The Incredible Story of Mike Robinson by Walt Brown, Ph.D
Reprinted from "Treachery in Dallas ."
Anyone who does not believe strongly in either irony or coincidence will have to rethink their attitudes when they hear the revelations given to me by Mike Robinson.
As it is the central thesis of my work that elements within the Dallas Police Department had a far greater involvement in the JFK assassination than heretofore considered, it seems odd that the same police department "gave" me Mike Robinson.
November 22, 1993 , was the
thirtieth anniversary of the tragedy in Dealey
Plaza , and, as such, was the
occasion for the dedication of that area as an historic landmark. I arrived
there with my wife and Texas
researcher Russ McLean early enough to be close enough to be able to see the
goings-on. But the local blues were forcing people out of the plaza until all
was ready. I was thus manhandled from the reflecting pool across the street to
the TSBD, then around the corner to a point on Houston
between the TSBD and the former Dal-Tex building. When I met resistance
indicating I could be pushed no farther, I found myself next to Mike, who was
giving an interview to a local television network.
What he had to say was incredible, and the TV anchorperson was lost for the right questions to ask. She did ask, however, if Mike was willing to take his story to the FBI, and he said he would--if the film crew would come with him to document the event. They declined.
I subsequently contacted Mike, as I had copied his name and phone number from the reporter's notes (Woodward or Bernstein I'm not). I explained that I had been standing next to him for the interview and that I had heard most of his comments, but that I just wanted to make sure I had heard them correctly. Mr. Robinson, not knowing my voice over the phone from Adam's, checked me out through people inTexas and only
then shared his story.
Mike Robinson was fourteen years old the day the president was killed. Since I had been sixteen at the time, I felt I could relate to the emotions he told of.
He had watched the motorcade atMain and Harwood, the
corner where Dallas police
headquarters was located, with a friend whose father was a higher-up in the
police. I have since been able to confirm the existence of both the friend, his
father's rank, and his father's perhaps too-deep curiosity as to the events of
November 22.
After the motorcade passed, the boys went to a theater, bought their tickets and popcorn, and then heard the rapidly spreading news that the president had been shot. Figuring that headquarters would be the center of subsequent action, he and his friend hastened back there in time to get to the third floor, check in with the friend's father, and then see Lee Oswald being led out of the elevator. Since this was a once-in-a-lifetime adventure for a young boy, and since the media were mobbing the area anyway, they stayed and observed the goings-on.
Mike indicated that he overheard in conversation that it was clear to anyone who was talking that the police were convinced beyond all reasonable doubt, even as early as 2:30 P.M., that Oswald was the culprit on both counts. He also learned that J. D. Tippit had been killed. That event, while tragic, was not overly troubling to Mike, as many neighborhood kids knew Tippit from his comings and goings at Austin's Barbeque, and Tippit had arrested Mike's brother for drinking beer in public. The local teenagers, it was noted, had no use for Tippit, whom they viewed as your garden-variety asshole.
Putting that aside, Mike and his friend saw Oswald moved from the various places he was shunted to, and also saw him inside one of the glass homicide cubicles, until such time as newspaper was taped up to keep out the curious. Mike also saw Bobby Hargis, the motorcycle officer splattered by particulate matter from the president, return to headquarters with blood and brain matter on him and his helmet, and when the realization of events hit Hargis, he violently slammed the helmet into a wall and literally went berserk, requiring a number of other officers to restrain him (an event unknown to--or unreported by -- the Warren Commission).
As afternoon approached evening, a trip to the rest room became an absolute necessity, but with extra police and media on the third floor, that was impossible. So Mike was taken, by the ranking officer whose son he was with, down to the lowest level of the building, where the officers had their lockers, and told that the rest room was just past the locker room.
While in a toilet/stall, the enormity of events hit Mike hard and he became emotional about them now that he found himself literally alone with the knowledge that the president he had waved to just a few hours earlier was now in a coffin. As this emotional turmoil came upon him, the rest room serenity was broken by the arrival of three individuals. Not to appear a sissy or be embarrassed, Mike lifted his feet and "hid" in the stall so that anyone observing would think that only the three men who had just entered were present.
Their brief conversation forever changed Mike Robinson's life. Initially there were whispers, but eventually one individual -- and these people were police or police-related in the officers' rest room -- vented some anger through gritted teeth, with appropriate profanity, to make statements that add great credence to the thesis enunciated herein.
