Killing Kennedy: The End of Camelot Part 35
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Jackie leans up and presses her cheek to that of Dr. Clark. It is an expression of thanks. Kemp Clark, a hard man who served in the Pacific in World War II, can't help himself. He breaks down and sobs.
Most people in the United States get the bad news of the president's death from CBS newsman Walter Cronkite.
The most trusted man in America first breaks into the soap opera As the World Turns just eight minutes after the shooting, saying that an a.s.sa.s.sin has fired three shots at the president. Despite the fact that most Americans are at work or school, and not home watching daytime television, more than seventy-five million people are aware of the shooting by 1:00 P.M.
Lyndon Baines Johnson gets the bad news from Kenny O'Donnell.
Shortly after 1:00 P.M., John F. Kennedy's appointments secretary marches into the small white cubicle in the Minor Medicine section of the hospital and stands before Lyndon Johnson. O'Donnell is openly distraught. He is not the sort of man who weeps at calamity, but the devastated look on his face is clear for all to see.
Even before O'Donnell opens his mouth, LBJ knows that it is official: Lyndon Baines Johnson is now the thirty-sixth president of the United States.
Jack Ruby gets the bad news from television, just like most of America.
The nightclub owner is on the second floor of the Dallas Morning News building, just four blocks from Dealey Plaza. He has come to place an ad for his burlesque business, the Carousel Club-"a f---ing cla.s.sy joint," in Ruby's own words. He pays in person because the Morning News has canceled his credit after he fell behind on his payments one too many times. The ad announces his featured performers for the coming weekend and is no different from his usual weekly ads gracing the newspaper.
Ruby is five foot, nine inches and 175 pounds, and is fond of carrying a big roll of cash. He's got friends in the Mafia and on the police force. He is known to like health food and has a lightning-quick temper. But most of all Jack Ruby considers himself a Democrat and a patriot.
The first reports state that a Secret Service man has been killed, but as Ruby and the advertising staff of the Morning News gather around a small black-and-white television for more information, the harsh truth is announced.
A despondent Jack Ruby wanders off and sits alone at a desk. After a time, he gets up and announces that he is canceling the club advertis.e.m.e.nt. Instead, he places another ad. This one tells the good people of Dallas that the Carousel Club will be closed all weekend, out of respect for President Kennedy.
Jack Ruby will not be doing business over the next few days. He will be doing something else.
Lee Harvey Oswald is on the move. After his bus stalls in heavy post-a.s.sa.s.sination traffic, he gets off and walks a bit before finding a cab, which takes him closer to his rooming house at 1026 North Beckley. Upon arriving there, he races to his room, grabs his .38-caliber pistol, and sticks it in his waistband. Then he quickly leaves.
Little does Oswald know, but eyewitnesses at the scene have given the police his description. Now the cops are on the lookout for a "white male, approximately 30, slender build, height 5 foot 10 inches, weight 165 pounds."
At 1:15 P.M., Officer J. D. Tippit of the Dallas Police Department is driving east on Tenth Street. Just after the intersection of Tenth and Patton, he sees a man matching the suspect's description walking alone, wearing a light-colored jacket.
Tippit is a married father of three children. He is thirty-nine years old, earned a Bronze Star as a paratrooper in World War II, has a tenth-grade education, and earns just a little over $5,000 a year. The "J.D." initials do not stand for anything.
Tippit has been with the Dallas Police Department eleven years as he pulls his car alongside Lee Harvey Oswald. He knows to be cautious. But he also knows to be thorough in his questioning.
Oswald leans down and speaks to Tippit through the right front window vent. He is hostile.
Tippit opens the door and steps out of his police cruiser. He walks around to the front of the car, intending to ask Oswald a few more questions. Based on the answers, Tippit will then make a decision whether to place Oswald in handcuffs. But the policeman doesn't get farther than the left front wheel. Lee Harvey Oswald pulls out his .38 and fires four bullets in rapid succession. Tippit is killed instantly.
Oswald, the man who nervously missed General Walker so many long months ago, has now killed the president of the United States and a Dallas police officer in cold blood just forty-five minutes apart.
But Oswald is running out of options. He is out of money, almost out of ammunition, and the Dallas police know what he looks like. He will have to be very clever in these next few minutes if he is to continue his escape.
