Mr. Waldo. Just a year.
Mr. Hubert. With what newspaper were you prior to joining the Fort Worth Star-Telegram?
Mr. Waldo. Well, for several years before joining the Star-Telegram I was abroad as a foreign correspondent in Mexico, Cuba until it was no longer possible to remain in Cuba, and then in the Dominican Republic.
Mr. Hubert. Mr. Waldo, I have just a moment ago handed you a document consisting of five pages which purports to be a report of an interview of you by FBI Agents Joseph L. Scott and Tom Carter on November 30, 1963, which I have marked for the purpose of identification as follows: “Dallas, Texas, June 27, 1964, Exhibit No. 1 of the deposition of Thayer Waldo” and “Leon D. Hubert” which I have placed on the margin of the first page of that document, the right-hand margin, and on all four pages I have identified them by placing my initials in the lower right-hand corner on those pages. Have you had an opportunity to read this, sir?
Mr. Waldo. Yes, sir.
Mr. Hubert. I ask you now whether this document correctly reflects the interview and the truth as far as you know it. If you have any place, at which you would like to make a comment, point it out so that I may get into the record just what you are talking about, then you can make your comment.
Mr. Waldo. The report of the transcription here is substantially correct. I have pointed out to you previously two minor discrepancies.
Mr. Hubert. Now, one of them is on page 3, the second paragraph—the fifth and sixth lines reading as follows, to wit: “Waldo identified himself over the telephone by name and by newspaper and asked the Sergeant if Oswald had been moved. Waldo said the Sergeant said ‘No, he would be moved in one-half or two hours’”. Now, I think you want to address yourself to those two sentences?
Mr. Waldo. That’s right. The circumstance was that we had remained, I say “we”, that is a colleague of mine with the same newspaper, Ed Johnson and I, who were forming the team. We had remained at police headquarters until about 1:30 a.m. on the morning of the 24th of November. Then, having made arrangements with the Associated Press man, who was to be on duty throughout the night, to give us a call immediately if there was any indication that Oswald was going to be moved in the small hours of the morning, we retired and left word at the Hilton Hotel desk and if no other call came through, they were to ring us at 7 a.m.
We were awakened by that call and I was so convinced that the approximate pinpointing by police officials on the day before of the time of Oswald’s transfer was a ruse, that my first thought on awakening or on being awakened was that there had been some slip-up in notifying us. Therefore, I immediately tried to call the pressroom at police headquarters. The telephone rang half a dozen times, there was no answer, I got the police department switchboard operator back and asked to be transferred to the homicide department. That call was answered by a man who identified himself quickly as Sergeant so-and-so. I do not recall the name—I’m not even sure I caught it at the time, and in my anxiety to learn the facts, I did not even think to identify myself either by name or organization but simply asked, “Have they moved Oswald yet?” Without asking me who I was, the sergeant replied, “No, sir; that will be in about 2 hours from now.”