Mr. Senator. I don’t think I was that tight; no. I just don’t remember where I navigated that day.
Mr. Griffin. Can you suggest again—and I keep throwing the same question back to you—can you think or suggest someone that you saw that day?
Mr. Senator. I don’t know if I saw—I keep on bringing up this attorney all the while, Jim Martin. I don’t know if I saw him, called him, or went to his office that day or not. I used to meet him before all this here was going on, you know, for cocktail hour before I went home, between 5 to 6, and went home, but I don’t know if I met him that day or not.
Mr. Griffin. Where did you have dinner that night?
Mr. Senator. I don’t even think I had dinner that night.
Mr. Griffin. Did you attempt to get in touch with Jack Ruby that night?
Mr. Senator. No.
Mr. Griffin. Why was that?
Mr. Senator. No particular reason why. I just didn’t; that is all. I didn’t even look for him. There was no special reason. You see, I have never, if I am out, gotten on the telephone to see if he was home or what he was going to do or things of that nature. In other words, when I am out I am free.
Mr. Griffin. Jack wasn’t somebody that you did things with; is that fair to say?