Mr. HUBERT. What is the most that you have won? Mr. LITCHFIELD. $750. Mr. HUBERT. Where was that? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Ardmore, Okla. Mr. HUBERT. Ardmore, Okla.? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. When? Mr. LITCHFIELD. 1961. Mr. HUBERT. About what part of the year—what tournament was it? Mr. LITCHFIELD. It’s called the Ardmore Classic. I think they run it from about May to about August. It’s 8 games across 16 lanes, handicapped from 2 to 10. Mr. HUBERT. You won $750—which was not first place, but what? Mr. LITCHFIELD. About eighth place. Mr. HUBERT. And you won it under your name W. W. Litchfield or Bob Litchfield? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. Now, you were living in Dallas, I take it, in the last 6 months of 1963? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes; I was. Mr. HUBERT. Where were you living then? Mr. LITCHFIELD. 302 West Clarendon. I also lived at the Drexel House Apartments. Mr. HUBERT. Where are they located? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Oh, me, I have forgotten the address—Henderson and Knox. Mr. HUBERT. Who runs that? Mr. LITCHFIELD. I’ve forgotten the lady’s name that runs that. Mr. HUBERT. Bertha Cheek. Mr. LITCHFIELD. No—she does not run it. Mr. HUBERT. Do you know Bertha Cheek? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes; I do. Mr. HUBERT. Do you know what street she lives on? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes; I do—Bertha Cheek lives on Swiss Avenue. She owns an apartment house on Swiss, but the Drexel House is on—right off the corner of Knox. Mr. HUBERT. Did you ever live at Bertha Cheek’s boarding house or apartment? Mr. LITCHFIELD. No, sir; I did not. Mr. HUBERT. Never? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Never. Mr. HUBERT. How did you get to know her? Mr. LITCHFIELD. I met her through a fellow at the bowling alley—I don’t remember his last name. He owns an electric company here in town, the one that has the lighting for all the fairgrounds, Bob Sands Electric Co. Mr. HUBERT. And he operates the bowling alley? Mr. LITCHFIELD. No, sir; he was a bowler. Mr. HUBERT. He was a bowler himself? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. Did you ever visit at her place? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes, sir. Mr. HUBERT. That is to say, her apartment? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. When? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Oh, let’s see, spasmodically from September to October and November of 1963. Mr. HUBERT. In other words you met her—— Mr. LITCHFIELD. In September—I’m pretty sure it was, about the latter part of August or the first of September. Mr. HUBERT. And you met her by simply being introduced to her by Sands at a bowling alley? Mr. LITCHFIELD. No; he told me she had planned on putting in a lounge and Bob had given her my phone number and she called me on the pretext that I might build it and run it for her. Mr. HUBERT. So you went to see her then? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes, sir. Mr. HUBERT. And you went to her house? Mr. LITCHFIELD. Yes; on Swiss. Mr. HUBERT. You had never seen her before?