I live in a cardboard box under the bridge by the grassy knoll in downtown Dallas, Texas, USA. It's just a few yards down the street from the old school book depository. I was shot there in November, 1963. I was President of the United Stated of America & the world thought I was dead but I survied. If your ever in Dallas drive by & honk your horn. I'll be sure to wave. You never know, I just might invite you in for cocktails. I make a mean Wild Turkey 101 & coke. (109)