Mr. McCurdy. I don’t exactly know. I can’t remember telling Mr. Mabray anything. Of course, it was such an informal conversation we had anyway, that these are actually I’m sure not earth shattering discrepancies, but Mr. Mabray was handwriting most of the stuff and some of the questions—I’m sure he wrote down answers that were understood rather than—since he wasn’t there, he couldn’t understand the setup of the control room. Now, we are in a new control room now over across the street, but at this particular time I suppose maybe my description of the control room—the difference between the control room and the newsroom possibly didn’t make it clear in Mr. Mabray’s mind as to the difference.
Mr. Hubert. Well, in any case, with the exceptions that you have noted, the document which has been identified Exhibit No. 1 is substantially correct?
Mr. McCurdy. Correct; entirely correct.
Mr. Hubert. Apparently you talked to Ruby about 5 minutes after he arrived with the sandwiches; is that correct?
Mr. McCurdy. Yes, sir.
Mr. Hubert. You were alone with him, I believe, at that time, were you not?
Mr. McCurdy. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. What was the nature of the conversation?
Mr. McCurdy. Well, now first of all—Jack and I met in the newsroom. I went back with him to the newsroom and we had the sandwiches and everything and I grabbed a sandwich and started back to the control room and Jack walked part of the way back with me and he stopped in the hall.
Now, as far as our conversation was concerned—it was just—Jack mentioned how terrible it was about President Kennedy being assassinated and he said he felt like it was a good thing that we had changed our station format, which we had done. We had changed our news format and weren’t playing any rock and roll at the station, but were playing album music, soft listening music, and I don’t know whether I mentioned it or not—I can’t remember whether I mentioned it or not but he looked rather pale to me as he was talking to me and he kept looking at the floor. Well, I went on back to the control room and Jack went back to the newsroom and talked to the newsman, and then I would say 5 or 6 minutes later came back to the control room where I was by myself and he stood there and talked to me and basically told me what was on your paper right there. He told me once again—he rementioned how sorry he was that all this had happened and he gave me a little card that I think I still have, an advertisement for his club.