Mr. Griffin. How was the traffic on Stemmons Expressway?
Mrs. Powell. It didn’t seem to be too bad on the expressway.
Mr. Griffin. Did you make normal time?
Mrs. Powell. I drove very fast.
Mr. Griffin. About how long did it take you? Where did you get on the Stemmons Expressway?
Mrs. Powell. Well, I came through town.
Mr. Griffin. Did you get on there the same way the President had gone?
Mrs. Powell. Yes; I sure did, because Pete had never been here before. It was his first time. Just when he got the plane to go to Mexico. And I was showing him. We drove by the Depository down there.
Mr. Griffin. About how long would it have taken you to drive out there?
Mrs. Powell. Well, I don’t recall that it took any longer than it normally would to drive out there. Of course, I slowed down through town. We came down and I slowed down and we looked up at the window. Of course, there was a lot of people, but they were keeping traffic moving, and we went exactly the same route, because I pointed out the building where he was supposed to make his speech. Then I got off, and I wasn’t too sure where the hospital was, to tell the truth. I got off and I found it all right, and there was just a lot of traffic around there.