Tonight on Frontline... He lives in this fantasy about being a great man. The loner and the dreamer at the heart of the Kennedy assassination. He wanted to be an active guerrilla in the effort to bring about a new world order. Texas Book Depository.
President Kennedy's been cut down by assassins'bullets. Twenty years ago, Frontline documented the life of Lee Harvey Oswald, before memories faded. The chaos was taking place. This gentleman and his wife and two children were on the grass.
The shots came in from above. Boom, click, click. Boom, click, click. And the president looked like that he right jumped up in his seat.
Boom, click, click. And he fell shot in the side of the head. Any effort to explain what happened in Dallas must explain Lee Harvey Oswald.
He is not an easy man to explain. Come on, man. President.
Get the shot, please. The president. Lone gunman or part of a conspiracy, the evidence is often ambiguous.
I mean, Mark, that is correct. On the 50th anniversary of the of President Kennedy's assassination, Frontline's definitive investigation of the mysterious life and character of Lee Harvey Oswald. At the edge of downtown Dallas, the Union Pacific Railroad crosses a triple underpass near a place called Dealey Plaza.
On the north side of Dealey Plaza are the Dallas County Jail, the Courthouse, and the Texas School Book Depository. In Dealey Plaza, it will always be November 22nd, 1963. I noticed that there are a number of hidden zippers in these jackets. Now, what are these for, Betsy? They can't be for...
Is it for mad money? Well, it depends on where they're placed. They can be wherever you want them. Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
You'll excuse the fact that I'm out of breath, but this is from the United Press in Dallas. President Kennedy and Governor John Connolly have been cut down by assassins'bullets in downtown Dallas. They were riding in an open automobile when the shots were fired....Depository, headed for the triple underpass. There were three loud reverberating......he happened to look up at about the fifth or sixth floor of the Texas Book Depository.
He said he saw the rifle being pulled back in. Uh, Bert? Let's see.
Let's get reorganized here. Grab that cable over there. We're on the air, Bert. Let's talk to you.
We're en route as fast as they can get there to Parkland Hospital. This is what I've been told, Magic. The president was shot in the head, Conley was shot in the chest.
Both of them are still alive when I left the hospital. Do you have some film? Yeah, I have film at the hospital.
Will you get the film and see if you can get it developed real quick? Yeah, I will. A priest has been ordered.
Emergency supplies of blood also being rushed. When I first looked over the balcony, the gentleman just walked in our studio that I am meeting for the first time as well as you. This is WFAA TV in Dallas, Texas.
May I have your name, please, sir? My name is Abraham Zapruder. Mr. Zapruder? Zapruder, yes, sir.
Zapruder. And would you tell us your story, please, sir? I got out about a half hour earlier and got into a good spot to shoot some pictures. As the president was coming down from Houston Street making his turn, I heard a shot. Then he slumped to the side, like this.
Then I heard another shot or two, I couldn't say what it was, one or two. And I saw his head practically open up, all blood and everything. And I kept on shooting.
That's about all. I'm just sick again. I think that pretty well expresses the entire feelings of the whole world. Within two hours, the police had arrested 24-year-old Lee Harvey Oswald.
He was a former Marine who had once defected to the Soviet Union. Only weeks earlier, he had visited Soviet and Cuban diplomatic missions in Mexico. The original complaint that the police department filed on Lee Oswald around midnight on the 22nd of November said that Lee Oswald did in furtherance of an international communist conspiracy assassinate President John F. Kennedy. That night, as Air Force One brought John Kennedy's body home to Washington, the new president was afraid that Oswald's apparent communist... connections could spark an international crisis.
President Johnson ordered the district attorney to drop any reference to a communist conspiracy. This is a sad time for all people. Johnson was fearful that if this had gotten out it would flame public opinion and could possibly lead to World War III.
This is exactly how World War I began, with an assassination. Nine months later, President Johnson's Warren Commission concluded there had been no conspiracy. But in 1979, the House Assassinations Committee concluded there probably had been a plot to kill the president.
Meanwhile, conspiracy theories have... multiplied as Hollywood movies and 2,000 books have accused the CIA, the FBI, the Pentagon, Fidel Castro, anti-Castro Cubans, the KGB, the Mafia, right-wing oil men, and even Lyndon Johnson himself of assassinating John Kennedy. Come on, man. You're the president.
I'm just a patsy. Lone gunman, conspirator, or patsy, Lee Harvey Oswald is the ambiguous figure at the heart of the Kennedy assassination. Any effort to explain what happened in Dallas must explain Lee Harvey Oswald. And Lee Harvey Oswald is a mystery wrapped up in an enigma, hidden behind a riddle.
He is not, I put it in simple words, an easy man to explain. And easy explanations died 50 years ago, when Oswald, in his turn, fell to an assassin's bullet. He's been shot. Hey, Oswald, he's been shot. He is shot.
It is Oswald. As a boy, the Bronx Zoo was a haven for Lee Oswald. He seemed to prefer the company of animals to people.
He had not set foot in school for nearly two months when he was picked up at the zoo for truancy and taken to juvenile court. Lee thought he had better ways to use his time than go to school. He spent his days at the public library and museums and endless hours learning the New York City subway system. I remember him vividly.
He was a skinny, unprepossessing kid. He was not a mentally disturbed kid. As a matter of fact, his IQ was better than average. He was just emotionally frozen. He was a kid who had never developed a really trusting relationship with anybody.
He was born October 18th, 1939 in New Orleans, the son of Marguerite and Robert Oswald. You go back to the death of the dad two months before he was born, that's a tremendous impact. What Lee missed from his childhood in comparison to me was the whole family being together all the time. The continuity there. The stability, the lack of stability, I think, entered into that to a large degree.
Marguerite sent the older boys into an orphanage. Lee stayed with his mother. I don't know at what age Mother verbalized to Lee the effect that she felt he was a burden to her.
Certainly by age three, he had the sense that, you know, we were a burden. When he was three years old, Lee, too, was sent to the orphanage. Like Lee, Marguerite herself grew up without a parent. It was their common bond.
She had certain characteristics that were so much like Lee. The time and circumstances always seemed to be against her. The world over her living, she wanted to be somebody. I think this was passed on to Lee. At the age of 12, Lee was back with his mother.
They moved to a small apartment in the Bronx. While Marguerite worked days in a dress shop, Lee spent his time alone. From what I could garner, he really interacted with no one.
He made his own meals. His mother left it around. ...and came home at 7, and he shifted for himself. You got the feeling of a kid nobody gave a darn about him. He was just floating along in the world with no emotional resources at all.
His political awakening came in 1953, when Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were sentenced to death as Russian spies. The first instance we have of Lee Harvey Oswald's politics is that he picked up a leaflet in New York City about the coming execution of the Rosenbergs. And as he reads this, it begins to show him that there's a way of finding himself by opposing the established order.
I was looking for a key to my environment, and then I discovered socialist literature. I had to dig for my books in the back dusty shelves of libraries. When the truant officer came after Lee again, he and his mother fled New York. They moved back to New Orleans, to the edge of the French Quarter.
But their home was far from the tourists on Bourbon Street. That street at that time was one den of iniquity after another. Strip joints, gambling joints. It was a place where every hustler and pimp in New Orleans applied his trade. Oswald grew up in a...
community and environment of crime and corruption. Dear sirs, I am 16 years of age and would like more information about your youth league. His interest in socialism may have diverted Lee from the vices in his neighborhood. I am a Marxist and have been studying socialist principles for well over 15 months. I am very interested in your YPSL.
Sincerely, Lee Oswald. When he was 16, Lee joined the Civil Air Patrol, a youth auxiliary of the Air Force. Then, just after his 17th birthday, he enlisted in the Marines.
It was 1956, the height of the Cold War. Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.
To him, the Marine Corps was a vehicle for escaping from all the things that were holding him down in his life. Look what he got as a Marine. He learned to use a rifle, he learned to travel, and he got away from his family. What meter line are we at right now?
Is that 200 meters? Oswald received extensive training in marksmanship. Some have claimed he was a poor shot, but military records indicate otherwise. He shoots on a rifle range 212, which means he qualifies for the second highest position in the Marine Corps, that of a sharpshooter.
Near the end of his stay in the Marines in 1959, he went back to requalify himself in the range, still shot 191, and still qualified as a marksman. Oswald asked to be a radar controller. He received training and then shipped out for what would be his first great foreign adventure, a posting at Atsugi, Japan.