As Mike Robinson reconstructs the statements, their order was:
(angrily) "You knew you were supposed to kill Lee," followed by icy silence, then the same voice in the same nasty tone, "then, you stupid son of a bitch, you go kill a cop .... " At this point, another individual entered the room, and the first three fell silent. The newcomer, whom Mike could identify as wearing blue, "did his business, flushed the urinal, and left." The original three then concluded, "Lee will have to be killed before they take him toWashington ."
Naturally uncomfortable with what he had heard, Mike remained in his hideout for a decent span of time after the three men left the room, then left. As he passed through the police locker room, one officer, in the process of changing his clothes, stared at Mike, as if to say, "Were you in there when we were?" Having been shown every available photo of officers on theDallas
police force at that time, Mike Robinson believes that the man who stared at
him in a menacing way was Roscoe White.
Caveat emptor: Some of the narrative cited above came to light as a result of hypnosis. This is not uncommon police procedure, as witnesses to crimes can often be hypnotized and reveal details - from clothing to license plates -- that they seemed totally unaware of in a conscious state. I was hypnotized in 1984 to begin the cure of a phobic concern, and I can personally report the success of the hypnosis. So if one chooses to see Mike as an opportunist, the obvious criticism is that he did not recall the entire story, although to this day, when he sees the ominous photo of Roscoe White in theDallas
Assassination Information
Center , he admits that it scares
the living hell out of him.
The hypnosis, which I asked a number of skeptical questions about and which will be well covered in Coke Buchanan's writings about Mike, was done by an expert with a Ph.D. in hypnotherapy. It revealed that it was Mike's deep-seated belief that one of the three bathroom individuals had something to do with an "agency." He also believes "100 percent" that Roscoe White killed J. D. Tippit.
I have checked with sources to see if it was in any way possible that Oswald could have been in that bathroom, or if media people had made statements that could have been confused. I was assured that Oswald did "his business" in his cell, or in the third-floor rest room, and that the one place that would have been off-limits to press, and thus private to officers, was the area in question.
Anyone who does not believe strongly in either irony or coincidence will have to rethink their attitudes when they hear the revelations given to me by Mike Robinson.
As it is the central thesis of my work that elements within the Dallas Police Department had a far greater involvement in the JFK assassination than heretofore considered, it seems odd that the same police department "gave" me Mike Robinson.
What he had to say was incredible, and the TV anchorperson was lost for the right questions to ask. She did ask, however, if Mike was willing to take his story to the FBI, and he said he would--if the film crew would come with him to document the event. They declined.
I subsequently contacted Mike, as I had copied his name and phone number from the reporter's notes (Woodward or Bernstein I'm not). I explained that I had been standing next to him for the interview and that I had heard most of his comments, but that I just wanted to make sure I had heard them correctly. Mr. Robinson, not knowing my voice over the phone from Adam's, checked me out through people in
Mike Robinson was fourteen years old the day the president was killed. Since I had been sixteen at the time, I felt I could relate to the emotions he told of.
He had watched the motorcade at
After the motorcade passed, the boys went to a theater, bought their tickets and popcorn, and then heard the rapidly spreading news that the president had been shot. Figuring that headquarters would be the center of subsequent action, he and his friend hastened back there in time to get to the third floor, check in with the friend's father, and then see Lee Oswald being led out of the elevator. Since this was a once-in-a-lifetime adventure for a young boy, and since the media were mobbing the area anyway, they stayed and observed the goings-on.
Mike indicated that he overheard in conversation that it was clear to anyone who was talking that the police were convinced beyond all reasonable doubt, even as early as 2:30 P.M., that Oswald was the culprit on both counts. He also learned that J. D. Tippit had been killed. That event, while tragic, was not overly troubling to Mike, as many neighborhood kids knew Tippit from his comings and goings at Austin's Barbeque, and Tippit had arrested Mike's brother for drinking beer in public. The local teenagers, it was noted, had no use for Tippit, whom they viewed as your garden-variety asshole.
Putting that aside, Mike and his friend saw Oswald moved from the various places he was shunted to, and also saw him inside one of the glass homicide cubicles, until such time as newspaper was taped up to keep out the curious. Mike also saw Bobby Hargis, the motorcycle officer splattered by particulate matter from the president, return to headquarters with blood and brain matter on him and his helmet, and when the realization of events hit Hargis, he violently slammed the helmet into a wall and literally went berserk, requiring a number of other officers to restrain him (an event unknown to--or unreported by -- the Warren Commission).
