Mr. Armstrong. It must have been about 12:15—12:20, or something like that, because when I got downtown I could see portions of the parade, you know, like I got off of the bus at Main and Field—at Main and Akard, I’m sorry, which is the usual stop, I always get off at Main and Akard, and further down you could see portions of the parade, but I felt that I had missed the parade—I didn’t realize that I had missed the parade until I was in the barber shop and thought, well, maybe I’ll get downtown, I said to myself, and I will see some portion of it, but when I got downtown I was surprised to see that the parade had already moved forward—further down.
Mr. Hubert. Just for the record, what barber shop did you go to?
Mr. Armstrong. Moore’s Barber Shop on Scyene Road. I got to the club——
Mr. Hubert. Now, before you get to that, wasn’t it your job to see that the beer was kept on ice?
Mr. Armstrong. Right.
Mr. Hubert. And how often did you check that?
Mr. Armstrong. Every day.
Mr. Hubert. And when did you do it?
Mr. Armstrong. That’s the first thing I did.
Mr. Hubert. When you came in in the morning?