What he arrived at, at Atsuki Air Base in Japan, wasn't simply an Air Force defense base. It was a CIA base, and the CIA program taking place at that base involved one of America's most secret and important reconnaissance missions, the spy plane which became famous as the U-2 plane. Did Oswald develop ties to the CIA at Atsugi? There is no hard evidence. What is known is that he started to learn Russian and openly espoused the virtues of Marxism to fellow Marines.
If he complained about, oh, we've got to go on a march this morning, or we've got to do this this morning, scrub barracks, whatever we had to do, if he were complaining about it, he would say that that was the capitalist form of government making us do these things, Karl Marx and his form of government. government would alleviate that. Even though he was nicknamed Oswaldowicz, no one investigated him or his political sympathies. This man was a man with a security clearance. This man was a man who had access to highly sophisticated materials.
And he is now showing an entrance in Marxism. In retrospect, I think that what this indicates, and this was the judgment of the committee, is that our own people aren't as efficient as we might think they ought to be. That more often than not, it's Keystone cops, and not stainless steel efficiency. Oswald found himself at odds with the Marine Code of Discipline. Possession of an illegal pistol earned him a court-martial and a long stint of KP duty.
Angry and resentful, he challenged the sergeant who had busted him to a fight. Court-martialed for a second time, he was sent to the brig. He applied for an early discharge and a passport. He was secretly planning to go to Russia. Oswald didn't defect to the Soviet Union on a sudden impulse. We know that.
This was well planned, and the question is, could Oswald have planned this alone, or did he have help? Oswald's defection meant traveling from New Orleans to France, England, and Finland. From there, on October 15, 1959, he boarded the train from Moscow.
Where did he get the money for his travels? He later claimed he had saved over $1,000 while in the Marines, but records show he had only $200 in his bank account. As a deluxe class tourist, Oswald had his own in-tourist guide, Rima Shirokova.
I took him for an excursion around the city. We went... to the most important sites of Moscow, such as Stretikov Art Gallery, the cathedrals, and the treasury of the Moscow Kremlin.
But Oswald seemed uninterested in the sites. On their second day, he told Rima his real reason for coming. He wanted to defect.
I was shocked. I asked his motives, his reasons, and he said that it was his political views. He said that he was a communist.
He doesn't approve of the American way of life. With Rima as their go-between, the KGB considered Oswald's request to stay in Russia. Vladimir Semichastny, a former head of the KGB who reviewed Oswald's case, explains why the KGB rejected Oswald.
When he came to us and began to ask for asylum here so insistently, the first reaction was to refuse and not to give him permission to stay in the Soviet Union, let alone to give him political asylum. Oswald recorded his despair in what he called his historic diary. I must leave country tonight at 8 p.m.
as visa expires. I am shocked. My dreams.
I retire to my room. That same afternoon we were to meet downstairs as usual. Some time passed, but he didn't appear. Certainly I was nervous and wanted to know what had happened.
So that's why I rushed upstairs. I knocked at the door, but there was no answer. Hotel security men finally broke down the door.
They all tumbled in the room, and behind the shoulders of the two men, I saw Lee in the bath. It was water there, and it was reddish, so it was blood. Lee cut his wrist. Oswald was rushed unconscious to Botkin Hospital. His wounds were quickly stitched up and bandaged.
He was then transferred to the psychiatric ward. Dr. Lidia Mikhalina was on duty when Li arrived. It was my impression immediately that this was a sure suicide attempt, since he was refused political asylum, which he had been demanding. And he tried to obtain permission to stay in the Soviet Union by inflicting the wounds. After seven days, Oswald was ready to be discharged.
But then the KGB called the hospital, telling them to hold him until they arrived. Sometime later, about 40 minutes, a large black car arrived and three young men came in. They confirmed that Oswald was alive.
They confiscated his medical history, his discharge paper, and all his documents. And then they told me they were taking him away. The KGB wanted to see if Oswald could be useful to them.
Counterintelligence and intelligence, they both looked him over to see what he was capable of. But unfortunately, neither could find any ability at all. Oswald was moved to a hotel while the KGB considered his fate.
After three days, he decided he'd had enough. It seems like three years. I must have some sort of a showdown.
On October 31st, he went to the U.S. Embassy and demanded to see the consul, Richard Snyder. He put a piece of paper on my desk.
It said, I have come to revoke my American citizenship. I have applied for some. citizenship.
He also volunteered the information that he'd been, while in the Marines, he'd been a radar technician and that when he became a Soviet citizen he intended to offer to the Soviet authorities everything that he learned. Snyder reported Oswald's threat to Washington and the Marines changed their radar codes. But the KGB says it was unimpressed by the military intelligence Oswald was sharing with them.
There were conversations, but this was such outdated information. The kind we say the sparrows have already chirped to the entire world. And now Oswald tells us about it.
Not the kind of information that would interest such a high-level organization like ours. Meanwhile, word of Oswald's suicide attempt had reached the top levels of the Kremlin. Yekaterina Fritzeva, seated just behind Nikita Khrushchev, was the highest-ranking woman in the Politburo. Fritzeva became Oswald's champion and demanded the...
to let the KGB reverse its decision and allow him to stay. If he's begging, to hell with him. Let him stay here in order to avoid an international scandal on account of such a nobody.
We were not convinced this would be his last act of blackmail. We expected he would try again, which would be difficult to deal with in Moscow, so we decided to send him to Minsk. In January 1960, Oswald moved to Minsk. He now had the chance to become what he had always wanted to be, a model young Marxist. Soviet authorities set him up in style.
Despite a chronic housing shortage, he was given a choice apartment, a luxury unheard of for a young bachelor. At the Minsk Radio and Television Factory, Oswald helped to build prototypes of new models. As in the Marines, he got off to a good start. Leonid Sagoika worked with Oswald.
When he started work after his training, he joined a team. He did well and worked well too. Oswald also befriended some college students interested in learning English. He became fast friends with Ernst Titovitz. Titovitz made tape recordings of Oswald to study his southern accent.
The door of Henry's lunch counter opened and two men came in. They sat down at the counter. What's yours, George Jackson?
I gave him rather chance pieces to read, and those happened to be, well, Shakespeare. from Othello, Ernest Hemingway. The two men at the counter are the menu.
From the other end of the counter, Nick Adams. Titovitz also interviewed Oswald in mock dialogues. In one interview, Lee played the part of a killer.
Will you tell us about your last killing? Well, there was a young girl under a bridge. She came in carrying a loaf of bread, and I just cut her throat from ear to ear.
What for? Well, I wanted the loaf of bread, of course. We're just having a great time, and actually we're laughing our heads off. The KGB was keeping Oswald under constant surveillance, and it co-opted most of the people he met, including his best friend, Pavel Golovitchev.
I was met by one of their people, and it was like this. He said, Euro country ask you, Euro country demands. There is a foreigner here, it's in the country's interest for security, and so on.
That was early on, but I told him about it a year later. I had three or four meetings with the KGB. They give me little assignments to provoke him, saying, try this out on him and see what he says.
By January 1961, Oswald was becoming disillusioned with life in the Soviet Union. The work is drab. The money I get has nowhere to be spent.
As my Russian improves, I become increasingly conscious of just what sort of a society I live in. He had become disillusioned with life here. He came here after reading a lot of Marx and Lenin, thinking that it was something good.
But living here, he realized it was not so good. Then one night, at a dance in the Palace of Culture, a friend introduced him to Marina Prusakova. She was a very attractive lady. She dressed well.
We went up to her with Liharvi Osvold, and he said straight away that he would like to get to know her. We were standing right here, beside that column. Of course he fell in love with her straight away, at first sight, as we say in Russia. Marina Oswald declined to be interviewed for this program, but she did talk to writer Priscilla McMillan.
McMillan befriended Marina after the assassination and wrote an intimate portrait of the Oswalds'life together. Marina liked Lee for several reasons. One was that he was polite.
She liked his being foreign. She thought that an American would treat her better than a Russian. Six weeks after they met, a hasty wedding party was arranged at the home of Marina's uncle. But the KGB was bugging their apartment and monitoring everything that went on inside. They married and they had a girl very soon.
I don't think they were the happiest family in the world. They had a lot of quarrels all the time and even some fights. Despite their quarrels, Lee and Marina planned to return to the U.S. with their daughter, June.
But it took 18 months until Soviet and U.S. authorities finally granted them permission to leave. We concluded that he was not working for American intelligence. His intellectual training, experience and capabilities were such that it would not show the FBI and the CIA in a good light if they used people like him.