As afternoon approached evening, a trip to the rest room became an absolute necessity, but with extra police and media on the third floor, that was impossible. So Mike was taken, by the ranking officer whose son he was with, down to the lowest level of the building, where the officers had their lockers, and told that the rest room was just past the locker room.
While in a toilet/stall, the enormity of events hit Mike hard and he became emotional about them now that he found himself literally alone with the knowledge that the president he had waved to just a few hours earlier was now in a coffin. As this emotional turmoil came upon him, the rest room serenity was broken by the arrival of three individuals. Not to appear a sissy or be embarrassed, Mike lifted his feet and "hid" in the stall so that anyone observing would think that only the three men who had just entered were present.
Their brief conversation forever changed Mike Robinson's life. Initially there were whispers, but eventually one individual -- and these people were police or police-related in the officers' rest room -- vented some anger through gritted teeth, with appropriate profanity, to make statements that add great credence to the thesis enunciated herein.
As Mike Robinson reconstructs the statements, their order was:
(angrily) "You knew you were supposed to kill Lee," followed by icy silence, then the same voice in the same nasty tone, "then, you stupid son of a bitch, you go kill a cop .... " At this point, another individual entered the room, and the first three fell silent. The newcomer, whom Mike could identify as wearing blue, "did his business, flushed the urinal, and left." The original three then concluded, "Lee will have to be killed before they take him to
Naturally uncomfortable with what he had heard, Mike remained in his hideout for a decent span of time after the three men left the room, then left. As he passed through the police locker room, one officer, in the process of changing his clothes, stared at Mike, as if to say, "Were you in there when we were?" Having been shown every available photo of officers on the
Caveat emptor: Some of the narrative cited above came to light as a result of hypnosis. This is not uncommon police procedure, as witnesses to crimes can often be hypnotized and reveal details - from clothing to license plates -- that they seemed totally unaware of in a conscious state. I was hypnotized in 1984 to begin the cure of a phobic concern, and I can personally report the success of the hypnosis. So if one chooses to see Mike as an opportunist, the obvious criticism is that he did not recall the entire story, although to this day, when he sees the ominous photo of Roscoe White in the
The hypnosis, which I asked a number of skeptical questions about and which will be well covered in Coke Buchanan's writings about Mike, was done by an expert with a Ph.D. in hypnotherapy. It revealed that it was Mike's deep-seated belief that one of the three bathroom individuals had something to do with an "agency." He also believes "100 percent" that Roscoe White killed J. D. Tippit.
I have checked with sources to see if it was in any way possible that Oswald could have been in that bathroom, or if media people had made statements that could have been confused. I was assured that Oswald did "his business" in his cell, or in the third-floor rest room, and that the one place that would have been off-limits to press, and thus private to officers, was the area in question.
** UPDATE **
I promised Mike I would be in contact with him at the time
of publication (whenever that was, as it was unclear in November, 1993,
although the original completed book had been submitted in August, 1993); so in
the summer of 1995, I got in touch with Mike, and he became slightly concerned
about the publication. Taking steps to protect himself, he visited the barracks
of the "Texas Rangers" (the state police), and gave a statement very
similar to that which I described in Treachery in Dallas .
He told the officer that he was concerned for his safety once my publication of
his observations came to pass. The officer told him, among other things, that
not too many people in the Texas
law enforcement community believed the "official version" of Oswald
alone, although they didn't comment for the record about the possibility of
law-enforcement people being involved.
Mike has also been "driven" by something else he saw that day... on several occasions, he saw someone, approximately 17-18 years of age and wearing some kind of uniform--ROTC, Scouts, whatever, being taken around through the third floor, and the story was that this person had been arrested with a weapon on the motorcade route. [There is a record of a "boy scout" with a fake pistol, but that is as far as the record goes.] Yet Mike Robinson recalls the incident vividly, and is convinced there is more to it. He has since visited as many local high schools in the area as possible, and has combed yearbooks from the classes of 1962-1964 to try and get a visual on the person he saw, with no luck.
But he insisted to me, both on the phone and when we met at Dallas COPA '96, (a wonderfully surprising reunion), that if it were possible to find the media coverage of the third floor on Friday, November 22 afternoon, you could see the individual, and more than once, as he was taken right past the camera during his detention.
Mike still stands by the story I added to Treachery inDallas
in 1993 (published 1995), and still has a keen pedestrian interest in the
assassination of JFK.
