Mrs. Grant. I don’t remember but once he had a cigar in his mouth, a couple of years ago at a party and maybe he had three or four cigarettes in his life, that I know of.
Mr. Hubert. Did you and he have any difficulties about the girl that he was going out with one time and I think Rabbi Silverman had to kind of intervene?
Mrs. Grant. That he was going with? That wasn’t it—it wasn’t about a girl.
Mr. Hubert. Well, you did have a disagreement?
Mrs. Grant. A very big disagreement—early this summer of 1963—it was in the early part of the summer. It was over money. He had $800 or $900 and he wanted to pay bills and somebody encountered him who needed their car fixed or something and I think he paid for the car and he didn’t pay the electric bills, and when he went to jail in November—3 months of the Carousel’s bill on the electric company wasn’t paid and it ran almost $800 or $900 for 3 months.
Mr. Hubert. What was the particular argument about then—that he had loaned some money to someone?
Mrs. Grant. No; it was not the first occasion only—this one—that’s the time that I blew my top and I had been sick—I have been in very bad physical condition and he wanted me to get out of the club, and Leo Torti who worked for us on weekends told him that I was having a difficult time and I should be in the hospital and he said, “I gave you money to go to the hospital,” and he gave me a push and I had just got some new high heeled shoes and I went back about 8 feet and I hurt my arm and my shoulder and he wanted me out of the Vegas Club.
Mr. Hubert. Whose car did he have repaired with the money you thought he should have used for the lights?
Mrs. Grant. Some family man—he does that—I haven’t the least idea and I don’t think he did either.
Mr. Hubert. How did you find out it was used to repair someone’s car?