Oswald's two-and-a-half-year Russian journey was over. On June 2nd, 1962, Lee, Marina, and June left for America. Oswald assumed the press would flock to hear his story.
He had prepared answers and statements, anticipating reporters either at the ship or someplace down the line on return. And I think he was surprised when he stepped off the plane in Dallas Love Field. He asked me, what, no reporter? I said, yes, I've been managed to keep it quiet.
And that was it. But I think he was disappointed. Lee moved back in with his brother, Robert, in Fort...
Soon after, the FBI interviewed him about his time in the Soviet Union. Oswald appeared at the Fort Worth Resident Agency and was interviewed by two agents who happened to be in the office. This interview did not turn out to be too successful because Oswald was an aggressive surly mood and they finally broke the interview off after a little while.
He said, they even asked me, you know, if I'd ever been an agent of the federal government or the CIA. He says, well, don't you know? And he just laughed.
He was toying with them, and he toyed with people like that. Officially, the FBI was the only agency that questioned Oswald. It remains a mystery why the CIA, which had a growing file on Oswald, maintained it never talked to him. The FBI would certainly interview him for a counter-examination. for espionage purposes and to try and find out whether the KGB had recruited him, whether he was going to be somebody that they had to continue to watch, what his motives were, and all the rest of those things.
And it was the FBI's responsibility, and if they ended up interviewed him once or twice, that would seem to me to have been adequate. This is that missing document, the internal document note of September 28, 19... Frontline researchers poured through Oswald's partially declassified CIA file at the National Archives. One day I picked up a piece of paper and turned it over and could see through the back, I could read handwriting that said, Andy Anderson, double O on Oswald.
Later on we found out that 00 really is the symbol, the office symbol, for the Domestic Contacts Division, which would have had the debriefing mission on Oswald had there been one. I know of no contact that was made by CIA with Oswald when he returned to the United States. There may have been one, but I'm not aware of it, and I'm not able to shed any light on who it would have been.
And this document doesn't change your mind? And that document doesn't change my mind in the slightest. Frontline interviewed over 30 CIA officers off the record.
One high-ranking agent confirmed that the CIA had debriefed Oswald, but he said it was just a routine contact. It is still unclear why the CIA covered up its routine debriefing of Oswald or why the agency still withholds hundreds of files on him. In the autumn of 1962, Lee and Marina moved from Fort Worth to Dallas. That Thanksgiving. The Oswald family gathered at Robert's house.
Thanksgiving Day, November 22, 1962. We are all having a pleasant holiday atmosphere. Everybody's getting along fine. And Lee didn't seem under any particular strain, no indication of any particular problems.
But behind the facade, Lee was beginning to lose control. He was picking fights at work and at home. Lee became more and more tense, and he began to hit Marina, something he had never done before. And by the winter, he hit her more and more frequently and harder. Oswald had found a job in a photo lab.
He put his newfound skills to use, forging a new identity in the name of Alec J. Heidel. He opened a post office box to receive mail for himself and Heidel. Lee began to receive publications that he did not want to get at home. They were the Worker, the newspaper of the American Communist Party, the Militant, newspaper of the Socialist Workers'Party.
The left-wing press embraced the issues that mattered to Oswald. The campaign for civil rights in the U.S. and Fidel Castro's revolution in Cuba. But Oswald longed to be more than an armchair revolutionary. At a party in February 1963, Oswald was introduced to oil geologist Volkmar Schmidt. The two hunkered down by a window to talk politics.
I mentioned General Walker, who deserved criticism because he was a racist retired general. Old car, right wing, and who had just a few, a little time before, talked to students at the University of Mississippi, who then got so agitated that they shot and killed some reporters. Violently opposed to the integration of African American students in the University of Mississippi, General Walker had incited a 15-hour race riot.
Walker was now embarked on a cross-country tour to rally support for the overthrow of Castro. Oswald saw Walker as an up-and-coming Hitler who had to be stopped. In hindsight, I probably may have given Lee Harvey Oswald the idea to go after General Walker. I certainly didn't tell him to take the law in his own hand, not at all. He may also have thought of General Walker independently.
Using his alias, Lee had already ordered a.38 pistol through the mail. Now he ordered more firepower, a cheap Italian rifle. He apparently went on a reconnaissance mission to General Walker's house and scouted the alley in the back.
Oswald drew up detailed plans for the assassination of General Walker. He photographed Walker's house. He photographed the area where he would stash his rifle. He marked up maps and wrote statements of political purpose. Lee's guns finally arrived in the mail.
A few days later, he surprised Marina while she was hanging up laundry in the backyard. Dressed all in black, he was carrying his rifle, had his pistol in his waist, and she burst out laughing and asked him what on earth he was doing in that costume, and he told her she was to take a picture of him. The backyard photographs remain among the most incriminating and controversial evidence against Lee Harvey Oswald.
Oswald himself, shown those photographs, denied that he owned a rifle and denied that this was him in it. He said his head was pasted on it. The critics of the Warren Commission seized on this.
One of the best-known critics is filmmaker Oliver Stone, whose movie JFK reflects the conspiracy view. Oswald was no angel, that's clear. But who was he?
I'm lost, boss. Stone's movie suggests the photographs were faked in order to frame Oswald. He was not a real defector.
That he was an intelligence agent on some kind of mission for our government. and remain one until the day he died. The intelligence community murdered their own commander-in-chief.
Y'all never could figure out why this guy orders a traceable weapon to this post office box when he can go into any store in Texas, give a phony name, and walk out with a rifle. which can never be traced. To frame him, obviously.
There's a lot of smoke there, but there's some fire. We're talking about our government here. No, we're talking about a crime, Bill, pure and simple. Y'all got to start looking on a different level like the CIA does.
Now, we're through the looking glass here, people. White is black, and black is white. Just maybe Oswald is exactly what he said he was.
A patsy. We took very seriously these charges. We had... And first the evidence examined by the Warren Commission.
Marina testifies that she took it. She identifies the camera that she used. The FBI was able to, to the exclusion of all other cameras, tie that camera to these photographs. Assuming that all that's fake, we went further with a photographic panel and studied very carefully all of the testimony about the shadows being inappropriate. Our photographic panel indicated in great detail that these shadows were not inappropriate, that the critics had simply not understood optics accordingly.
It emerged that Oswald gave a copy of the photograph to a friend. On the back, someone wrote in Russian, hunter of fascists, ha, ha, ha. And Oswald himself signed it.
The House committee's experts concluded beyond a doubt the signature was his. Any notion that the photograph was faked by other people to frame Lee Harvey Oswald now has to explain the fact that Lee Harvey Oswald himself signed that photograph. On April 1, 1963, Lee was fired from his job at the photo lab. No one knows where he spent his days.
Marina says he spent a few evenings shooting target practice. On the night of April 10th, she says, he didn't come home at all. At about 10, he still hadn't come home.
She was worried. She walked into a room, his study, which he told her never to enter. And there on his desk, she saw a sheet of paper with a key lying on top of it. Lee wrote to Marina in Russian. Here is the key to the post office box.
You can throw out my clothing, but as for my personal papers, I prefer you keep them. I left you as much money as I could. He then explained where to find the jail. And she had no idea what he'd gone to do, and she started to shake all over. That evening, someone fired a single shot through the window of General Walker's study.
Looking the situation over, back there 40 steps behind me is an... General Walker lived to tell the tale. A bullet crashed through the window and just missed me.
And it felt much... grit and dirt in my hair and my arm was laying on the desk and it was bleeding in three places which turned out to be fragments from the shell casing. Later that night about 1130 Lee came in white, covered with sweat and looking quite wild in the eyes and he said, I shot Walker.
The Walker case would not be resolved until after the Kennedy assassination, when Marina told her story and the Walker bullet was linked to Oswald's ammunition. No co-conspirators were ever identified. Two weeks later, on April 24th, 1963, Oswald abruptly left Dallas. In seven months, he would write into the history books. For now, he was headed for his hometown, New Orleans.
He said that he would call when he got a job. And he did in fact call in early May and talk to Marina, said he'd gotten a job, that he had a place for them to stay. Marina was elated, very happy as she hung up the phone and picked up Junie and said, Papa nas lubit, Father loves us.
And then we loaded up the car the next day and drove to New Orleans. By now, Oswald had found an apartment on Magazine Street. It looked all right and had some old antique kind of furniture in it, and that part was kind of nice, but by evening it was very clear that it was also terribly infested with cockroaches.