Mike has also been "driven" by something else he saw that day... on several occasions, he saw someone, approximately 17-18 years of age and wearing some kind of uniform--ROTC, Scouts, whatever, being taken around through the third floor, and the story was that this person had been arrested with a weapon on the motorcade route. [There is a record of a "boy scout" with a fake pistol, but that is as far as the record goes.] Yet Mike Robinson recalls the incident vividly, and is convinced there is more to it. He has since visited as many local high schools in the area as possible, and has combed yearbooks from the classes of 1962-1964 to try and get a visual on the person he saw, with no luck.
But he insisted to me, both on the phone and when we met at Dallas COPA '96, (a wonderfully surprising reunion), that if it were possible to find the media coverage of the third floor on Friday, November 22 afternoon, you could see the individual, and more than once, as he was taken right past the camera during his detention.
Mike still stands by the story I added to Treachery in
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Juvenile Bureau
This was under the command of Captain Frank Martin,
supported by three Lieutenants. Its main strength, however, lay in its
complement of 25 Detectives, two Patrolmen temporarily assigned and the only
five Policewomen in the DPD. Several members of this bureau were part of the
large police presence engaged in the ultimately unsuccessful protection of
Oswald in the City Hall basement garage but no member of this bureau appears to
have been involved in the tragic events of 22nd November.
CcCapt. Frank Martin - Dallas Police officer, refused to
testify to the Warren Commission. Died of Cancer, June 1966.
STATEMENT OF CAPTAIN F. M. MARTIN:
I have covered everything of importance in my report.
TESTIMONY OF CAPT. FRANK M, MARTIN beginning at 12H277...
The testimony of Capt. Frank Martin was taken at 2 p.m. , on March 24, 1964 , in the office of the U.S.
attorney, 301 Post Office
Building , Bryan
and Ervay Streets, Dallas , Tex. ,
by Mr. Leon D. Hubert, Jr., assistant counsel of the President's Commission.
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Mr. HUBERT. This is the deposition of Capt. Frank M. Martin of the juvenile division, Dallas Police Department. Captain Martin, my name is Leon D. Hubert. I am a member of the advisory staff of the general counsel of the President's Commission on the Assassination of President Kennedy. Under the provisions of Executive Order No. 11130, dated
Captain MARTIN. Uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. I state to you that the general nature of the Commission's inquiry is to ascertain, evaluate and report upon the facts relating to the assassination of President Kennedy and the subsequent violent death of Lee Harvey Oswald. In particular to you, Captain Martin, the nature of the inquiry is to determine what facts you know about the death of Oswald and any other pertinent facts that you may know about the general inquiry.
Captain MARTIN. Uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. No; Captain Martin, do--you have appeared here by virtue of a general request made by the general counsel on the staff of the President's Commission, Mr. J. Lee Rankin, to Chief Curry. Under the rules adopted by the Commission, you are entitled to a 3-day written notice prior to the taking of this deposition, that the rules adopted by the Commission also provide that a witness may waive the 3-day written notice. Do you wish to waive that notice?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, will you rise and raise your right hand and I will now swear you. Do you solemnly swear that you will tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Captain MARTIN. I do.
Mr. HUBERT. State your full name, Captain Martin.
Captain MARTIN. Frank M. Martin.
Mr. HUBERT. Your age, please?
Captain MARTIN. Fifty-four.
Mr. HUBERT. Where do you live?
Captain MARTIN.
Mr. HUBERT. What is your occupation today, and how long have you been in that occupation?
Captain MARTIN. I am a police officer in
Mr. HUBERT. Your rank is what now?
Captain MARTIN. Captain.
Mr. HUBERT. How long have you held the rank of captain, sir?
Captain MARTIN. Since 1951, about 13 years.
Mr. HUBERT. What are your particular duties with the Dallas Police Department?
Captain MARTIN. I have charge of the juvenile bureau. We handle all juvenile affairs.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, captain, I have two documents here which I am going to mark for identification and then I will question you concerning them. Now, I am marking this document
Captain MARTIN. Yes,
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Mr. HUBERT. 5058 and 5059. I now ask you if those documents represent the truth, or whether there are any modifications or deletions or additions.
Captain MARTIN. Well, of course, there----
Mr. HUBERT. That you would like to make in it?
Captain MARTIN. This "Miller," they have there once, where it should be my name in the first paragraph.
Mr. HUBERT. I think you are speaking of the third line, the first page of Exhibit 5059, where the second sentence starts, "Capt. Miller," and apparently the sense of it would be, that since they are speaking of you, it would be "Capt. Martin," is that right?
Captain MARTIN. That's right.
