Mr. Pullman. That was at the Texas Product Show, was the last time I saw him, the first week in November.
Mr. Griffin. You say he had been over to your house?
Mr. Pullman. He was over a few times—it was on the twistboard that he came over the first—well, that was just the last—when I saw him, but he would come over just to talk to my wife and get some ideas and what to do about the club, but he would never do it, no matter what you told him. He wouldn’t do anything, but he was looking for friends—he was looking for friends. He would come in on a Sunday with sweetrolls and spend an hour or two, with his dogs, and I never saw anybody so crazy about animals. I mean, his own dogs, but as a whole, I think that my own honest opinion of the man—the man has been insane. He was psycho. I’m not talking about at the time—I’m talking before—I mean, he was not right, because when you talked to him, you think he is listening and you would look up and he would say, “I wasn’t listening, what were you saying?” He was off somewhere—he would hear what he wanted to hear, unless you asked him a question to get a direct answer.
Mr. Griffin. Now, let’s go back to the H. L. Hunt literature—was H. L. Hunt distributing food as well as literature?
Mr. Pullman. They were giving away samples and they gave away shopping bags and this stuff was already stuffed into the bags.
Mr. Griffin. So, when you would pick up the literature——
Mr. Pullman. It was in there already. That’s what Jack told me when he come by, he said, “Look what I found in this bag.” He was looking to see what was in there, and I immediately recognized that Life Line material.
Mr. Griffin. How did you happen to be familiar with Life Line?
Mr. Pullman. Just by accidentally listening on the radio at home. They had it on the radio around 6 or 7 o’clock on Saturday and we were listening to—what is the name of that program—you don’t know that local radio program that’s on every Saturday night?
Mr. Griffin. Is it on the same station that Life Line is on?