Blanc. It didn't look like he had. I think—I mean I don't know—I think he had that in his application, that he was mechanically inclined, but it didn't show up that way.
Mr. Liebeler. Did you have any other conversations with Oswald that you can remember?
Mr. Le Blanc. No; I tell you, he was a boy of very few words. He would walk past you and wouldn't even ask how you are doing, or come and talk, like a lot of us, we would stop and maybe pass a few jokes or just talk a little with each other, but him—I think it was 3 months that he was with us—still, I think if he said 100 words to me, it was plenty, because even when I was breaking him in he wasn't the type boy that would ask you different things about the machines. I was doing all the talking and he was just looking.
Mr. Liebeler. Did these absences of his occur pretty much all the time, or did it get worse as he stayed there?
Mr. Le Blanc. Well, toward the last it begin to get pretty regular, and that is when I think they decided to let him go. And another thing I recall: He had this habit, every time he would walk past you he would just [demonstrating] just like a kid playing cowboys or something—you know, he used his finger like a gun. He would go, "Pow!" and I used to look at him, and I said, "Boy, what a crackpot this guy is!"
Mr. Liebeler. That is what you thought?
Mr. Le Blanc. Yes. Right off the bat I said, "This is a crackpot"; right off.
Mr. Liebeler. Did he seem to just use his fingers like that, as a gun, as a joke, you mean, or——
Mr. Le Blanc. Well, I didn't know what to think of it, you know, because he—on quite a number of times he would do that, you know. If you would walk past him, he would do that.