Mr. Kaufman. It wasn’t observing, I was talking to him on the phone and you could just tell the way he was talking and the manner in which he was rambling on that this man was just real—really concerned about this business.
Mr. Hubert. That is to say, about the Bernard Weissman ad?
Mr. Kaufman. Oh, definitely. He told me how he went down to the post office and sat in front of this man’s box and watched, trying to find out who he was if he came to get his mail.
Mr. Hubert. Did he tell you when he had done that?
Mr. Kaufman. I didn’t ask him. In other words, apparently it had taken place from the time he called me back to the time the President was assassinated—it had to be within 24 hours, I would assume.
Mr. Hubert. Did he tell you how long he had stayed watching to see who would come?
Mr. Kaufman. No; he just told me that he thought it was terrible that this man had run this ad, and when I say “this,” I’m not quoting him verbatim, I’m sure, but this was his sentiment. He was just upset about it and he wanted to know how he could locate him. This was the reason he called. He wanted to know if I could help him—give him some information where he could find Bernard Weissman. He felt, I guess, as an attorney that I had some power of investigation or ability or know-how, and frankly, I told him the best I could recommend was that he go over to the city library and look at the city directory, that I had no knowledge of where he could be located.
Mr. Hubert. Did he indicate to you what he wanted to do if he did locate Weissman?
Mr. Kaufman. He didn’t say what he wanted to do. I think the nature of his discussion was that he was trying to be helpful to either the FBI or the police in locating him. I mean, as far as his talking about he was going to go out and bodily harm him or beat him up or something like that, there was no indication in this conversation that that’s what his intent or motives were.
Mr. Hubert. You gathered rather that he was trying to be helpful to the police authorities?