When they first went into the apartment, he really wanted her to be pleased, and she wasn't that pleased, and I felt his hurt in that. Oswald was about to enter the most mysterious chapter of his short life. New Orleans was seething with intrigue and paranoia, plot and counter-plot.
The city had welcomed thousands of Cuban exiles who had fled Castro's communism. These were the people whom Fidel Castro called gusanos, the worms. As in Miami, they were fervently anti-communist.
In the swamps and bayous, violent paramilitary groups trained to overthrow Castro. I can assure you that this flag will be returned to this brigade in a free Havana. But President Kennedy's failure to topple Fidel Castro was eroding support for him in the Cuban exile community. The hard men in the paramilitary groups felt betrayed. In New Orleans, the Cuban enclaves burned with a murderous hatred for the president.
In the summer of 1963, Nothing could have been more provocative than Oswald's open espousal of Castro's cause. Oswald defended Castro on local radio and gave a television interview about his own Marxist beliefs. Are you a Marxist?
Well, I have studied Marxist philosophy, yes, sir, and also other philosophers. But are you a Marxist? I think you did admit that you consider yourself a Marxist. Well, I would very definitely say that I am a Marxist. That is correct.
But that does not mean, however, that I'm a communist. In May 1963, Lee Oswald wrote to America's leading pro-Castro group, the Fair Play for Cuba Committee. He was offering to start a chapter in New Orleans.
The committee discouraged him, but he ignored their advice. From his home address, he designed pro-Castro leaflets and phony membership cards. Then he began handing out the leaflets on the streets of New Orleans.
He continued to pretend he was more than just a one-man band. We have had members in this area for several months now. We have decided to feel out the public what they think of our organization, our aims, and for that purpose we have been distributing literature on the street.
Oswald's pro-Castro activities seemed genuine enough. But what happened next is a puzzle. In August, he approached the leader of an anti-Castro group named Carlos Bringuier.
When Oswald came to my store for the first time, he was explaining how he was against Castro. And he was asking in what way he could help us to fight against Castro. He was telling me that he would have been in the Marine Corps, that he had experience in guerrilla warfare, and that he could help us.
can help us in the guerrilla fight against Castro. The second time that Oswald came to my store was when he brought this guidebook from Marines. He said that this was a present for me to see if this could help me out to fight Castro.
The manual showed how to make bombs, booby traps, and how to conduct sabotage operations. But a few days later, Carlos Bringuier found Oswald handing out pro-Castro leaflets on Canal Street. It was the same Oswald that has been in my store a few days before, offering his service to fight against Castro.
And now he works with the sign Viva Fidel and Hands of Cuba. Police were called to the scene where an amateur movie maker filmed the angry Cubans as they surrounded Oswald. When we got out of the vehicle and approached the crowd, there was about eight or ten... and Hispanic people that were taunting him, yelling at him, asking him to hand over the papers to them so they could dispose of them. At that time, I get angry and I was...
approaching Oswald, trying to punch him in the face. When he saw that I was approaching and he sensed my intention, he put his arm down and he said to me, OK, Carlos, if you want to hit me, hit me. Immediately, I realized that he wanted to appear as a victim, as a martyr.
When one of the Cubans took the Procastro leaflets and threw them on the ground, the police arrested Oswald and eight Cubans for disturbing the peace. At the police station, Oswald's conduct became even more mysterious. We advised him that the booking procedure, which was a municipal misdemeanor, that he was eligible for, posting a bond of $25 in cash. or getting a politician to parole him.
He said he did not want either. He wanted to go to jail. We also told him that part of the booking procedure would to be, that he would have to be photographed and fingerprinted, which he agreed to.
He insisted almost that we fingerprint and photograph him. He seemed to want to let everyone know who he was and what he was doing. He could have avoided it very, very simply by saying, hey, here's my $25, let me go home. What kind of double game was Oswald playing? One piece of evidence has continued to raise important questions about Oswald's true attitude toward Cuba and whose side he was really on.
The leaflets that Oswald hands out on Canal Street, is pro-Castro leaflets, hands off Cuba, telling the government to leave it alone, let it stay communist like Castro alone. And the return addresses that are stamped on it is 544 Camp Street. That same building, there is a private detective agency by a man named Guy Bannister. And Guy Bannister is certainly not pro-Castro.
He's an ex-FBI agent from New York who is a violent thief. anti-Castro and working to overthrow Castro. If Lee Harvey Oswald is connected to Bannister, then the pro-Castro activity seems to be a sham. was actively involved in the secret training of Cuban exiles. One of Bannister's comrades in the fight against Castro was a former airline pilot named David Ferry, who had flown many dangerous missions over Cuba.
And Ferry apparently had an earlier link to Oswald. In the 1950s, David Ferry commanded a squadron in CAP, the Civil Air Patrol, but was suspended for indoctrinating the young cadets with his right-wing views. In the 50s, Lee Oswald was in the Civil Air Patrol, and several fellow cadets said David Ferry was one of Oswald's instructors. Frontline uncovered the first hard evidence that places Oswald and Ferry together.
This photograph, taken in 1955 at a CAP barbecue. John Cirovolo and Tony Atzenhofer were in the CAP with Lee Oswald. This is several cadets, including Oswald on the end in the white T-shirt, myself standing in front of him, and over here in the white T-shirt and the helmet is Dave Ferry. Because of all of the publicity, you can recognize Ferry, you can recognize Oswald.
They were both in the CAP at the same time. They were both wearing CAP uniforms. After the Kennedy assassination, David Ferry denied that he ever knew Lee Oswald.
But if David Ferry was with Oswald in 1963, it could be significant because both Ferry and Bannister were also linked to another group which hated the president, organized crime. We took very seriously... the possibility that organized crime had a hand in the president's death.
The FBI had illegal electronic surveillance on the major figures of organized crime. We did a survey of that surveillance. What we did find, and shockingly, is repeated conversations by these people that indicated the depth of their hatred for Kennedy and actual discussions of the ought to be killed, the ought to be whacked.
No mobster hated the Kennedys more than Carlos Marcelo. The Mafia Chieftain of New Orleans was a prime target of the administration's war on organized crime. In 1961, Attorney General Robert Kennedy, the President's brother, had personally ordered Marcello's arrest and deportation. The godfather was infuriated.
Charles Marcello talks about getting, and speaks in Sicilian, getting the stone out of my shoe and talking about getting a nut to kill, not Bobby Kennedy, who was his nemesis, but John Kennedy, who was the man behind the nemesis. Marcello returned to New Orleans to fight the deportation order. His attorneys hired both Guy Bannister and David Ferry as investigators in the case.
For Robert Blakey, who believes the Mafia was involved in the Kennedy assassination, this is the critical link. When you find David Ferry, who is an investigator for Carlos Marcello, being a boyhood friend to Lee Harvey Oswald, and with him that summer, and with Carlos Marcello... fellow at that very point in time, you have an immediate connection between a man who had the motive, opportunity, and means to kill Kennedy, and the man who killed Kennedy.
The shame of this thing is that the whole question of Oswald's activity in New Orleans was never properly investigated by officialdom at the beginning. Guy Bannister, the former FBI agent at 544 Camp Street, was never ever asked by anybody. about Lee Harvey Oswald.
David Ferry was questioned, but the investigation was dropped very quickly, and the names of neither Bannister nor Ferry are in the Warren report. Simply doesn't mention either of them. If Oswald did have a secret connection to Ferry and Bannister in 1963, the nature of that relationship remains unclear.
But in public, Oswald continued to demonstrate for Castro. Well, I think if we take Oswald at the simplest level, what we see he's trying to do is enhance his credentials as a supporter of Castro. One of the ways he's trying to do this is actually work for Castro. Another way he's trying to find out information that would be of use to Castro, and the normal way you find out information is you join the enemy.
In the summer of 1963, Oswald wrote an account of his political activity in New Orleans, describing himself as a Marxist, a street agitator, and organizer who had infiltrated Carlos Bringuier's anti-Castro organization. By August, Oswald, who had concealed his defection to Russia, was attracting the attention of professional anti-communists. These are officials of INCA, the Information Council of the Americas, an organization which, through its truth tapes and film productions, reaches millions of people in the hemisphere.
Ed Butler, as executive vice president, he is in charge of the INCA program and engages in direct personal conflict with communism. Butler and Bringer were to confront Oswald at the studios of WDSU radio. And now back to Conversation Cart Blanche.
Here again, Bill Sletter. Mr. Oswald, as you might imagine, imagine, is on the hot seat tonight. After the Kennedy assassination, the debate was reenacted on film using the original sound recording of Oswald's voice.