The killer quickly reloads and continues his journey, turning down Patton Avenue. But this time he doesn't walk; he jogs. There is no doubt about it: Oswald is being hunted. The police are closing in. He needs to move quickly now. The time is 1:16 P.M.
At 1:26 P.M. the Secret Service whisks Lyndon Johnson to Air Force One, where he immediately climbs the steps up to the back door of the plane. There he moves into President Kennedy's personal bedroom, takes off his coat, and sprawls on the bed while he awaits Jackie Kennedy's return to the plane. She has remained behind at Parkland, refusing to leave until the body of her husband comes with her.
And so LBJ waits. Even as he relishes his first moments of power, outside the bedroom, mechanics are removing several of the first-cla.s.s seats in the rear of Air Force One to make room for John Kennedy's coffin.
LBJ has chosen the bedroom because he wants privacy. He picks up John Kennedy's personal presidential telephone next to the bed and places a call to a man he loathes.
On the other end of the line, Bobby Kennedy picks up the phone and says a professional h.e.l.lo to his new boss.
Lee Harvey Oswald hears the sirens and knows they're coming for him.
He races toward the quickest hiding place he can find, a movie house called the Texas Theatre. Oswald has traveled eight blocks in the twenty-five minutes since killing Officer Tippit. He shed his jacket shortly after shooting Tippit, hoping to confuse his pursuers. He runs past the Bethel Temple, where a sign advises "Prepare to Meet Thy G.o.d."
But Lee Harvey Oswald is not showing fear.
Foolishly, he runs right past the ticket booth. In the dark of the theater, he finds a seat, trying to make himself invisible. His seat is on the main floor, along the right center aisle. The matinee film is War Is h.e.l.l, an ironic name for a decidedly h.e.l.lish day of Oswald's invention.
After seeing the man run inside without paying, and then at the same time hearing sirens as police cars race to the scene of Officer Tippit's murder, ticket taker Julia Postal puts two and two together. Realizing that the man she just saw is "running from them for some reason," she picks up the phone and dials the police.
Squad cars are on the scene almost immediately. Police close off the theater's exits. The house lights are turned on. Patrolman M. N. McDonald approaches Oswald, who suddenly stands and punches the policeman in the face while reaching for the pistol in his waistband. McDonald is not hurt and immediately fights back. Other policemen join the scrum. Thus, screaming about police brutality, Lee Harvey Oswald is dragged out of the theater and taken to jail.
Undertaker Vernon Oneal receives the call from Clint Hill personally, ordering him to bring his best casket to Parkland Hospital. Oneal specializes in taking care of the dead, running a fleet of seven radio-equipped white hea.r.s.es that convey the newly departed to his mortuary, where relatives can sip from the coffee bar before paying their respects in the Slumber Room.
The casket Oneal quickly selects for John Kennedy is the "Britannia" model from the Elgin Casket Company. It is double-walled and solid bronze. The upholstery is satin.
Upon his arrival at Parkland Hospital, Oneal is told that Jackie Kennedy wants one last moment with her husband. That's all. She removes the wedding band from her finger and slides it over the knuckle of Jack's little finger with the help of an orderly, so that it will not fall off during the inevitable embalming. She then smokes a cigarette. Jackie is exhausted and brokenhearted. The mood at Parkland is mournful but slowly returning to normal hospital routine. As doctors and nurses begin attending to other cases, Jackie Kennedy is feeling more and more out of place.
"You could go back to the plane now," she is told.
"I'm not going back till I leave with Jack," she replies.
Meanwhile, Vernon Oneal places a sheet of plastic down on the inside of the coffin, lining the bottom. He then carefully swaddles the body of John Kennedy in seven layers of rubber bags and one more of plastic. Finally, the president's body is laid inside. Oneal is concerned that the president's blood will permanently stain the satin lining.
Almost an hour after being declared dead, John Kennedy is now ready to leave Parkland Hospital and fly back to Was.h.i.+ngton.
Yet ironically, the city of Dallas, which once wanted him to stay away, now will not let JFK leave.
It is a little-known fact that it is not a federal crime to kill the president of the United States. It is against federal law to initiate a conspiracy to kill the president, which is why J. Edgar Hoover is now insisting that JFK's murder was the act of many instead of just one. Hoover wants jurisdiction over the case. But at this point, he is not getting it. Jurisdiction falls to the state of Texas and the munic.i.p.ality of Dallas.
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