Mr. HUBERT. Did you take a note from him? Mr. PAUL. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. I notice that in your income tax returns for some later years you show interest received from Chris Semos of about $250 a month; is that interest on that note? Mr. PAUL. No; it’s $125 a month for seven years, that includes $100 a month payments and $25 interest. Mr. HUBERT. I beg your pardon—that’s what I meant to say. Mr. PAUL. That’s $250 a year—and one time it was $250 because he wouldn’t pay 2 months. Mr. HUBERT. The interest you show as received, I said $250 a month, I meant to say it was $250 a year. Mr. PAUL. That’s right, $250 altogether, and one year he didn’t pay full so it was only $250. Mr. HUBERT. Is that loan paid out now? Mr. PAUL. Yes, sir. Mr. HUBERT. So, in February of 1957 you didn’t have any business connections? Mr. PAUL. No, sir. Mr. HUBERT. Sir? Mr. PAUL. No, sir. I went into partners with Jack Ruby’s brother, Sam, and in a little ice cream place. We opened up April 25, 1957, and closed it—we didn’t close, we gave the lease away so they wouldn’t hold us responsible for the lease, and we lost some money because the fixtures that we bought was more. Mr. HUBERT. How long did you operate that? Mr. PAUL. May, June, and July. Mr. HUBERT. Just a few months? Mr. PAUL. We saw it didn’t make, so there was no use in wasting time. Mr. HUBERT. What was your next business venture then? Mr. PAUL. Next, I didn’t go in business, I was helping Jack Ruby in the Vegas Club from August until the following year—May. Mr. HUBERT. August of what year? Mr. PAUL. August 1957, to May 1958. Mr. HUBERT. You were with Ruby, you say, at the Vegas Club? Mr. PAUL. Yes; I just was helping him. Mr. HUBERT. You mean on a salary? Mr. PAUL. Well, no—it wasn’t really a salary. I helped him out on Friday and Saturday. Mr. HUBERT. Did you receive any compensation at all? Mr. PAUL. Well, the only compensation I received he owed me some money, he paid me back. Mr. HUBERT. Well, perhaps at that point then we should go back to—so that you may tell us when you first met Jack Ruby. Mr. PAUL. Like I said over here, it was one of these improvised meetings that you meet somebody that comes over to you and introduces himself. Mr. HUBERT. When was it, about; do you know? Mr. PAUL. 1958. Mr. HUBERT. In 1958? Mr. PAUL. I mean, in 1948. Mr. HUBERT. In 1948? Mr. PAUL. Those years fly back so fast, 1948. That’s the year I was up to the Sky Club yet. Mr. HUBERT. And he simply came over and introduced himself to you? Mr. PAUL. Yes; he says, “I’m Jack Ruby. I own the Silver Spur.” I don’t think it was known as the Silver Spur, but I can’t recall the name it was known then. It keeps on running in my mind that it wasn’t the Silver Spur—it was another name, but I can’t remember it. Mr. HUBERT. Was it the Singapore? Mr. PAUL. That’s it. Mr. HUBERT. It was the Singapore? Mr. PAUL. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. And he told you he was the owner of the Singapore? Mr. PAUL. Yes.