Are you or have you been a communist? Well, I had answered that... Oswald seemed unaware that his opponents knew all about his defection to Russia.
He was about to be exposed live on air. Mr. Butler brought some newspaper clippings to my attention. You did live in Russia for three years?
That is correct, and I think those... The fact that... I did live for a time in the Soviet Union.
Gives me excellent qualifications to repudiate charges that Cuba and the Fair Play for Cuba Committee is communist-controlled. I think he was surprised, but again, he handled it, if you listen to the debate, very coolly. And it impeached his credibility.
And yet he managed to turn it to his advantage, which is, I think, shows some aplomb, certainly a lot more than most people give him credit for. Thank you. I would like to know, is it fair play for Cuba committee or fair play for Russia committee? Well, that is of course very provocative and a question I don't think it requires an answer. Oh, I see.
Would you say then that the fair play for Cuba committee is not a communist-run organization? We have been investigated from several points of view. That is, points of view of taxes, allegiance, subversion, and so forth.
The findings have been, as I say, absolutely zero. Gentlemen, I'm going to have to interrupt. Our time is almost up.
Thank you very much and good evening. The last thing that I remember was Oswald taking out a notebook, glancing up at me and fixing me with a gaze of hatred and asking for my name. and address and phone number and writing it down in the notebook, snapping it shut, looking up, and giving me that Oswald sneer. I went one way and he went the other.
Did you either are a communist or have been? Could you straighten out that point? The debate ended Oswald's campaign for Castro on the streets of New Orleans. and he withdrew from the public stage. Are you a Marxist?
Yes, I am a Marxist. By now, he had been fired from three jobs in the past year. At his local library, he checked out books about the assassination of Huey Long, Mao Zedong's revolution, and John F. Kennedy.
One evening, Marina came home about dusk, and she saw Lee on the screened-in porch, and he was perched on his knee with his rifle at his shoulder, and he was aiming it. She was extremely surprised at this. She hated to see him with the rifle again.
But he continued to dry fire the rifle for the last part of August and the first part of September. Marina says Lee told her he wanted to go fight for Castro, and he began hatching a scheme to hijack a plane to Havana. He said that he would sit in the front row of the airplane cabin.
She would sit in the back row with June. And at a certain point, he would put a gun... In the back of the pilot of the aircraft, she would stand up and keep the entire passenger contingent at bay with a pistol and speak to them, and she would speak to the crowd and tell them to be quiet. Marina laughed at him and said, well, but I don't speak English. How am I going to explain to them?
Eventually, she laughed him out of the sky. hijacking plan, and he came home one day and said, Mama, I found a legal way. Go to Mexico.
On September 25th, Oswald disappeared from New Orleans. He is next seen the following day, alone on a bus, heading south from Laredo. On the bus were two young Australian women.
It was on the bus to Mexico City that we encountered Lee Oswald. He heard us speaking English and wanted to talk to us, and so we talked about our travels, and he told us that he'd been to Russia. He went then and got his passport and showed us the Russian stamp on his passport. In Mexico City, Oswald checked into a cheap hotel near the bus station.
He had brought the file on his political activity in New Orleans. It detailed the leafleting, his arrest, and his appearances on radio and television. He described himself as a Marxist political organizer and street agitator who had infiltrated anti-Castro groups.
That same day, Oswald went to the Cuban consulate. Here, he met Sylvia Duran. Well, it was near lunch hour, and he came and he asked for an application for going to Cuba.
But I remember that he was traveling with all his papers that demonstrate that he was a friend of the Cuban Revolution. and he showed me his card belonging to the... to the first place for Cuba.
Durand told him he could only enter Cuba on a temporary visa and only if he was in transit to Russia. So Oswald walked the short distance to the Soviet diplomatic compound. At the Soviet embassy, he met with three consular officials.
In fact, all three were KGB officers working under diplomatic cover. In this, their first interview, they recalled that Oswald's hands were shaking and his behavior was not so good. The behavior was erratic. We all thought the man had an unstable nervous system. He was extremely agitated.
During our talk, Oswald kept feeling in his pockets taking out all sorts of papers. Then he took out a gun and put it in front of him. I said opposite him. I took the gun away and put it on Pavel's desk.
Pavel Antonovich asked him, why did you come here with a gun? What do you need a gun for? He said, I'm afraid of the FBI. I'm being persecuted.
I need a gun to protect myself, for my personal safety. That's what he said. Oswald was told it would take several months to get a Soviet visa, but without one he would be unable to go to Cuba. Oswald took the news badly.
Well, then I explained, and then he got in that moment, he couldn't believe what I was saying, and he said, but that's impossible, I have to go to Cuba right now because I only have a permission of three or four days in Mexico City, so I have to. go i thought that in a moment or he will be crying because his eyes he was very excited he was very red and and his size is like with the well with bright shining like he was in tears so and he didn't want to understand and so i called the consul last quick duran says oswald lost his temper with consul asqua then asquith says listen get out Get out, and he went to the door that was locked. He opened and said, get out, and if I see you again, if you come again, I want to kick you out. As he left the embassy, Oswald should have been observed by CIA operatives. From houses across the street, the CIA was maintaining non-stop photo surveillance on the Russians and Cubans.
Yet the CIA claimed it failed to take one single photograph of Oswald. After the Kennedy assassination, the CIA first said that this man photographed leaving the Russian embassy was Oswald. This has fueled speculation that Oswald never went to Mexico and that he may have been impersonated by an imposter like the man in the CIA photograph.
The suspicion was that Oswald didn't make it at all, that there was an imposter attempting to frame him in Mexico City. Had that been established, it would indicate a sophisticated effort to frame Oswald. which would immediately draw attention to American intelligence. It's my recollection that at the time of Oswald's presence in Mexico City there was something wrong with some of the cameras that we were using. We were trying to fix it.
But the fact remains that there are no photographs of Lee Harvey Oswald taken while he was in Mexico City at that time, and I can't explain 100% why not. But the declassified report on Oswald's Mexico City trip, written by the House Assassinations Committee, tells a different story. And we now find that there were several former CIA officers who said that there had been such a photograph. One of them said that he'd seen it and described it in detail, a profile shot of Oswald at the gate, another one taken from behind as he went in. And the CIA station chief in Mexico City, the late Wynne Scott, in his memoirs also said the CIA took pictures of Oswald.
Persons watching these embassies photographed Oswald as he entered and left and clocked the time spent on each visit. That's fine for Winscott to say, but he has no evidence to demonstrate it. And he couldn't produce the photograph, so what is he talking about? The CIA did confirm it destroyed wiretapped recordings of Oswald in Mexico City.
Just under the normal course of business, that after the tapes had been transcribed and the material was put on paper, then the tapes were routinely erased and used again. But again, this claim is contradicted. A high-ranking CIA officer in the Mexico City embassy told Frontline the Oswald tapes existed months after the assassination, when they were played for the Warren Commission lawyers.
My best recollection is they offered to us to listen. They said to us, it was Winscott, that would you like to listen to the tapes? And so they played a little bit of it for us. The tape was poor quality, but its mere existence was significant. Now, even that, just one not having been destroyed, would show that Mr. Helms'statement was incorrect.
Where then are the tapes? And the question that arises here is why is the CIA reluctant for us to see the photographs and reluctant for us to see the tapes, to hear the tapes of Oswald's voice? While they refuse to come clean, clearly there's going to be a suspicion that the tapes or the photographs don't show what one would expect them to.
But there is much evidence that the real Oswald was in Mexico City. At the Soviet embassy, all three KGB officers told Frontline the man they met was the real Lee Harvey Oswald. Not the man in the photograph the CIA released.
No, this is a completely different person. The Oswald who had visited our embassy and whose photographs I saw in many newspapers and on TV was completely different. After the assassination, in the Mexican newspapers were a photo.
of Oswald and I said to my husband, I'm sure that this is the man who went to ask for a visa. So I went to the embassy and I look up the applications and I saw his application and it was the same one. We obtained from the Cuban officials, the visa application with his photograph on it and his signature.
We verified that it was Oswald's signature. Oswald therefore was in. in Mexico City.
And the records at the Hotel Comercio show the real Oswald was here too. The handwriting on the register is his. Oswald stayed in Mexico City four days.
But in the end, both the Russians and the Cubans rejected him. All his plans to fight for Castro and return to Russia had come to nothing. He had nowhere to go but back to America.
