Mr. Liebeler. That just almost defies ordinary human experience; doesn't it?
Mrs. Whitworth. Yes.
Mr. Liebeler. Wouldn't you say that—usually?
Mrs. Whitworth. No; I never had anything like that. They usually agree or disagree and they usually exchange a few words.
Mr. Liebeler. Yes; they usually exchange a few words.
Mrs. Whitworth. No; I never had an occasion like that—that's the reason it stood out to me like that more than anything else. I have waited on a lot of people in 10 years and I have had an awful lot of people come in my store. Some of them I would recognize and some of them I wouldn't, but that incident just stood out and after all of this—you just knew it was them.
Mr. Liebeler. Would it refresh your recollection if I suggested that Oswald, or this man that came into the store, was looking for a plunger—did he tell you what he was looking for, that he was looking for a plunger?
Mrs. Whitworth. It might have been a plunger. Like I say, I don't know a thing in the world about guns. It could have been a plunger. We have discussed that since then and I have never said what it was that he was looking for—whatever he had—he had in his hands. I mean, he had something in his hand.
Mr. Liebeler. Where were you standing in the store when he walked out and they got in the car?
Mrs. Whitworth. I believe I walked back up to where my cash—in my cash stand and it hit me about right here and I could lean on it and my candy stand—I would have had to walk around another bar to have gotten to the candy because I couldn't reach over and get it and I was standing right like this and I was looking down on them and this bar hit me about right here [indicating].