Mr. HUBERT. I am, therefore, going to circle the word "Miller," and--with a circle, and an extension line indicates that it had been changed by putting my initial on it, and I am going to ask you at a later time to put your initials on it, too.
Captain MARTIN. All right.
Mr. HUBERT. Other than that, that document speaks the truth, as far as you know?
Captain MARTIN. Yes. There is one area in there in the ramps that I don't quite understand. Did he mean the ramp, or does he mean the door into the building, the corridor door or----
Mr. HUBERT. Now, then, I think you are speaking of the second to the last sentence in the last paragraph on the first page of Exhibit 5059, sentence which reads as follows, to wit: "He advised that auxiliary officers were stationed at each ramp."
Captain MARTIN. Right.
Mr. HUBERT. "And that to his north, this was the only entrance to the compound which Ruby could have used." Now, what is it that you would like to say about that, sir?
Captain MARTIN. There is a double door going into this basement at the city hall which I wouldn't consider a ramp. They never considered it that. I don't know, but it is more or less a corridor, or hallway going into the basement.
Mr. HUBERT. There is a corridor, you say, that leads from the jail building into the basement area ?
Captain MARTIN. It is from the garage area into the basement.
Mr. HUBERT. I see.
Captain MARTIN. I don't know
Mr. HUBERT. Well, now, did you make any statement to them about auxiliary officers being stationed at any place?
Captain MARTIN. Yes. Yes; I told them that there were, but I meant the two ramps coming into the basement from the outside.
Mr. HUBERT. I see. In other words, what you want to clarify about this is that what you meant when you made reference to auxiliary officers and ramps, that you meant the entrances or exits at the street level of the
Captain MARTIN. That's right.
Mr. HUBERT. And, you did not have reference to the officers at other passageways?
Captain MARTIN. That's right.
Mr. HUBERT. All right. I might ask you in connection with that same thing, what do you mean by the word "compound" ?
Captain MARTIN. I didn't use that.
Mr. HUBERT. Didn't use that word?
Captain MARTIN. No; that must be theirs.
Mr. HUBERT. What do you understand there, because the report is that you said "That this was the only entrance into the compound which Ruby could have used" ?
Captain MARTIN. I didn't use that word.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, did you express any such thought and if so, what were you referring to?
Captain MARTIN. Of course, what they are referring to by "compound," is the area right outside the jail door there.
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Mr. HUBERT. You mean what is commonly called the basement area including the parking area, the garage area, the two ramps and the space between the two ramps?
Captain MARTIN. I am sure it is, because I didn't use the word "compound."
Mr. HUBERT. Let's look at it this way, would this statement be correct then if we changed the word "compound," to be defined as the general basement area as I just defined it a moment ago?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. So, then it would be correct to say that, to your knowledge, the two ramps, to wit, those the one leading from Main Street, and the one leading from Commerce Street were the only entrances to the basement area, as we defined it a moment ago, that Ruby could have used?
Captain MARTIN. More that he could have used, yes; but, of course, you----
Mr. HUBERT. Of course, this says the only entrance, and if you wish to qualify it----
Captain MARTIN. We were speaking of these two ramps. And we were talking of him coming down into the basement off the street.
Mr. HUBERT. Yes, sir.
Captain MARTIN. Of course, you have got the city hall. I mean, the police and courts building, and also got the city hall. He could have been--come down the elevator over here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. I take it you want to modify this statement then so that your present opinion is that it is not correct to say that the
Captain MARTIN. No, no; there are other ways to get in there.
Mr. HUBERT. That is what I mean. What other ways are there?
Captain MARTIN. There is--coming from the police and courts building to the basement, or you can come down the elevator in the city hall into the garage area and come across, but as far as I remember, that wasn't brought up. They were speaking of those two ramps.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, let me ask you this: Was the explanation that we have now put into the record, are you satisfied that this document, 5059, is substantially correct?
Captain MARTIN. I don't know exactly what he means here by "He knew of no unauthorized persons to be in the basement." I don't know what----
Mr. HUBERT. Well, sir; if you wish to modify that in any way so that we now know what you are thinking is about it, I ask you to please do so.
Captain MARTIN. I don't quite--that is not very clear to me, "He knew of no unauthorized persons permitted to be in the basement."
Mr. HUBERT. Let me get at it this way. Do you know what security precautions were being taken to be sure that unauthorized persons were not in the basement?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; they had men at the top of both of the outside ramps, and I presume that they were supposed to stop anybody coming in, but apparently they didn't.
