Mrs. Grant. I don’t know. Earl’s partner, I think, is a friend that he knows—we call him George—in a laundry in Detroit. Whether he was or has been—I don’t think Earl wanted—in Earl’s business with this man, I think the contract reads he cannot go into another business. I may be wrong, but I’m almost sure that’s what I remember Earl saying at one time.
Mr. Hubert. Do you know whether Earl had any interest in the twistboard operations at all?
Mrs. Grant. I doubt it, unless he advanced Jack some money, but I don’t think there was that much money put into it. The man let Jack have, say, a hundred twistboards and he paid for them and I don’t know too much about it, but I did have them in the club and we gave them away as prizes and I know Jack contacted weight salons where women go to reduce about them.
Mr. Hubert. Do you remember having any contact whatsoever with Ralph Paul?
Mrs. Grant. Oh, yes.
Mr. Hubert. During the period from November 22 through November 24, up until the time Oswald was shot?
Mrs. Grant. Me?
Mr. Hubert. Yes.
Mrs. Grant. I don’t think I even talked to him during those days.
Mr. Hubert. That’s what I mean.