In the early hours of an October morning, Oswald boarded a bus heading north. Next day, he crossed the U.S. border. On October 3rd, 1963, seven weeks before President Kennedy's fatal motorcade through Dallas, Lee Harvey Oswald returned to the city.
With no place to call his own, he checked into the YMCA for a few days. He had no job and no means to support his family. His wife Marina and his daughter June were living with their friend Ruth Payne in the Dallas suburb of Irving.
Marina was expecting their second child. Soon after Lee came back to Texas, it was perhaps a week later, I was having coffee with Marina at a neighbor's house and we were talking about the fact that Lee hadn't been able to get a job and he was looking for work and needed work. And another neighbor there said that her brother worked at the Texas School Book Depository and she thought that they were still hiring people.
So I called the School Book Depository to see whether there might be an opening there. There was an opening, and Oswald was hired as a warehouse clerk to fill orders for textbooks. The job paid only $1.25 an hour, but Lee liked the idea he would be working with books.
He came out each weekend. He and Marina did argue a good bit, and I was somewhat impatient with him. She was saying, you see, he doesn't love me. All the time I knew her, she was worried about whether he loved her or not. Well, he came out on weekends.
I remember stepping over him one time as he was watching TV, watching the football game, his chin in his hands there, and thinking, what a fine little revolutionary we have here being snookered into the new... opiate of the people, football. Michael Payne and Lee would talk politics on the weekends.
He thought capitalism was rotten. It was a fraud, and it needed to be overthrown. Lee wanted to be an active guerrilla in the effort to bring about a new world order. We discovered we were both interested in the activities of right-wing groups in Dallas, which were common, numerous at that time.
And I think he described his activities as spying on them. Oswald told Payne he had gone to a right-wing rally to hear General Edwin Walker, the same man he had tried to assassinate a few months earlier. There was no doubt in my mind that he believed violence was the only effective tool.
He didn't want to mess around with trying to change the system. During the week, after work, he'd ride the bus home to a rooming house in the Oak Cliff neighborhood. But Oswald was behaving strangely.
At the rooming house, he kept making calls from the payphone across the street. Then on Sunday, five days before the assassination, Ruth Payne tried to call him at the rooming house. And I dialed the number, asked for Lee Oswald, and was told, no, Lee Oswald lives here.
And so I checked, is this the number? Yes, it was. And I really hung up in confusion.
...old Marina what had happened. Then the next day when Lee called, as he normally did in the evening after work, Marina said we had tried to reach him and that there was no one of that name there, and he balled her out for trying to reach him. When she hung up, she was very distressed, said that he was using an assumed name and he's done this before and he lives in this fantasy and he has this idea about being a great man.
And she was very worried about him, worried about his mental state, as I understood it from her. On Wednesday evening, two days before the assassination, one of the boarders at the rooming house recalls Oswald intently watching a TV news story about President Kennedy's visit to Dallas. That week, Dallas newspapers published more details, including maps of the motorcade route. The White House party would fly into Dallas and drive through the city.
The planned route would take the motorcade into Dealey Plaza and right by the Texas School Book Depository. After work on Thursday, Oswald asked a co-worker to give him a lift to Irving. Thursday, which was the night before the assassination, I came home from grocery shopping, and Lee was outside the yard. I was surprised because it was the only time he came without asking.
And Marina thought he'd come to make up with her after a fight they'd had. He tried to kiss her. She didn't let him.
And he said to her that she was getting spoiled living with Americans. And early that evening, he asked her, on three separate occasions, to join him in Dallas. And if she would, he would get an apartment the next day.
Marina was still angry, and she said no. Sometime that evening, Oswald entered the garage, where he kept his rifle. I went into the garage, and the light was on, which surprised me, because I knew Marina was pretty careful turning the light out when she went in the garage for anything.
I hadn't been in the garage, so I assumed that Lee had been in there and forgotten to turn the light out. Lee woke up early the next morning. Marina was still sleeping. He made his own coffee. Then he kissed his children and told Marina goodbye.
Later she found what he left on the bureau. It was $170 and she thought to herself, that must be everything Lee had. And she found something else.
It was Lee's wedding ring and he left it in a little cup that her grandmother had given her. When Oswald left the house, he was carrying an oblong package wrapped in brown paper. He told the neighbor who gave him a ride to work that the package contained curtain rods for his room in Oak Cliff.
Later that day, a long, empty brown bag would be found on the sixth floor of the book depository. President Kennedy was up early that morning as well. In Fort Worth, the crowds were friendly.
I said that I introduced myself in Paris by saying that I was the man who had accompanied Mrs. Kennedy to Paris. I'm getting somewhat that same sensation as I travel around Texas. In Dallas, Oswald's co-workers were eagerly awaiting the motorcade.
We were looking out towards Elm Street. So he walked up and asked us, he said, what is everybody looking for? What is everybody waiting on?
So we told him we were waiting on the president to come by. He put his hand in his pocket and laughed and walked away. So I don't know where he went or if he was upstairs or downstairs or where. Oswald rode the elevator up to the sixth floor where he spent the morning filling book orders.
In Fort Worth, the president was headed to the airport for the short flight to Dallas. About 12 o'clock, Oswald's co-workers went down to lunch. Oswald shouted for them.
to send the elevator back up. By now, President Kennedy and his wife had landed at Love Field. The welcome was warm.
On the sixth floor of the depository, someone had screened off a corner window with boxes. Oswald's prints would later be found on some of them, including the boxes arranged to support the sniper's rifle. Two witnesses spotted a man with a rifle at the sixth floor window.
They assumed he was there to protect the president. Oswald later claimed that at this time he was eating lunch with two fellow workers and had then gone to buy a Coke, but his co-workers denied having lunch with Oswald. Some witnesses thought they saw two men on the sixth floor, evidence, if true, that there was a conspiracy to kill the president. This film, shot by amateur cameraman Robert Hughes, shows the presidential motorcade approaching Dealey Plaza. Hughes stops filming for a few seconds, and then starts again just as the limousine passes in front of the depository.
Frontline had this footage scientifically enhanced to see if a second man could be seen on the sixth floor. On the Hughes film, there are a lot of things to see, and on the fifth floor in particular, we see an employee of the book depository raise his right arm right there. as he waves to the motorcade passing just under the building. Now we move to the sixth floor, and we observe in the arched window that is adjacent to the sniper's nest, a form that some people have said is human-like in appearance.
And when we ran the enhanced film in motion, that human-like appearance human form disappears, and we conclude there is no human form in that window. We do also conclude that there is movement in the sixth floor corner window indicating the presence of a person. Just seven seconds before the first shot is fired, something moves in the corner window.
In the window below, Harold Norman raises his arm and waves to the president. We were sitting on the fifth floor, right directly on the sixth floor window. And the shots came from above, and there was a gun.
The shots were sounding, boom, click, click, boom, click, click, boom, click, click. So there was three shots fired right above us, and we were sitting on the fifth floor. Frame by frame, the tragedy unfolds in the 21 seconds of 8mm film shot by Abraham Zapruder.
As the motorcade rounds the corner, it slows. In the background, a little girl runs beside the limousine. Suddenly, there's a gunshot.
Governor Connolly hears it and turns. The little girl stops dead and looks around. Three seconds later, a second shot. A bullet has passed through the president's throat.
It hits Connolly in the back and he starts falling. Mrs. Kennedy turns to her husband. Something's wrong. She looks into his face.
The fatal headshot. The exact number and timing of the shots have been argued over endlessly, but there is a growing consensus that the Zapruder film shows three shots were fired in about eight seconds. Some believe a second gunman fired a fourth shot from the grassy knoll. Immediately after the shooting, many people followed a policeman up the embankment.
But when police searched the area, they found no gunman, no gun, no cartridges. And just now we've received reports here at Parkland... In the chaos and confusion of that day, many mistakes were made in the autopsy on Kennedy's body.
But the medical photographs and x-rays have confirmed that if there was a shot from the grassy knoll, it missed. There were only two shots that struck President Kennedy. Both came from the rear. Four government investigations all came to the same conclusion. The Warren Commission in the 60s.
In 1968, the Clark panel set by Attorney General Ramsey Clark. In the 70s, the Rock... and finally in the late 70s, the House Select Committee, with the largest forensics panel, reexamining the evidence.
Computer modeling is a technique that was not available to earlier investigators. These three-dimensional graphics of Dealey Plaza were produced by a specialist company called Failure Analysis Associates on behalf of the American Bar Association. By feeding data into the computer, to the computer, it is possible to model the trajectory of the so-called magic bullet, the second shot fired from the sixth floor of the Texas School Book Depository.