. Mr. HUBERT. Did you know what was meant by "unauthorized persons"?
Captain MARTIN. Well, there were so many people down there. The press, TV, radio. Of course, all had been checked before they came in. I don't know.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you receive any specific instructions, yourself, as to checking?
Captain MARTIN. I didn't receive any instructions at all.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you know, or was there anything told to you whereby you could recognize an unauthorized person?
Captain MARTIN. Nothing was said. Of course, if I'd had seen Jack Ruby, I'd have known him. I've known him for a long time.
Mr. HUBERT. Did any of the people have identifying badges or anything of that sort?
Captain MARTIN. No; so far as I know, they didn't. In fact, there was nothing----there was nothing said about who was to be down there and who wasn't.
There was nothing said about anything--I didn't know anything about it.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, when did you come on duty that day, sir?
Captain MARTIN. That morning, it was my Sunday to work, 8:15.
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Mr. HUBERT. Now, did you have anything to do with the planning of the movement of Oswald?
Captain MARTIN. No.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you have any knowledge as to what the plan was?
Captain MARTIN. I knew nothing. I just went down there. That's about it.
Mr. HUBERT. Were you ordered to go down?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. By whom?
Captain MARTIN. Chief Stevenson.
Mr. HUBERT. About what time, sir?
Captain MARTIN. Oh, I would say between
Mr. HUBERT. Chief Stevenson is your immediate superior?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. What did he instruct you to do?
Captain MARTIN. Just to go to the basement is all.
Mr. HUBERT. Did he give you any specific duty to perform
Captain MARTIN. No.
Mr. HUBERT. When you got there, what time was it?
Captain MARTIN. I don't recall. It was a few minutes before 11, I believe.
Mr. HUBERT. What did you do?
Captain MARTIN. Well, I just got out there by the ramp and just stood there.
Mr. HUBERT. How long did you stand before the actual shooting of Oswald?
Captain MARTIN. I imagine I was down there 20 or 25 minutes.
Mr. HUBERT. I'm going to mark a chart. A chart of the basement area, as follows, to wit: "
Captain MARTIN. I wasn't in one spot all this time, but when he came out, of course, there was a car sitting right--I guess the back end of the car was coming to about here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. All right, now, you are showing the back end of the car, and I am going to, with a pen draw in on Exhibit 5060, the approximate position of the back end of the car as you demonstrated it.
Captain MARTIN. Be about right there [indicating]. No; not that far. About right here.
Mr. HUBERT. About like so?
Captain MARTIN. Uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, I have drawn on the map a rough image of a car, by using simply a square, and I have marked it "car". Now, would you take the pen, sir, and--your own pen, and mark by the use of a circle your position with reference to the car at the time of the shooting. Now, let's get that.
Captain MARTIN. I was about right here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. Now, would you just write in your own handwriting there, "The position of F. M. Martin at the time of the shooting.". Now, Captain, you think you--you said you had been in that general basement area for about 20 minutes prior to the shooting?
Captain MARTIN. I would say that. I don't know for sure.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you see anybody you knew?
Captain MARTIN. Well, most of the press I knew. No one outside of the press that I knew.
Mr. HUBERT. You did know Jack Ruby, I understand ?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; I knew Jack.
Mr. HUBERT. And I think, that is already in report?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; it is in here.
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Mr. HUBERT. Did you see him?
Captain MARTIN. Not until after the shooting.
Mr. HUBERT. Were you looking at any time in the direction where you subsequently learned or believed he came from?
Captain MARTIN. No; not directly. Of course--Where is your map? I couldn't have seen him from--if I would have been, because there were people all along here [indicating]
Mr. HUBERT. That is to say, to your right, is that right?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; across here [indicating]. And all up in here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. There were people between--on your right, between you and----
Captain MARTIN. And----
Mr. HUBERT. And the Main Street ramp?
Captain MARTIN. Right.
Mr. HUBERT. How many people were there in that general area?
Captain MARTIN. I just would have to make an estimate.
Mr. HUBERT. That's right.
Captain MARTIN. I would say between me and where he was, there was 8 or 10 people.
Mr. HUBERT. I'm going to mark off an area in the Main Street ramp by just drawing with a pencil a square, and putting, "Area A," in it and I will ask you if you can tell us in the "Area A," marked on this map, what were the conditions with respect to the number of people and so forth. Not exactly. I know you didn't count heads, but just how crowded were the conditions?
Captain MARTIN. As well as I can remember there weren't too many people up in that--up that far. There were 2 or 3 cars parked in the ramp there.
