Mr. HUBERT. Court?
Mrs. PITTS. Courthouse, yes, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you meet him then?
Mrs. PITTS. Yes, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. Had you ever seen him before then?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. How did you know it was Andrew Armstrong you were talking
to on these previous occasions when you spoke to him on the telephone?
Mrs. PITTS. He told me who he was, Andrews.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you recognize his voice?
Mrs. PITTS. Yes, sir. I recognized his voice when I seen him up there
and somebody called him Andrews, and then----
Mr. HUBERT. So the conversation you had prior to the time Mr. Ruby was
arrested, those conversations with Andrew were all over the phone and
you had never met him before?
Mrs. PITTS. See, I don’t have--I don’t have any conversations with
Andrews since Mr. Ruby been in jail.
Mr. HUBERT. I understand that the conversations you had prior to the
time Mr. Ruby went to jail, with Andrew, were all over the phone and it
was at a time you had never met him before, is that right?
Mrs. PITTS. You mean when I was there working there?
Mr. HUBERT. Yes.
Mrs. PITTS. And he would call and something would be wrong at the club,
and he’d call and say he needed Ruby.
Mr. HUBERT. There?
Mrs. PITTS. That’s right, and I’d say, well, he’s not here.
Mr. HUBERT. You had never met Andrew at that time?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. But, you recognized his voice and subsequently when you met
him you recognized his voice, too?
Mrs. PITTS. As I--I asked him, I says--somebody called him, and
Andrew--and I said, “Oh,”--I said, “You are the Andrew who used to call
out at the house.” And he says, “Yes.” Thought I was, at first, Alice,
somebody by the name of Alice, and I said, “Elnora.” Oh, yes, I see.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you know a girl by the name of Alice?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir; I didn’t know her.
Mr. HUBERT. Did she live in the apartment?
Mrs. PITTS. That, I don’t know if she--I guess she must have worked at
the club. I think she worked down at the club. I never did see her.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you know a lady by the name of Alice Nichols?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir; I don’t know none of them people that worked down
to his place.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, all right. Is there anything else that you know about?
Mrs. PITTS. Sir?
Mr. HUBERT. Is there anything you know about that you haven’t stated to
me?
Mrs. PITTS. No, I never did go to his club. I have never met none of
those people there, and----
Mr. HUBERT. Is there anything that you testified to in court that you
haven’t said here?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir; nothing. I told you the truth. Just testified the
truth on how he talked to me.
Mr. HUBERT. Your testimony today is about the same as it was in court,
is that right?
Mrs. PITTS. Yes, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you know anything else concerning Mr. Ruby that would
throw any light upon why he shot Oswald, if he did, or what his
connection was with Oswald or with anybody else in any manner?
Mrs. PITTS. That is something I do not know.
Mr. HUBERT. You do not know?
Mrs. PITTS. No, sir. I don’t even know this Oswald. I don’t know a
thing in the world about that.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you know a boy by the name of Larry Crafard?
Mrs. PITTS. Well, no.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, I will show you some pictures of a man here taken in
different poses. Have you ever seen that man?
Mrs. PITTS. I don’t think I have, no, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. Let the record show that the witness was shown
several--five pictures of Larry Crafard, also known as Curtis LaVern
Crafard, and after examining them, she stated that she did not know
this man.
Mrs. PITTS. Uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. Do I understand that you say you have never seen him at all?
Mrs. PITTS. I don’t think I have. I don’t remember him. He had one
young man that stayed there, kind of tall boy. I don’t know his name,
but I ain’t seen him since Mr. Ruby been in jail down here, and he had
moved over here on--I believe he was--said it was Freeman’s Apartment
House, I believe that is where he lived.
Mr. HUBERT. What was his name?
Mrs. PITTS. I don’t know his name.
Mr. HUBERT. Did he live there?
Mrs. PITTS. Sir?
Mr. HUBERT. Did he live at the apartment?
Mrs. PITTS. The apartment--lived there with Ruby for one while.
Mr. HUBERT. How long ago?
Mrs. PITTS. Well, that was back in December. He was a tall, young
looking boy.
Mr. HUBERT. That is not the man I just showed you the picture of?
Mrs. PITTS. He don’t look like him; no. I don’t know his name. I seen
him there. I seen him one Sunday night. I seen him there and seen him
there once before then, but he didn’t say too much when he come in that
Sunday night. I was getting ready to leave.
Mr. HUBERT. You only saw him twice?
Mrs. PITTS. Yes, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. He was thin, and tall, you say?
Mrs. PITTS. Well, he wasn’t a real thin boy, but he was tall.
Mr. HUBERT. He was tall? How old was he?
Mrs. PITTS. I don’t know just how old he was.
Mr. HUBERT. What made you think he was living there?
Mrs. PITTS. Sir?
Mr. HUBERT. What made you think he was living there?
Mrs. PITTS. This boy said he was. He was working down there at the
club. He told me he was working down there for his room out there.
Mr. HUBERT. Was this a Jewish boy?