The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part VIII

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

It was Monday, December 16, 1985. Downtown Manhattan was filled with shoppers in a frenzy trying to get some last-minute Christmas shopping done. After waiting at a red light, the Lincoln Continental quickly made its way to the front of Sparks Steakhouse. Without delay, a tall sharply dressed older man who could easily pass for your everyday office executive, exited the car and started to straighten out his suit and remove his leather gloves.

As the older gentleman stepped onto the sidewalk, two men wearing Russian style fur hats with matching vanilla colored rain coats quickly confront him and without saying a word the men start firing indiscriminately at their larger than life target. Before the man could even raise his hands in self-defense he is struck in the head by a bullet and violently collapses just steps from his car door. As he lay dying, with blood now visibly emanating from his mouth, one of the men walks up to him, kneels down, sticks his pistol underneath the man’s chin, and fires. Just as quickly as it had begun, it was over. The deed was done. Paul Castellano was dead.

(L - R) Big Paul lies dead on the sidewalk. Thomas Bilotti lies dead in a pool of his own blood.

(L – R) Big Paul lies dead on the sidewalk. Thomas Bilotti lies dead in a pool of his own blood.

The day was Sunday, October 27, 1940 in the Bronx, New York. Joseph and Fannie Gotti had just welcomed their new baby boy John Joseph into the world. At the time, the Bronx, New York was a bustling place with newly arriving Irish, Italian, and Jewish immigrants coming ashore everyday. America was the land of opportunity but that opportunity would not be easy. For those poor souls willing to sacrifice long hours and back-breaking work down at the docks or in crammed warehouses loading and unloading trucks it was better than being back home under fascist government regimes. To many immigrants, the back-breaking work was a drastic change from having to beg for money and many time go days without eating. Many immigrants preferred the harsh working conditions and accepted them as normal. Many would go on to save enough money to open a business of their own. However, some would take to the streets in search of a quick payday.

When John Gotti entered the criminal underworld the mafia had long-established a base of power in many major metropolitan cities. New York was the epicenter of it all, and sometimes John would hear of stories of well-dressed men with diamond picky rings. To the average school kid it would be a scary tale of mayhem and murder. To John Joseph Gotti they would be stories that piqued his curiosity and intrigued him to no end. He would hear tales of mafia heavyweights such as Albert Anastasia, Benny Siegel, Charlie Luciano, and Frank Costello. John couldn’t understand how men such as these could wield such immense power and yet remain unscathed, untouched by the law. Soon John would learn that these men were not your ordinary citizens. They were mafia dons.

John Gotti with Mom Fannie Looking On

John Gotti with Mom Fannie Looking On

Early on in school John had difficulties forming sentences. It wasn’t until his parents sought out professional care that John was diagnosed with a form of dyslexia. Inevitably, John would be the center of jokes from other boys at which John quickly responded with violence. Having tired of the boring school routine, John, at the tender age of twelve, would spend his days running errands for the local wiseguys. During the evenings John would spend it down at the local borgata committing petty crimes with the local street gang called the Fulton-Rockaway boys. At first, John started out shoplifting and purse snatching, but as he became older his borgata became a recruiting ground for the local wiseguys, particularly a Gambino capo named Carmine ‘Charley Wagons’ Fatico.

Carmine Fatico was a loyal but vicious caporegime. He ran the local social club and most of the mob business in East New York for boss Albert Anastasia. It was through his hanging around Carmine that John would go on to meet the man who would eventually become his life-long father figure in Cosa Nostra, Aniello ‘Neil’ Dellacroce. As time passed John eventually graduated from simple thefts to robberies and carjackings. At the young age of fourteen he became the leader of his gang and soon thereafter, John attempted to steal a cement mixer only to have his toes crushed in the process. In time John would eventually walk with a slight limp which reminded many of how notorious boss Albert Anastasia would strut in public.

Carmine 'Charley Wagons' Fatico

Carmine ‘Charley Wagons’ Fatico

Having barely passed middle-school John attempted to stay in school at Franklin K. Lane High in Brooklyn, only to drop out in his second year at the age of sixteen. He never looked back. John viewed school as a roadblock instead of a stepping stone. He felt his chances of making it in the real world were in the streets, not in a classroom. He viewed his father’s life as a total failure. And although he respected his father for trying to provide for his family, he vowed never to walk in his footsteps. John viewed himself above that. Above the frayed life his father lived. Never having enough to sustain his family. He saw the hardships, he lived them. There was no way he intended to settle for mediocrity.

