Mr. Hubert. The Tamanaca?
Mr. Carlin. I know The Tamanaca is right in there but I don’t recall if that’s the one. It’s a very large motel, very nice, and the restaurant sits right on the street.
Mr. Hubert. Could it be Motel DeVille?
Mr. Carlin. Yes; I believe so—I believe that is it. At the time of hearing that the President was assassinated, I was in the manager’s office and he was busy, and we left there and walked right around the corner to a private club, which the doors were open and the TV was on, and we sat and watched the news report.
Mr. Hubert. Do you recall what you did after and how long you stayed there, and what you did after you left that place?
Mr. Carlin. No; not exactly. We possibly could have left right after that for Fort Worth, or we might have spent the night and left the next morning. As far as saying specifically, I do not know. There have been times when I would come in from a trip and get to Dallas in time to pick Karen up, and there have been times I have come in at 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning—sometimes even daylight.
Mr. Hubert. Do you remember how you traveled from Fort Worth to Dallas, that is, the night of the 23d?
Mr. Carlin. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. Where did you go? How did you go?
Mr. Carlin. You mean—was I in a car?