(09-13-2023, 08:13 PM)BIAD Wrote: There are 'things'... strange peripheral instances that have never made sense with the JFK killing to me and here's
one of them.
As the Dallas Police were milling about in Dealey Plaza and the latest updates on the radio were still that John Kennedy
had been shot, an elderly garage mechanic was going about his tasks at the Mack Pate’s Garage across the street to the
El Chico restaurant in the Oak Cliff section of Dallas.
Mr T.F White was sixty years-old and hearing Police sirens screaming up and down Davis Street, he looked up from his
work on an automobile and noticed a 1958 two tone Plymouth sedan in the Mexican restaurant's carpark just behind a
billboard. Curious that someone was sitting in the car, Mr White ambled over to ask what was going on.
The man glanced at the old mechanic approaching him and gunning the engine, sped out and left White standing there
with his questions unanswered. However, being in the motor trade, White wrote down the license tag of the Plymouth.
It was PP4537.
As the Police cars raced to the scene where Officer J.D. Tippitt had been murdered only minutes ago, he went back to
finishing his afternoon under the hood of latest patient. But when watching TV in the evening, T.F White saw the man
again who'd left El Chico restaurant's lot in a hurry. The television said his name was Lee Harvey Oswald.
A week later, when Dallas radio reporter and later mayor of Dallas Mr Wes Wise gave a talk at the Oak Cliff restaurant.
The owner of the garage where Mr. White worked mentioned the suspicious Plymouth to Wise and intrigued, Wes Wise
met with the mechanic to verify what he'd witnessed.
Not wishing to be involved, the old man was reluctant to explain further about the two tone Plymouth sedan, but Wise
pushed him by assuring him that his name would never be revealed and then asking if he still had the piece of paper
with the license number on it. Reaching into his overall pocket, the radio reporter accepted the scrap of paper. PP4537.
Wes Wise contacted the Dallas Police and gave them the information, they passed it on to the FBI. With a quick check
of the Texas plate 'PP4537' indicated that it belonged to one Carl Amos Mather, 4309 Colgate Street of Garland, Texas.
When the FBI went out to the listed Garland address they found the two-tone 1958 Plymouth right there in the driveway
and knocked on the door.
Mrs. Mather came to the door and acknowledged the car belonged to her husband, who was then away at work at Collins
Radio in nearby Richardson, Texas. The FBI asked where her husband and the car was on Friday, November 22, 1963 and
she replied that the vehicle would've been in the parking lot at Collins Radio until sometime in the afternoon until her
husband returned home.
Mrs Mather added that her husband had picked up his family on that day to go to the Tippit residence to pay their respects
to the widow and family of their good friend, who was murdered that day.
One would think that Federal Officers would then interview Carl Mather for further information, wouldn't you?
Nope, instead of going out to Collins Radio to visit Mather, the FBI went to Mr. White -the elderly mechanic, who Wise
had promised wouldn’t be involved. They took additional statements from him and for some strange reason, changed his
account from a two-tone Plymouth to a red Ford Falcon.
It's strange that the Feds didn't realise that the repairer of cars would certainly know the difference between a Plymouth
and a Ford!
You won't find any mention of this in the Warren Commission, considering Carl Mather worked on electronics at Collins
Radio and his specific job being the installation of the radio equipment aboard Air Force Two, the then Vice President
Johnson’s plane!
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Collins Radio was founded by Arthur Collins of Cedar Rapids, Iowa and a good friend of General Emerson LeMay.
WoW, good stuff. Especially last two lines! Never heard that one before.
"It is hard to imagine a more stupid or more dangerous way of making decisions than by putting those decisions in the hands of people who pay no price for being wrong." – Thomas Sowell