Soon after dropping out of school altogether John sought out to make a name for himself. He was a mad man on a mission. He wanted to be noticed and respected by all. He knew he would have to immerse himself in illegal activities if he was to garner the respect of the underworld. He was now officially on record with the Gambino family as a Fatico crew associate. JFK airport was his playground and Gotti started his climb to the top. He would get tips all the time from truckers looking to make a quick buck on the side. Carmine was in charge and Gotti knew he had the blessing to do as he pleased when he pleased. Instead of trying to avoid him, truckers would go out of their way to appease him and in turn they avoided a beating and were well paid for their loyalty.

In early 1962 John wed his longtime girlfriend Victoria DiGiorgio, who was only seventeen at the time. Being a devout catholic Victoria insisted they marry before she would have their second child Vicky. The constant scheming and social clubbing put a strain on their relationship and for the first few years of the marriage the couple would separate numerous times. For a time, John decided to lay low and try to resolve his family matters. He would try his hand at different legitimate jobs. When it seemed that all was going well, John would be enticed to leave his job and hit the streets. So in 1966, John was jailed twice for different crimes. Soon thereafter, the family decided to move to Ozone Park in Queens, New York. It was this move that would put John on the fast track to getting his button and solidifying his position within the Fatico crew.

John and Victoria Gotti

John and Victoria Gotti

The late 1960′s saw John in and out of correctional institutions until he was eventually convicted and sentenced to three years in Federal prison for stealing cargo at JFK airport. While John was in prison, Carmine decided to move his crew near the Gotti house in Queens. The new club would be called the Bergin Hunt and Fish Club. While boasting that they were in fact a hunting and fishing club, the club was nothing more than a front for the more illicit activities taking place behind closed doors. Shortly after being released in 1971, Gotti became the acting captain of the Fatico crew, as Carmine faced loan sharking charges from the feds. John becoming acting captain of the Fatico crew was unprecedented in Cosa Nostra being that John was not even a made man yet. This demonstrated the level of respect and loyalty that Gotti had acquired while loyally serving Carmine.

Soon thereafter, Carmine was convicted and sentenced to a lengthy prison sentence. This left Gotti in charge of the Bergin crew. Something he intended to take full advantage of. In May of 1973, Gotti’s golden opportunity came around when the family boss came calling. Apparently, someone was stupid enough to kidnap for ransom the nephew of Carlo Gambino. To this day it is not known whether the kidnappers knew who Emanuel ‘Manny’ Gambino truly was or they simply didn’t care. Either way the kidnappers deemed it better to kill Manny after receiving the ransom money rather than face the possibility of being picked out of a line-up. The kidnapping was not only an insult to Don Carlo but an affront to the Gambino Crime Family as a whole.

John Gotti c.1970's

John Gotti c.1970′s

Carlo did not take any chances and wanted the best crew to find and punish the persons responsible. Considering that Gotti’s crew, now numbering in the hundreds, was one of the family’s top crews, it was not surprising that John would be sent for and assigned the task of finding the guilty parties. After a few days, people started reporting back to Gotti and his crew. A name that continued to pop-up was that of a rough and tough Irish gangster named James McBratney. During the mid to late 1960′s, McBratney was part of the upstart Irish gang called the Westies based out of Manhattan’s Westside in Hell’s Kitchen. The Westies would eventually go on to become partners with the Gambino family, but for now, McBratney had to pay for his sins. It didn’t take Gotti long to put two and two together. The hit squad was put together and it would be Ralph ‘Wigs’ Galione, Anthony ‘Quack, Quack’ Ruggiero, and John Gotti.

The orders were for McBratney to die a slow and painful death. One late evening in a Staten Island bar called Snoops, the trio found their target half drunk near the bar area. As the three entered, Galione flashed a phony badge and asked McBratney to step outside so he could be questioned. McBratney not being anybody’s fool smelled a rat. He may have been half drunk but his street instincts were fully intact. McBratney immediately called Galione’s bluff. Once the trio realized the gig was up, they attempted to forcefully walk McBratney out of the bar. McBratney sensing imminent danger started to wrestle with the three and with that, Galione pulled out a nine-millimeter pistol and quickly pumped three bullets into McBratney.

