Mr. Crafard. It had been, this was Christmastime.
Mr. Griffin. That is when the woman in Cuba, Mo., had seen her?
Mr. Crafard. That was the last time.
Mr. Griffin. Were the children still with the woman in Cuba, Mo.
Mr. Crafard. No; the children was with my wife; she had the children.
Mr. Griffin. But you didn’t contact her brother?
Mr. Crafard. No; I tried to, but I couldn’t find out. Didn’t know where he was living or had no way of getting in touch with him.
Mr. Griffin. Had he moved from the last time?
Mr. Crafard. The last I knew where he was at he was working on a ranch, and I never could get ahold of the ranch. Nobody had ever heard of it out around Carrollton, and nobody had ever heard of the place. I knew he was there because I had been out there with him when he got the job, but I didn’t have any transportation, so I had no way of going out there.
Mr. Griffin. Well, you thought she was in the Dallas area. Where specifically in the Dallas area did you have in mind?