Mr. Hubert. At approximately what time did you see him, sir?
Mr. Slaughter. Approximately 10:05 a.m.
Mr. Hubert. Now, you are fixing that time very accurately, and I want to ask you how you do so?
Mr. Slaughter. Mr. Evans had just returned from a Catholic church in Oak Cliff, stating that he thought there was a 10 o’clock mass; however, there was none, so he returned to our apartment approximately at 10 o’clock a.m. I had just gotten up when he came in the apartment.
Mr. Hubert. That’s Evans you are talking about?
Mr. Slaughter. When Evans came in the apartment, I spoke to him and asked him what happened. He replied there was no mass at 10 a.m. He had decided to go to 11 o’clock mass. I went out in the kitchen and put on the coffee pot. Then I asked Evans how was the weather? He said, “Rather windy.” So, as was my custom, I walked out on the balcony just for my own information to see what the weather was like. It is approximately 50 feet to the railing where I would look down the freeway, and as I walked out the door toward this railing, I met Jack Ruby.
Mr. Hubert. Was that in the hallway of the place?
Mr. Slaughter. On a balcony, sir. He was coming the opposite way. I said, “Good morning,” and he acknowledged the greeting, not with the words “Good morning,” or “Howdy,” or any such statement, but he did acknowledge the greeting.
Mr. Hubert. That is to say, he made no sound but he made a nod, I suppose; is that what you mean?
Mr. Slaughter. “Hmmm”; something like that.