(L - R) James McBratney dead on the floor of Snoops Bar. John Gotti arrested for his involvement in the killing.

(L – R) James McBratney dead on the floor of Snoops Bar. John Gotti arrested for his involvement in the killing.

As their victim fell to the floor dead, patrons started to scream and panic. John, Ralph, and Anthony hurriedly left the bar but were quickly rounded up the following morning. Thanks to the bar patrons John was identified as the ‘leader’ and was eventually convicted and sentenced to four years in prison for manslaughter. It was only through famed mob attorney Roy Cohn’s legal maneuvering that Gotti was able to receive the lenient prison sentence.

After Gotti left prison in 1977, and with Dellacroce’s blessing, he was officially inducted into the Gambino Crime Family and became the permanent Capo of the old Fatico crew. It was a bitter-sweet moment for Gotti. While imprisoned, Carlo Gambino had died, but before he passed away he went against Cosa Nostra tradition and left the family in hands of his brother in-law, Paul ‘Big Paulie’ Castellano. This went completely against mafia protocol were the family Underboss, in this case Neil Dellacroce, would be the obvious family successor. Dellacroce could rightfully claim he was the new boss and reject Castellano outright. However, Mr. Neil, as he was sometimes called, was old school and he knew that causing a civil war would not benefit the good of the family. Moreover, it would potentially cause the family to lose strength and even their seat as head of the Commission. Gotti on the other hand, hated Castellano, and had it not been for Dellacroce, he would have attempted a bloody coup.

John Gotti with Neil Dellacroce

John Gotti with Neil Dellacroce

In March of 1980, the Gotti family suffered a heart wrenching loss when Gotti’s son Frank Gotti was struck and killed by Gotti’s neighbor John Favara. While the tragedy was found to have been a terrible accident, with Favara being cleared of any wrong doing, the Gotti’s felt that Favara may have been speeding. Favara personally knew the Gotti’s and when he attempted to visit them to offer his condolences, it was reported that Victoria Gotti attacked him with a baseball bat sending him to the hospital. Favara refused to press charges. Not long after that Favara started to receive death threats and both his home and vehicles were tampered with. Other neighbors urged Favara to move, but Favara refused citing his innocence. Unfortunately, Favara could not see that his presence in the neighborhood was detrimental to the Gotti’s, but especially to Victoria who never fully recovered from the death of little Frankie.

It was Monday, July 28, 1980, a muggy day with temperatures expected to be in the low 90′s. John Favara had just finished his day at Castro Convertibles, a furniture company in New Hyde Park. It was about five o’clock in the afternoon as Favara was making his way to his car when he was struck in the head by a pair of unknown male’s and quickly put into an unmarked van that quickly sped away. Witnesses reported seeing the commotion while receiving an odd explanation to Favara’s unconscious and limp body.

Victoria Gotti attending the funeral of her son Frank Gotti

Victoria Gotti attending the funeral of her son Frank Gotti

One of the men that was stuffing Favara into the van said “they were taking their friend home because he did not feel well.” That was the last time John Favara was ever seen. Nobody has ever been convicted in the disappearance of Favara, but the list of those wanting to curry favor with John Gotti was too long for investigators to properly investigate, and no charges were ever brought.

During the early 1980′s, Gotti’s gambling and nightlife started to spin out of control. The more money John made the more he spent. It was during this time that Gotti’s younger brother Gene started to deal drugs with Gotti’s longtime childhood friend, Anthony ‘Quack, Quack’ Ruggiero. Paul Castellano had set down strict rules that anybody caught dealing in drugs would be killed without question. And while this drug edict was in place, Castellano would many times turn a blind eye to the money that came from drug dealing. Making him a hypocrite in Gotti’s and everyone else’s eyes.

Castellano was not the only one noticing the rampant drug dealing coming from Gotti’s crew. The feds were also abreast of Gene and Ruggiero’s drug empire. So much so, that Ruggiero’s home, Gotti’s club, and Gene’s home had all been bugged by the feds. This bugging would mark the beginning of the end for Castellano and his reign as boss.

