Mr. CRAFARD. That is one thing I know.
Mr. HUBERT. How did they come to go to your aunt’s?
Mr. CRAFARD. When I was in Dallas, I had got a letter from my cousin,
and I had left the envelope laying when I left there. They found her
address.
Mr. HUBERT. You mean Roberts?
Mr. CRAFARD. No; my aunt’s niece, Mickey--my aunt’s daughter.
Mr. HUBERT. What is her name?
Mr. CRAFARD. Gail Eaton.
Mr. HUBERT. She is the one who lives in Harrison?
Mr. CRAFARD. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. She had written you or you had written her?
Mr. CRAFARD. I had wrote her, and then she had wrote me.
Mr. HUBERT. The letter you wrote to her I don’t think you mailed.
Mr. CRAFARD. I mailed a couple of them. One or two anyway.
Mr. HUBERT. I think you left one behind, didn’t you?
Mr. CRAFARD. I might have; I am not sure.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you know what day they went to your aunt’s house?
Mr. CRAFARD. From what I understood, it was the night before they
talked to me.
Mr. HUBERT. And she told them, I suppose, that you were going up to
your sister’s house?
Mr. CRAFARD. Yes, sir.
Mr. HUBERT. And then the next morning they interviewed you?
Mr. CRAFARD. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. How long did that interview take?
Mr. CRAFARD. About, I believe, 4½ to 5 hours I talked to the men there.
That is when they took me back out to the house, and then he asked me
to go into Kalkaska the following morning and meet him so he could take
some pictures with a Polaroid camera.
Mr. HUBERT. And he did so?
Mr. CRAFARD. He took some pictures, and I talked to him between an hour
and a half and 2 hours again that morning.
Mr. HUBERT. Did he go over with you the details of your trip up by
hitchhiking?
Mr. CRAFARD. I don’t believe he developed that too closely.
Mr. HUBERT. Have you ever been interviewed by the FBI since?
Mr. CRAFARD. I talked to an agent last Saturday at my home in Dallas,
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