Mr. HUBERT. You mean in the Main Street ramp?
Captain MARTIN. Now, wait a minute. You have got Main Street----
Mr. HUBERT. I marked this as "Area A," on Main Street?
Captain MARTIN. No, no; across this ramp there, there was quite a number of people.
Mr. HUBERT. That is in the space I have marked "Area A"?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. Roughly how many people?
Captain MARTIN. Oh, I'd say 15 or 20.
Mr. HUBERT. Were they standing shoulder to shoulder?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; more or less.
Mr. HUBERT. How many ranks deep would you think?
Captain MARTIN. I don't know.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, would you regard it as a crowd?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; I would. Mostly the press. There were some officers in that area also.
Mr. HUBERT. I think this Officer Harrison was
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you see him?
Captain MARTIN. Yes, yes; he is one of my men. He was standing, oh, just about at the edge of the ramp there.
Mr. HUBERT. Would you mark on the map by the use of a circle where you think Harrison was at the time?
Captain MARTIN. Harrison was about right here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. That is at the time of the shooting?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. Would you just extend this with a little line and then write out, "Position of"--what are his initials? W. J.?
Captain MARTIN. W. J.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, Captain Martin, let me see if I can get something clear. Was Detective Harrison in front of Oswald, or to one or the other sides of him?
Captain MARTIN.This happened so fast it is really hard to tell. Of course, Oswald and the two officers came out this door.
Mr. HUBERT. That is the jail door?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. When they got just about, oh, 2 or 3 feet from Harrison, there
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was a movement over here [indicating]. I couldn't tell what it was. I could tell there was a movement.
Mr. HUBERT. By "over here," you mean----
Captain MARTIN. On the ramp.
Mr. HUBERT. What side of the ramp? The basement--the garage?
Captain MARTIN. The garage. The garage side. Evidently Ruby was standing right here [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. Now, when you say "here," you'd better put a mark and put a little arrow to it, your best recollection as to where Ruby must have been. You didn't see Ruby?
Captain MARTIN. No, no; this is just supposition. He had to be right in here somewhere.
Mr. HUBERT. In other words, just put a mark and a line and indicate where he was.
Captain MARTIN. I didn't see him, but he had to be right there [indicating]. There is no question about that.
Mr. HUBERT. You did see someone come from that position ?
Captain MARTIN. It was a movement. I didn't see anybody, but there was a movement in there that I could detect, and then the shot was fired.
Mr. HUBERT. What did you write here?
Captain MARTIN. "Ruby before the shooting." Or, "immediately before."
Mr. HUBERT. All right, just tell us what you observed?
Captain MARTIN. Well, as soon as the shot was fired, of course, it dumbfounded me, and I tried to get through the people there on my right, to get over there to it, and there was a lot of confusion in there, and I had trouble getting through the press, and when I did get through they had already taken Ruby into the jail office and Oswald was also in the jail office. Ruby was down on the floor just inside the jail, and Oswald was lying on the north side of the jail office.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, now, when Oswald first came out of the jail office with Graves and Leavelle, were you looking at him ?
Captain MARTIN. I saw him come out. Now, whether it was--it was shortly after they come out--I saw him after the shot was fired.
Mr. HUBERT. You were looking towards him ?
Captain MARTIN. Yes; I thought they were coming all around me and go up by me and go up to the armored car, that is what I had in mind.
Mr. HUBERT. You were not aware that the plans had been changed so that they--he was going to be taken in a police car, rather than in the armored car?
Captain MARTIN. No; I didn't know anything about it.
Mr. HUBERT. But, did you know anything about the route that was going to be used?
Captain MARTIN. No, as far as I knew, they were going to put him in the armored truck. That is the reason I was standing there, because I figured they would come right back there and I could go up there with them, but they didn't ever make it.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you observe what other officers were doing, or in what direction they were looking about the time that Oswald came out?
Captain MARTIN. No; I didn't personally observe it, except on TV later. At the time I didn't notice them.
Mr. HUBERT. In other words, at the time that Oswald came out, you were looking where you were looking towards Oswald, and if I understand it, you are not in a position to tell us now what other people were doing except what you saw later on television, is that right?
Captain MARTIN. That's right.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, now do you have any comment about what you saw on--later on television?
Captain MARTIN. Well, it seems that all the officers were watching Oswald when they should have been watching the crowd.
Mr. HUBERT. But, that impression you formed by looking at the television coverage of it?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. And, you did not form that impression at the time the shot was fired?