(left) Angelo 'Quack, Quack' Ruggiero and Eugene 'Gene' Gotti

(left) Angelo ‘Quack, Quack’ Ruggiero and Eugene ‘Gene’ Gotti

The feds would eventually come calling in 1985, with John and Gene Gotti being indicted along with Gotti mentor Neil Dellacroce and Quack, Quack Ruggiero for racketeering and drug dealing. The heavier charges being reserved for Gene and Quack, Quack Ruggiero. As the indictments reached Castellano, he immediately requested a sit-down with Gotti and Dellacroce. Gotti, knowing full well the implications of being caught dealing in drugs asked Dellacroce to intercede on his behalf.

Dellacroce requested a meeting with Castellano, and during the meeting Castellano demanded that Gotti turn over to him the tapes from the FBI bugs. Dellacroce tried stalling Castellano but knew that it would only be temporary and eventually he would have to hear them. Ruggiero, being Dellacroce’s nephew, received a tongue lashing from the old-school Dellacroce on why made men did not deal in drugs. Ruggiero remained adamant, and refused to turn the tapes over to Castellano explaining ‘his family was on them.’

The tapes would never reach Castellano, as more pressing matters came to the forefront. On Monday, December 2, 1985, Anthony ‘Neil’ Dellacroce took his last breath and died peacefully at Immaculate Hospital in Queens. It was standard mafia protocol to attend the family’s underboss funeral. To not attend would send a clear message of disrespect and defiance. At Dellacroce’s, funeral most of the Gambino members were present, and those not in attendance made sure to send large flower arrangements and gifts.

Everyone knew how close John was to Neil, which is why most Gambino’s lined up and wished him well. Shockingly, the one person who should have been first in line was not there. To add insult to injury, Castellano did not even bother to send any type of condolences or flowers to show sympathy for his underboss’ passing. Gotti viewed this as an immense sign of disrespect and dishonor. When asked by underlings why he did not attend the funeral Castellano would say “he did not want to endanger anyone by being present as the feds would be watching.” It is true that Castellano had already been indicted in the commission case however, little did he know the contempt he was being held in. This charge was much greater than any prison sentence he could have received. Castellano had less than two weeks left to live.

When Gotti first heard Castellano’s edict on drug dealing he was incensed. He knew Castellano took drug money as tribute from anyone in the family. Castellano’s double-dealing nearly cost him his life early on in his administrator years. Castellano was considered by most Gambino soldiers to be a business man first, and a gangster second. Gotti was one of these soldiers. Gotti felt Castellano was not a street guy, and never truly learned what it was to hustle for money. Castellano’s home life also added to Gotti’s outrage as Castellano decided to start a love affair with his live-in housemaid Gloria Olarte. Castellano’s wife Nina was so furious that she moved out of the Castellano home soon after finding out.

Big Paul with Colombian live-in housemaid Gloria Olarte

Big Paul with Colombian live-in housemaid Gloria Olarte

Keeping Dellacroce on as underboss when Carlo Gambino died was perhaps one of the smartest things Castellano could have ever done. Not only did this allow for some type of continuity with the old regime, but it also kept Gotti and his crew in check with Cosa Nostra rules. And one rule that Dellacroce would not allow Gotti to break was to assassinate a sitting boss. Dellacroce argued that irregardless of Castellano’s recklessness, he was not to be touched or harmed. Dellacroce knew that Castellano’s days were numbered. He knew that once he passed away, Gotti would quickly move on Castellano. Gotti, while not happy about Dellacroce dying, did see the bright side to the sad event and quickly assembled a hit squad.

The blood had hardly coagulated in Castellano’s dead corpse when Gotti was already assembling a sit-down with Gambino family capo’s. The news quickly spread through New York’s five boroughs. Paul Castellano was dead, assassinated in broad daylight by a four man hit team. The hit had been carried out with deadly precision, just as Gotti had planned it. For the first few days after the assassination, the entire New York mafia was thrown into chaos. The killing of a family associate or made guy can sometimes be expected. However, assassinating the Capo di tutti capi in broad daylight in the middle of rush hour in one of the busiest boroughs in the country, is astounding if not shocking.

