Mr. Ruby. Well, I know John Martin, he was the president.
Mr. Griffin. He is the fellow who was killed?
Mr. Ruby. No; he shot Leon Cooke.
Mr. Griffin. He shot Leon Cooke. Is John Martin still living?
Mr. Ruby. I don’t know. I know there was another fellow but I can’t think of his name. There was a fellow by the name—I can’t think of their names. They had odd names. Of course, that goes back in the thirties, I think, right in there somewhere. I don’t even remember where it was.
Mr. Griffin. Was Leon Cooke a fellow about your brother’s age?
Mr. Ruby. Yes; I think so.
Mr. Griffin. So Jack would have been in the late twenties at the time that he and Leon formed the union?
Mr. Ruby. I don’t know. I don’t know what year it was even. I don’t even remember.
Mr. Griffin. It was in the late thirties, wasn’t it.