Critics say that unless it pursued a bizarre zigzag trajectory, it was impossible for one bullet to pass through both men. Four government commissions all concluded it was a straight line right through the two men. There's no question that a single bullet could inflict all seven wounds on both the president and the governor and emerge in very good condition. As it slowed, as it moved through the two men, it moved fast enough to break bone, but not fast enough to deform the bullet.
I'm going to go to the front. The computer technicians use reverse projection to go from the wounds on Kennedy and Conley and determine where the assassin had to be located to inflict those wounds. And a cone is splayed out from the wound and shows that the only area almost centers on the southeast corner, sixth floor, Texas School Book Depository.
And if the three shots were fired in eight seconds, this is the computer model of the sniper's view. After the third shot, someone saw the sniper slowly withdraw his rifle. Leaving three cartridges on the floor, he made his way to the stairs. The rifle, with one shell still in the breech, was later found behind some boxes. Oswald was first seen 90 seconds later, standing by the door of the lunchroom, looking calm.
A policeman stopped him momentarily, but let him go. Within three minutes of the shooting, Oswald walked out the front door. He boarded a bus, but jumped out and hailed a taxi when the bus got stuck in traffic. He asked the taxi to drop him a couple of blocks away from his rooming house in Oak Cliff.
This is the room for which Oswald said he needed curtain rods. Oswald put a.38 revolver in his waistband, took a light zipper jacket from his closet, and left. By now, the Texas School Book Depository had been sealed off, and police had issued a description of a suspect in the assassination. A white male, brown hair, approximately 5'6 to 5'8.
weighed 160 pounds, had been seen in the window of the depository and was believed to be the shooter. Gerald Hill helped search the book depository. It was dirty.
It was dusty. It had an old wooden floor. It was an ancient building. It had boxes of books stacked here and there.
There was a shield of boxes that were stacked in such a way that anybody coming off of the elevator or coming out of the stairwell would not see anyone who was down in a firing position between the barricade and the window. They were still searching when the call came that there had been another shooting. All we knew at that time... was it was an officer had been shot, and they gave us a car number, and we knew it was Tippett based on the car number.
Officer J.D. Tippett had been patrolling an oak cliff when he was gunned down, killed instantly next to his car. Of the seven eyewitnesses to the shooting, the one with probably the clearest view was Jack Tatum. I was preparing to turn left on 10th Street from Denver. I noticed an individual walking in my direction with a light zipper jacket on, darker pants, and a squad car pulling over to the curb next to him.
As I approached the squad car, I noticed that that individual was leaning over talking to the officer. He had both hands in the pockets of his jacket. I continued through the intersection. And about in the middle of the intersection, I heard three, maybe four shots. Researcher Dale Myers investigated the Tippett shooting.
Killer gets to about this position on the sidewalk, and Tippett's patrol car pulls to the curb and either calls him over to the curb or the man comes over by himself and leans to the window and talks to Tippett through the vent window for 10 or 20 seconds, very short. And Tippett gets out of the patrol car. And as he does, the man steps over to the front of the hood here, and as Tippett gets opposite him, he pulls a gun from under the jacket, fires three shots across the hood, knocking Tippett to the pavement. And the man starts to leave, hesitates at the back of the car, walks around behind the car, comes up to the front of the car, stands over Tippett, and shoots him in the head.
He then looked around, surveyed the situation, and started a slow run toward my direction. I put my car in gear and drove forward and watched him through the rearview mirror. I saw him very clearly and realized that there was one thing that made him stand out, and that was his mouth that curled up. I couldn't mistake that. Kind of a smile.
Yes, kind of a smile. And I was within 10, 15 feet of that individual, and it was Lee Harvey Oswald. Shortly after the shooting, several employees of a used car lot saw the killer come down this street. Ultimately he came and he ducked behind this building, which used to be a Texaco service station. In 1963 this was a parking lot, and they found a jacket under this car.
It was a light gray Eisenhower type jacket, much like the one that Oswald was seen zipping up as he left his rooming house. He's next seen without the jacket, kind of slinking down Jefferson, ducking in and out of stores as police cars are roaring up and down with their sirens blaring. As the police cars sped by the Texas movie theater, the cashier stepped out of her ticket booth to see what was happening. As she did, a man slipped past her without buying a ticket. But someone saw him and called the police.
And so we converged on that location. Hit the balcony first, I did. Because there was only one light on in the theater, we opened the side door to get some more light.
As policemen moved through the theater, Oswald tried to draw his revolver. It took seven of us to put him on the floor and restrain him until we could put cuffs on him. Once we had the cuffs on him, he started hollering police brutality. is this America, this kind of thing. Outside the movie house, an angry crowd jeered as Oswald was bundled into a police car.
Immediately, as we pulled away from the curb, we got on the radio and said we were going out to jail with our suspect. And the next thing he was asked was, what's your name? And he wouldn't tell us. And asked him, did he know why we had arrested him?
And he said, I haven't done anything I should be ashamed of. He still refused to tell us who he was. He said, why don't you find out? So Officer Bentley reached in his hip pocket and pulled out his billfold.
And here we had the dual identification. We had the Oswald and the Hodel identification. By now, police knew that Oswald was the only employee missing from the schoolbook depository. His main interrogator would be the renowned homicide detective, Captain Will Fritz.
Let's keep it quiet. We'll all get it. Pull it down.
Has the gentleman been identified? Yes, sir. He's been identified for killing the officer. Right.
Has any identification been attempted? for the killing of the president. Not yet.
Not yet. I was in the hallway with all the other reporters when Fritz came out and asked me if I'd come in and sort of be the token reporter inside for a few minutes and I went in. Dentist, see, Oswald, and I asked him about his eye, and he said that was when he was punched out and knocked down, you know, wrestled out. The next question, why did you kill Officer Tippett?
And he threw the question right back at me. He said, someone get killed? Policemen get killed? At that time, he had this little smirk on him, and I wanted to hit him, but I didn't.
Then all of a sudden, it dawned on me he wasn't sweating, not a drop of sweat on him. He was calmer than all the people around him, Secret Service, police, FBI, district attorney. Everybody was in that office. Well, he didn't admit anything and didn't confess to anything.
He was the type of individual that you had to prove to him that we could make a case on him. And this is not unusual. This is very common among people that commit crime.
I don't think he would have broken and confessed. I think he was playing a game. He had the impression that he was smarter than everybody else and was going to sit back there and play this for all it was worth. The case against Oswald was building. Police had recovered the rifle, and the FBI had traced its purchase to an A.
Heidel. The return address on this order letter was to the post office box in Dallas, Texas of our suspect. Oswald, but it has definitely been established by the FBI that the handwriting is the handwriting of Oswald.
He was asked if he had ever used the name of A. Heidel. He said no, and he asked...
if he knew anybody named A. Heidel, and he said no. And then he was asked, is it true that when you was arrested, you had a picture ID on there with A.
Heidel on it? He said, I believe that's correct. He asked, well, how do you explain that? And he says, I don't.
He just cut it off like that. Here comes Oswald down the hall again. If you buy that rifle, what dispatches you people have been given, but I emphatically deny these charges. What Oswald's interrogation shows is a very consistent pattern to hide a single fact.
through lies. That single fact was his ownership of the rifle. When he lied about the backyard photograph, it was to hide the fact he had a rifle.
When he lied that he'd ever used the alias Hidel, it was to hide the fact. that he had ordered the rifle. You could go through the interrogation point by point and see that Oswald will be truthful up until it comes to the rifle. The point of the rifle, he hides his ownership of it.
Now, we're talking about the assassination weapon, and lying consistently to hide that shows, in my opinion, a consciousness of guilt on Oswald's part. I don't know what this is all about. I killed a president.
No, sir, I didn't. How'd you get the black guy? Sir?
Did you shoot the president? I work in the... that building.
Were you in the building at the time? Naturally, if I work in that building, yes, sir. Back up, man! Did you shoot the president? No, they're taking me in because of the fact that I lived in the Soviet Union.
I'm just a patsy. Did you shoot the president? Around midnight on November 22nd, Oswald was paraded in front of the press. He had just been charged with the murder of Officer Tippett, and he was about to be charged with the assassination of President Kennedy. Did you talk with President?
No, I have not been charged with that. In fact, nobody has said that to me yet. The first thing I heard about was when the newspaper reporters in the mall asked me that question. Who happened?