Dead Mafia Boss Big Paul Castellano being taken away on a stretcher in front of Sparks Steakhouse in downtown Manhattan

Dead Mafia Boss Big Paul Castellano being taken away on a stretcher in front of Sparks Steakhouse in downtown Manhattan

The message at the initial sit-down was “nobody panic, don’t overreact, don’t carry weapons. Everyone is okay, but we need to find out who was behind the hit.” Frankie DeCicco was the only remaining man left alive on the Gambino administration panel. DeCicco, being Gambino family Consigliere, spoke at the sit-down and ordered an investigation into the slayings. He also ordered the capo’s to report to other families that the “Gambino family was still intact” and that their “commission seat” should be left untouched. After a few days, a subsequent sit-down was held where a new boss would be elected. By this time, the media was having a field day speculating and pointing to John Gotti as the one responsible for the killings. So unsurprisingly, at the next sit-down, DeCicco stood up and asked that Gotti be the next family boss with him serving as underboss. The votes quickly went around the room and everyone was in agreement. John Gotti was now head of the most powerful mafia family in the country.

Frankie 'Frankie Cheech' DeCicco

Frankie ‘Frankie Cheech’ DeCicco

John Gotti’s short reign as Gambino family boss would be the subject of many books and movies. Not only would he be the subject of many articles and magazines but he would also come under tight FBI scrutiny for his alleged role in the slayings. When Gotti decided to kill Castellano and his underboss Thomas Bilotti, he broke a cardinal rule within Cosa Nostra. A rule that would not be forgotten by his enemies. A rule that would nearly cost him his life in the coming years.

To be continued……………..

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part VII

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

Carmine ‘Lilo’ Galante was born in 1910 in Castellammare del Golfo, Sicily, native land of his boss Joseph Bonanno. At the young age of 11 he began associating with the older toughs of his neighborhood in New York’s Lower East Side. Young Carmine immediately began to see the huge potential of the criminal life. In 1930, he was arrested for attempted murder and assault. Shortly thereafter he was convicted and sentenced to prison. He was immediately reprimanded to what was then considered one of New York’s toughest correction facilities, Sing Sing prison. As a teen, Carmine’s aspirations were not your typical teen’s aspirations such as becoming a doctor, police officer, astronaut, or fireman. No, instead, Carmine’s true passion was to become a gangster, a man of honor and respect.

Carmine 'Lilo' Galante

Carmine ‘Lilo’ Galante

Back in New York, Joe Bonanno was in the fight of his life as the Castellammarese War raged on with bodies littering the streets of Williamsburg and neighboring Bushwick and Brooklyn. Joe Masseria was intent on destroying the more affable and refined Salvatore Maranzano and anyone who stood with him. Power is a dangerous yet efficient tool. When properly utilized, it can reap vast benefits for those wielding it. Unfortunately, for both Masseria and Maranzano, Charlie Luciano saw that both combatants could not control it. Luciano quickly intervened and the war was over with both bosses dead within six months’ time. While Bonanno appreciated the resulting calm of the streets, he became wary of the new boss of bosses.

It was 1939 and Carmine Galante was fresh out of prison looking to establish his dominance in the New York underworld. Carmine’s ambitions matched his brute force and unwavering allegiance to Cosa Nostra. Upon hearing Galante had been released, Bonanno sent for him and gave him a job. This would be the beginning of a long-lasting relationship that would span decades and many murders. Soon thereafter, Galante became a made-man, a man of honor and respect, a title he had craved ever since his teens. Galante quickly went to work brutalizing anyone who stood in his way to the top. By the mid-1950′s Galante had earned the respect and trust of Bonanno and other New York families, enough to be named Underboss of the Bonanno crime family. And while Galante answered directly to Bonanno he also carried out hits for Vito Genovese. One such hit was that of controversial journalist Carlo Tresca in 1943.

Carlo Tresca murdered c.1943

Carlo Tresca murdered c.1943

In 1957 Bonanno and Galante boarded a chartered flight to Sicily where the top bosses on both sides of the Atlantic discussed plans to expand the drug trade. In his autobiography, Bonanno claimed that drugs were a “dirty business” and did not merit a place within Cosa Nostra circles. Bonanno would go to his grave defending this drug edict. Unfortunately, for him and others, who did not wish to be saddled with the dishonorable act of dealing in drugs, they forgot to pass the memorandum on to Sicily’s intelligence agencies’ that tactfully monitored and documented the meetings. If there’s anything a wiseguy will rarely ever turn down its power and money. Bonanno would not be an exception to this rule.