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Captain MARTIN. No; I hadn't noticed them then. In fact, I was over where I couldn't see them.
Mr. HUBERT. When was the first time that you did recognize Ruby as the man who shot Oswald ?
Captain MARTIN. When I went in the jail office.
Mr. HUBERT. You didn't know it until then ?
Captain MARTIN. No; I saw him on the floor. Then I heard somebody say it was Jack Ruby, and I went in there and saw him.
Mr. HUBERT. Did he say anything to you?
Captain MARTIN. No.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you hear him say anything at all?
Captain MARTIN. There was so much going on, I don't know whether he said anything or not. First thing I heard was somebody said, "He has been shot." And then there was confusion. I don't know who said that.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you have occasion to talk to Ruby at any time thereafter?
Captain MARTIN. No, no.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, Captain Martin, is there anything else you would like to say concerning any aspect of this matter at all ?
Captain MARTIN. I--don't take this down.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, if you don't want to say it on the record, you'd better not say it at all.
Captain MARTIN. There is a lot to be said, but probably be better if I don't say it.
Mr. HUBERT. Well, I don't know what you mean by----
Captain MARTIN. Well----
Mr. HUBERT. That it would be better. What we are seeking to find out is the facts on it.
Captain MARTIN. I understand.
Mr. HUBERT. If what you have to say is more or less a matter of opinion, that is one thing. I don't want to ask you to express your opinion, but any facts you know that you think might bear upon this matter, I would ask that you state those facts.
Captain MARTIN. Well, there is not but one thing that I could say about the whole business. Of course, we are not experienced in handling this sort of a prisoner. I don't guess anybody is, as far as that goes, but the way I saw it, there was no organization at all. I didn't know who was in charge or anything about it. I don't guess anybody--either people should have been told something--what to do and what to expect. We weren't----
Mr. HUBERT. All right, sir. Have you any other facts that you think have any bearing upon----
Captain MARTIN. No, no; I don't think so. I think it is more or less in that report there [indicating].
Mr. HUBERT. That is to say, you are talking about the documents you have identified ?
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, other than the interview that I had with you this morning, have you been interviewed by any member of the Commission staff?
Captain MARTIN. No, no.
Mr. HUBERT. Now, but I did interview you this morning just prior to lunch, I think at which time we arranged for you to come to have your deposition taken.
Captain MARTIN. Yes.
Mr. HUBERT. Do you perceive at the present time any inconsistency between the interview with me this morning and your testimony in the deposition this afternoon?
Captain MARTIN. No, no. It is about the same.
Mr. HUBERT. Did you state anything, or provide any material, state any facts in the course of the interview this morning which has not been developed in the record this afternoon?
Captain MARTIN. I don't recall anything. If there is any you can think of, you can ask me and I will bring it out, but I don't recall a thing.
Mr. HUBERT. No, sir; I don't. I am just obliged to ask these questions to wrap it up.
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Captain MARTIN. Uh-huh.
Mr. HUBERT. We certainly thank you, Captain Martin, and I thank you personally and on behalf of the Commission for your cooperation in this matter. If at any time, if you know that there are some other facts that you may have overlooked, please feel completely free to get in touch with us so that we may find out what that fact may be. In other words, it is never too late to reveal a fact which has been omitted as a lapse of memory.
Captain MARTIN. I don't know of a thing right now.
Mr. HUBERT. Thank you very much.
A Record from Mary Ferrell's Database
Record:
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MARTIN, FRANK M., JR. (CAPTAIN)
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Sources:
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Forgive My Grief II, Jones, 16
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Mary's
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Captain in Dallas Police Juvenile Department. Died June
16, 1966. His widow: Betty J. Martin, owner of Vanity Fair Poodle Salon, 127
W. Jefferson, Dallas, TX.
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Martin a witness to Ruby shooting Oswald.
FBI Statement : CE 5059
http://www.maryferrell.org/mffweb/archive/viewer/showDoc.do?docId=1137&relPageId=623Commission
Hearings, Volume XX
Current Section: Martin Ex 5058 - Copy of a letter from
Frank M. Martin to Chief Jesse E. Curry, dated November 26, 1963
Mary
Ferrell Chronologies, Volume 5 - November 23, 1963 - Forward
Current Section: Diagram of Dallas Police Basement
Current Section: Diagram of Dallas Police Basement
http://www.maryferrell.org/mffweb/archive/viewer/showDoc.do?docId=40393&relPageId=45
Captain Frank M. Martin No. 68
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