Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; that's what they call passing the post. He passed the post on him. Mr. JENNER. Passed the post, what's that? Mr. VOEBEL. That's when somebody walks up to you and punches you. That's what's called punching the post, and someone passed the post on Lee at that time. Mr. JENNER. You think that might have happened because of the squabble he had with the two Neumeyer boys a day or two before? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; I think that was what brought it all about. I think this was sort of a revenge thing on the part of the Neumeyer boys, so that's when I felt sympathy toward Lee for something like this happening, and a couple of other boys and I--I don't remember who they were, but they brought him back in the restroom and tried to fix him up, and that's when our friendship, or semi-friendship, you might say, began. We weren't really buddy-buddy, but it was just a friendship, I would say. Mr. JENNER. But you do remember that you attempted to help him when he was struck in the mouth on that occasion; is that right? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; I think he even lost a tooth from that. I think he was cut on the lip, and a tooth was knocked out. Mr. JENNER. Well, you had a mild friendship with him from that point on, would you say? Mr. VOEBEL. Right. Mr. JENNER. Tell me about that. Did you get together occasionally and share interests, and what were his interests? Mr. VOEBEL. I don't remember exactly what his interests were. I never even discussed that, that I know of. I was taking music uptown--I told the investigator that I was taking clarinet lessons at the time, but actually I was taking piano lessons, so that part was a mistake, but I did play both of them, but at that time I was taking piano lessons, and sometimes I would stop off at Lee's, and we would play darts and pool. Lee's the one who taught me to play pool. In fact, he invited me to come and play pool with him. He lived over the top of the pool hall. Mr. JENNER. And did you accept his invitation? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; that's when we played darts. Mr. JENNER. You played darts and you shot pool also; is that right? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes, sir. Mr. JENNER. Where was that? Mr. VOEBEL. On Exchange Alley. Mr. JENNER. Exchange Alley? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; or Exchange Place, whatever you call it. Mr. JENNER. Did you find him adept in playing pool? Mr. VOEBEL. You see, I had never played before and he showed me the fundamentals of the game, and after a couple of games I started beating him, and he would say, "Beginner's luck," so I don't think he was that good, because I am really not that good at playing pool. I mean, I don't think he was a great pool player. Mr. JENNER. But he showed an interest in the game and some adaption to the game at the time he was teaching you; is that right? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; he liked it. Mr. JENNER. He liked to play pool? Mr. VOEBEL. Yes; he seemed to like it. Mr. JENNER. Did you ever meet his mother?