Dale Myers’ Misleading Portrait of J.D. Tippit
Dale Myers’ Norman Rockwell portrait of Dallas
policeman J.D. Tippit in the Detroit Free Press (November, 2013, posted in full below) may be
accurate but is misleading in not presenting all the pertinent facts.
Officer Tippit, whose murder is attributed to the
same man alleged to have assassinated President Kennedy less than an hour
earlier, was a good cop but not a smart one, and had a peculiar inability to look
people squarely in the eyes when talking with them. Now is a time when we have
to look into the eyes and square things away to determine the truth and achieve
justice, not just get misty eyed over a lost loved one.
It’s certainly true that Tippit is not remembered as
he should be and because his murder was not properly investigated allows the
allegations of conspiracy to continue, and while they may be painful for family
and friends they are not as preposterous as Myers claims.
Among the odd jobs Tippit held to make ends meet was
at a barbeque restaurant popular with young people where he struck up an affair
with a married and pregnant waitress, thus providing a motive for someone other
than Oswald to kill him.
The restaurant Tippit worked was owned by a John
Birch Society extremist whose business partner was Ralph Paul, who also happened
to be Jack Ruby’s business partner.
While the Tippit family and friends may make the
anniversary reflections on the assassination personal, so does every American
who was robbed of their democracy that day, when bullets replaced the ballot, truth
was lost to government propaganda and those responsible for the crimes never
saw justice.
A new book on the murder of Tippit by California
journalist Joseph McBride tells us that according to Tippit’s father, Tippit
was killed while hunting for not just a suspicious person but specifically for
Lee Harvey Oswald.
Myers says that: “At 1:15 p.m. on Friday, November
22, 1963, Officer Tippit spotted a suspicious man walking near Tenth and Patton
in the Oak Cliff section of Dallas. He stopped his squad car and got out to
investigate. The man, identified by eyewitnesses as Lee Harvey Oswald, pulled a
gun from under his jacket and shot Tippit in the chest and head, killing him
instantly.”
What Myers doesn’t tell you are a number of
contributing facts and factors that question the identity and role of Lee
Harvey Oswald. Myers doesn’t tell you that Oswald was also seen by eyewitnesses
at the Top Ten Record shop in Oak Cliff twice that morning, and that Tippit
also stopped there shortly after one o’clock, minutes before he was killed, to
make a phone call.
Eyewitnesses also placed Oswald at a nearby convenience
store purchasing candy and beer and using a Texas drivers licenses as
identification when the historic Oswald was at work at the Texas School Book
Depository. Which Oswald killed Tippit, the one at work at Dealey Plaza or the
one at the record shop and convenience store?
Two eye witnesses at the scene of the murder say
there were two men near Tippit when he was killed, one who ran away and the
other who left in an old Plymouth.
Shortly thereafter an eyewitness saw Oswald behind
the wheel of a 1957 Plymouth, and wrote down the license plate number of the
car that was traced to Carl Mather. When the FBI questioned Mrs. Mather, with the
Plymouth sitting in driveway, she told them that on the morning of November 22,
1963, her husband had the Plymouth at his place of employment – Collins Radio Company,
where he worked on the radios of the Vice President’s airplane. But in the
afternoon they went to the home of their good friend and former neighbor J.D.
Tippit to pay their respects to his widow.
So the accused presidential assassin and cop killer
was seen shortly after murdering J.D. Tippit riding around in the car of a good
friend of the murdered victim?
Indeed, as Myers contends, Tippit’s showdown with
Oswald had momentous impact on our nation’s history, and continues to haunt us
today, as the government records related to Collins Radio Company are still
being withheld from the public for reasons of “national security.”
As Myers suggests, historians should consider the
consequences for Dallas and the country had Oswald, framed as the patsy,
escaped the city, as he wouldn’t have been murdered while in the custody of the
Dallas police and would have lived to tell his side of the story.
Tippit should be remembered as the Dallas policeman
whose murder is considered the “Rosetta Stone” of the assassination of
President Kennedy, a murder that should be properly investigated today so those
actually responsible for the murders of John F. Kennedy and J.D. Tippit can be properly
and legally identified and some semblance of truth and justice achieved.
