Mr. Rubenstein. Friday?
Mr. Griffin. Yes.
Mr. Rubenstein. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. Who you talked to and so forth?
Mr. Rubenstein. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. What happened? Let’s try to take this, if we can, chronologically. What happened when you walked in the door?
Mr. Rubenstein. I can’t remember that particular incident. You mean what time I got home and what happened? I don’t remember. I don’t even remember who was home.
Mr. Griffin. What is the first thing you remember doing when you were home that evening or afternoon?
Mr. Rubenstein. The family was—our family couldn’t believe it because it happened in Dallas. It was a bad rap for the city of Dallas and we having there members of our family down there, sort of like a black mark; you know, it sort of gets you. How come of all the places, in Dallas? You know. Then we got a call. Would you mind me telling you about?
Mr. Griffin. Yes; I want to know about that.