Mrs. Grant. I saw him about 8 or 9 or 10 years ago when I went to San Francisco.
Mr. Hubert. You haven’t seen him or corresponded with him in any way by telephone?
Mrs. Grant. No, no.
Mr. Hubert. Do you know if Jack ever knew him?
Mrs. Grant. Oh, sure. We knew him from Chicago as kids, but I’m sure Jack hasn’t—now, I won’t say positive I know Jack hasn’t for any reason, unless during this month—this particular month where he was having trouble early in the fall of 1963 with regard to amateur auditions at his club. He had contacted people all over the country trying to find out who knew the bigwigs in the union where the AGVA, you know, the big shots—who they were that run the union.
Mr. Hubert. Would Benny Barrish be the sort of person who might know something or be able to do something about that?
Mrs. Grant. Well, he gets around—he knew and knows people in the liquor business that have entertainments in San Francisco—it might be.
Mr. Hubert. As far as you know, Jack has made no connections out there in anyway for some time?
Mrs. Grant. In over 12 years—I would swear to this that he has had no connection out there since before the war and he has never been west of 100 miles of this area in that time. I have many, many times heard where people said he went to Las Vegas. He hasn’t been there only once with me and I think that was when we went to—from Los Angeles back and, of course, that must have been in 1937 or 1938, and he has not been back.
Mr. Hubert. Did you see Jack Ruby, your brother, or communicate with him every day, would you say, for a period of 60 to 90 days prior to November 24?