Truth, justice and the law are essential ingredients
of our form of government that has been corrupted by the murders of Kennedy,
Tippit and Oswald, and corruption continues with the failure of the government
to come clean and enforce the JFK Act of 1992. Rather than redact, withhold,
lose and destroy the relevant records on the assassination, the records should be
immediately released so the citizens of this country can make up their own
minds as to what happened in Dallas that day.
William E. Kelly, Jr. is the son of a Camden, New
Jersey policeman, independent researcher, journalist and historian who blogs
about the assassination at http://jfkcountercoup.blogspot.com.
In the Detroit Free Press - Nov. 2013
Dale Myers wrote
Fifty years ago, President John F. Kennedy was
assassinated in Dallas, Texas.
The images of that day are seared in the
public consciousness and over the last few weeks have been revisited with
television documentaries, newspaper and magazine articles, and what seems like
an endless parade of conspiracy theories.
Yet, few remember J.D. Tippit, the Dallas cop
who was gunned down on an Oak Cliff side street just 45 minutes after the
assassination. Even fewer realize that Tippit’s murder is what led to the arrest
of Lee Harvey Oswald, who was later charged with killing Kennedy.
For the Tippit family, the 50th anniversary of
those four dark days in November is personal. The murder of one so loved
was devastating beyond words.
Particularly painful for family and friends
are the continuing allegations that J.D. was somehow involved in a conspiracy
to kill the president or to murder Oswald. Of course, anyone who really knew
the 39-year-old father of three knows that such claims are preposterous.
J.D. was a country boy raised in the
depression-era farming community of Clarksville, Texas. During World War II, at
age 19, he volunteered for the parachute infantry and jumped into France with
the 17th Airborne Division earning a Bronze service star. After the war, he married
his high school sweetheart, Marie Gasway, and tried to make a go of farming.
But drought and floods took their toll on the young family and in 1952 he
sought employment with the Dallas Police Department.
J.D. had a keen eye for police work. He was a good
judge of people, compassionate, and dependable. Away from the force and the odd
jobs he held to make ends meet, J.D. was a devoted family man. He liked Clark
Gable movies, the music of Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys, bushy Christmas
trees, and clowning around with friends and family. He was the funny brother,
the favorite uncle, the lovable guy.
At 1:15 p.m. on Friday, November 22, 1963,
Officer Tippit spotted a suspicious man walking near Tenth and Patton in the
Oak Cliff section of Dallas. He stopped his squad car and got out to
investigate. The man, identified by eyewitnesses as Lee Harvey Oswald, pulled a
gun from under his jacket and shot Tippit in the chest and head, killing him
instantly. Forty minutes later, police pounced on the cop-killer at the Texas
Theater.
Late that night, Tippit’s body lay in state at
an Oak Cliff funeral home. “I don’t suppose you could imagine what it was like
to see your best friend laying up there,” boyhood pal and brother-in-law Jack
Christopher recalled. “His life was gone, just like that.”
Three days later, 700 policemen in dress blues
joined as many mourners at the small, red brick Beckley Hills Baptist Church to
say good-bye. An organist played “The Old Rugged Cross” as broad shouldered
lawmen openly wept.
Few historians have considered the
consequences for Dallas and the country had Oswald, an avowed pro-Castro
Marxist, escaped the city. The president’s assassination had lit the fuse of a
Cold War powder keg that might never have been snuffed out. In that sense, Tippit’s
showdown with Oswald had a momentous impact on our nation’s history.
J.D. Tippit was one of those ordinary men who,
through extraordinary events, had the moniker of hero thrust upon them. And
although his pivotal role in America’s darkest days will forever be remembered,
it is his likeable spirit that has left the deepest impression on those who
loved him.
Duty, honor, and love — essential ingredients
of a hero of the ordinary kind.
Dale K. Myers is a Milford resident and the
author of “With Malice: Lee Harvey Oswald and the Murder of Officer J.D.
Tippit” (Oak Cliff Press, 2013)
