Mr. Belin. Could you describe Lee Harvey Oswald at all? What kind of a person was he?
Mr. Johnson. Well, he was nice enough, I'd say, as a roomer because he always kept his room nice and he was very well-behaved. He didn't—uh—talk to anyone. He might speak to you when he came in and he might not. I suppose it was according to the mood he was in, or something, I never did think too much about it—because—uh—we have so many roomers anyway that I don't pay too much attention.
Mr. Belin. Did he drink at all?
Mr. Johnson. Not that I know of. I don't—if he ever did drink a bottle of beer, I never did know it; never did smell it, or anything.
Mr. Belin. Did he smoke cigarettes—do you know?
Mr. Johnson. I don't remember.
Mr. Belin. Do you remember if he was right-handed or left-handed?
Mr. Johnson. [Pausing before reply] No.
Mr. Belin. Did he stay out late at night or was he generally home relatively early in the evening?
Mr. Johnson. He was home—uh—usually right after work and just—uh—I suppose he'd go out and eat or maybe to the washateria or somewhere like that. If he was ever gone any other than this—the night before the assassination, I didn't know it. It was after we had already gone to bed, if he did leave.