Nobody said what? Sir? Nobody said what? At the back of the room that night was one man who was not a policeman or a reporter. A man who carried a gun and had underworld connections.
His name was Jacob Rubenstein, known as Jack Ruby. In less than 36 hours, he would murder Lee Harvey Oswald. If the mob had a hand in the president's death, and I think they did, and they induced Oswald to kill the president, it was terribly important that he be silenced because eventually Oswald, if alive...
would testify as to who his associates were, or they ran the risk that he would. And therefore, there's every indication that Ruby stalked and killed Oswald in an effort to silence him. Jack Ruby was a police informer who owned a striptease club. He made sure that policemen who came to his club were shown a good time. What kind of a guy was Jack Ruby?
Uh, impulsive. He had a quick temper. That's why they called him Sparky.
Loved to fight. And if anybody was really out of line, he'd throw them out. If Jack Ruby knew that you were a law enforcement officer, they always had plenty of liquor, dancing girls, food, or anything else, because he always thought that we may be able to help him.
Yeah, he did give some free drinks around. And of course, when the police went down there, you know, he discounted the drinks to them. And he was a fighter.
There's no question about that. When we'd get a disturbance call down there, we'd just wait at the bottom of the stairs because in just a few minutes, that guy or whoever was creating the disturbance was going to come falling down the stairs. Ruby was also acquainted with leading figures in the Dallas underworld, including Sam and Joe Campisi. Yes, Jack knew the Campisys, and I've seen them together on numerous occasions.
Jack ate out there at the Egyptian Lounge, and he'd come in, they'd shake his hand, sit down, and sometimes Joe Campisi would sit with him, and if I came in, you know, I'd sit with Jack Ruby and Joe Campisi, I knew, we all knew each other well. The Campisis were lieutenants of Carlos Marcello. ...mafia boss who had reportedly talked of killing the president.
The Campeases did know Carlos Marcello because one day I was in Joe Campeases'office and he called Carlos on the phone and I talked to Carlos on the phone. If Ruby was a hit... As a great man working for the Mafia, he had already missed one perfect opportunity to silence Oswald. And I asked him if he was packing a pistol at that midnight press conference, and he said yes. And I said, then why didn't you plug him in?
And he said, I was afraid of hitting one of you guys. Ruby spent much of Saturday hanging around Dallas police headquarters. That day, Oswald was taken from his cell several times to be interrogated and made to stand in police lineups. Ruby had no opportunity to shoot Oswald, but he was asking lots of questions about when the police would transfer him to the county jail. If Ruby was stalking Oswald, Sunday morning would be his last chance.
The police had announced Oswald would be transferred to the county jail at 10 a.m. But at 10, Jack Ruby was still at home. Jack Ruby takes over an hour and a half to leave his apartment. He very leisurely goes to the Western Union office. He doesn't appear to be rushed, says the clerk behind the counter, and he sends his $25 money gram.
He takes his change. and it's time stamped at 11.17. Oswald is shot by Ruby four minutes later at 11.21. I did a recheck on that myself from the date stamp time of 11.17 on that telegram, and then it took roughly 83 seconds because I walked at three different speeds, slow, fast, and medium, and the average was 83 seconds from the front door of the Western Union to the basement.
It is still unclear whether Ruby slipped into the basement through an unlocked door or just walked down the ramp. Upstairs, Jim Lavelle was about to bring Oswald down in the elevator, more than an hour late. Well, I had no idea when I was coming down the elevator, and he certainly could not have, and there was no way you could time it.
that's where he would be in the basement right at the exact moment that I came out of there. And he couldn't have been there more than a minute to 45 seconds to a minute before I arrived. Wearing a light-colored suit and a Stetson, Lavelle was on the road. Oswald's escort. I put the handcuffs on him and in the process of doing that, I wore and Jess kind of said, Lee if anybody shoots at you, I hope they're as good a shot as you are.
Meaning of course that they'd hit him and not me. And he kind of laughed and he said, oh you're being melodramatic or something to that effect. Nobody's going to shoot at me.
And so we walked out and I was momentarily blinded by those lights. I couldn't see anything. I was blinded. I was just groaned when he was shot, just mmm, and went down, and that's the only sound he made.
As Ruby lunged forward and fired his gun, he yelled, You killed my president, you rat. And later, as the police escort tackled him and led him away, I'm happy that I got him. Was the shooting in the basement garage a carefully planned mafia hit?
Or did Sparky Ruby shoot Oswald in a flash of violent rage? I transferred Jack Ruby to the county jail, and when I asked him why... He said he'd thought about it from the Friday night on, but a lot of people thought about it. I've had people tell me, oh, if I had got to him on Friday afternoon, my anger was such that I would have killed him without looking back. I visited Jacksonville, The first thing he said, he was smiling at the time, you know, and he looked at me and he said, uh, I got balls, ain't I, baby?
And I said, yeah, Jack, and they go hanging by him, too. Ruby would die in prison from natural causes. Oswald never regained consciousness after he was shot. Captain, where will he be taken?
I'm assuming Parkland Hospital. Parkland Hospital, the irony of ironies, the place where President John F. Kennedy died. The armored car now has been cleared out of the entranceway. The ambulance is leaving Dallas Police Headquarters.
I was riding in the back with him, holding his hand, arm, trying to reach a pulse. The doctor was massaging his chest, trying to get him to breathe. And he groaned and stretched a little bit, and then just went completely limp.
And actually, that's when I think he expired was then, because I never saw him make another move at all. Oswald was pronounced dead at Parkland Hospital. His death meant the evidence against him would never be tested in court.
But over the years, the strength of that case has continued to grow. Significant evidence may have been overlooked by all the official investigations. Soon after the shots were fired, Dallas police dusted the murder weapon and found partial fingerprints near the trigger guard and a clear palm print on the barrel. Amid decades of accusations that the police had planted the palm print on the rifle, the latent fingerprints on the trigger guard were largely ignored.
But 30 years later, a complete set of the long-forgotten photographs of the rifle and of the latent fingerprints came to light. A former high-ranking FBI fingerprint expert who examined the prints for Frontline said they were simply not clear enough to make any identification. But Vincent Scalise, the House Assassinations Committee expert, came to a very different conclusion.
There were a total of four photographs in all. I began to examine them. I saw two faint prints. And as I examined them, I realized realized that these prints had been taken at different exposures and it was necessary for me to utilize all of the photographs to compare against the ink prints. As I examined them I found that by maneuvering the photographs in different positions I was able to pick up some details on one photograph and some details on another photograph.
Using all of the photographs at different contrasts, I was able to find in the neighborhood of about 18 points of identity between the two prints. Well, I feel that this is a major breakthrough in this investigation because we were able for the first time to actually say that these are definitely the fingerprints of Lee Harvey Oswald and that they are on the rifle. Thank you. There is no doubt about it.
The prosecution case against Oswald is open and shut. If he'd shot his brother-in-law in the backseat of a convertible and not the president of the United States, he would have been tried, convicted, and forgotten in three days. But for the fact that it's the president, this is an easy case. Three days after the assassination, Washington and the world mourned President John Fitzgerald Kennedy. In Dallas, the police honored Officer J.D. Tippett.
And on that same day in Fort Worth, the remains of Lee Harvey Oswald were laid to rest. But the questions about his role in the assassination have lived on for years. The question is not did Lee Harvey Oswald shoot the president. The question is did he have help. Within 30 hours of the assassination, that was the question.
John Kennedy had many enemies. The mafia had called for his death. Many Cuban exiles celebrated it.
Lee Harvey Oswald's life may have intersected with those forces, but there is no hard evidence that in the last days in Dallas, they were influencing Oswald to act. In the end, there is only Oswald, a man who chose his own politics, a man who invented his own secret life. A man whose real life never measured up to the scale of his dreams, until the day the President of the United States passed right in front of him.
This is a struggle that has gone on with me. This is mind over heart. The mind tells me one thing, the heart tells me something else.
True, no one saw him actually pull the trigger on the President. But his rifle's there. His presence in the buildings was there. What he did after he left the building is known. Bus ride, taxi ride, boarding house, pick up the pistol, shoot the police officer, eyewitnesses there, five or six.
You can't set that aside just because he is saying, I'm a patsy. I'd love to do that, but you cannot, in my mind, set that aside. It's good that people raise questions and say, wait a minute, let's take a second look at this. I think that's great.
But when you take the second look, and the third, and the fortieth, and the fiftieth, hey, enough's enough. It's there. Put it to rest.
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