The ensuing years saw Carmine reap the fruits of his labor as he established himself a powerhouse both at home and abroad. His constant trips to Sicily not only cemented his ties to the Sicilian Cosa Nostra but it also garnered the attention of young up and coming wiseguys who would go on to pledge their loyalty to Galante (It is important to point out that the Sicilian Cosa Nostra never had a compunction with murdering government officials regardless of the office they held). If given the chance they would kill the siting president all in the name of Cosa Nostra. In Sicily, unlike the American Mafia, refusing to carry out a hit, specifically when it comes from a boss is death, no questions asked. It has become standard industry practice, for a lack of a better term, to murder anyone who stands in the way of making money. So not surprisingly, Galante made sure to ingratiate himself with Sicilian wiseguys, otherwise known as the Zips.

The stage was set for Galante to take over for Bonanno once the boss decided to retire to Arizona as he had many times mentioned. Galante would never get the chance. In 1959, after consolidating his power base, Galante was caught up in a FBI drug bust and quickly shipped off to prison for the next twenty years (It has been speculated by some mafia historians that Bonanno set up Galante as he viewed him more of a threat than an ally). Shortly thereafter, the Bonanno civil war broke out ending with Bonanno forcefully made to retire to Arizona. Peace would reign for a few short years until Joseph ‘Crazy Joe’ Gallo decided to take on the bosses just like Bonanno had tried years earlier. Galante’s ambitions would have to wait a little while longer.

Carmine 'Lilo' Galante

An older more brutal Carmine ‘Lilo’ Galante

Prison is not for the faint of heart. Good thing for Galante, he didn’t have one to worry about. Galante was as cold as they came. He would not hesitate to use his fists or anything within his reach, to get his way. Not surprising, different prison psychiatrists diagnosed him with having a “neuropathic psychopathic personality disorder.” In short, he was a career criminal with no possibility of ever walking the straight and narrow. While in prison he made himself known to other inmates. One such documented incident has Galante walking into a recreation room to use the phone. Instead of lining up and waiting to use the phone as any normal person would, Galante walked straight up to the inmate speaking on the phone and asked him for it. Galante got the phone and made his phone call without as much as a sneer from anyone. Inmates knew who he was and he made no secret to hide his identity. Even in prison his ferocity followed him and his reputation and legend continued to grow.

Back in New York, it was 1969 and Joseph Bonanno had been deposed to Arizona with John Sciacca being appointed boss by the Commission. Sciacca not wanting to be a puppet boss stepped down and handed the family to Natale Evola. It wasn’t long before Evola dropped dead of a heart attack in 1973 and Phillip ‘Rusty’ Rastelli took over the family. To the chagrin of everyone in the Bonanno family, Rusty was arrested and sent to prison just two years after taking over as boss. While in prison Rusty continued to run the day-to-day operations of the family using different family captains to relay his orders. Back in prison, Galante was making a lot of noise and the rumblings could be heard all the way back in New York. Galante was intent on taking back what was once his regardless of who was at the helm.

Phillip 'Rusty' Rastelli

Phillip ‘Rusty’ Rastelli

Released in 1974, Galante quickly took over as Acting Boss of the Bonanno family, while Rusty finished out his prison sentence. Galante had no intentions of giving the family back to Rusty or anyone else. Soon after being released, Galante started to import and surround himself with Sicilian Zips. He knew he would need them once Rusty decided to take back the family. It would not be easy and Galante prepared for the worst. He never went anywhere without at least three Zip bodyguards and even had his car started every morning by one of his bodyguards. A few months after being named acting boss and to the dismay of many wiseguys, Galante named Salvatore ‘Toto’ Catalano Underboss of the family. Catalano was a Zip and was loyal to Galante.

It was during this time period that Joseph D. Pistone a.k.a. Donnie Brasco, was coming around the Bonanno family haunts looking to hook up with anyone associated with the Bonanno’s. In 1977, Pistone was hanging around with Tony Mirra from the Bonanno’s. Mirra was a loyal follower of Galante and soon thereafter, both would be arrested for drug dealing. Due to circumstantial evidence Galante was held and released but Mirra was convicted and sent to prison. At this point, with Mirra gone, Pistone started to hang around with Lefty Guns Ruggiero and Sonny ‘Sonny Black’ Napolitano. It is rumored that while awaiting the outcome of his arrest, Galante was moved to another facility due to ‘numerous death threats’ against him. It was apparent that Rusty had heard the moves Galante was making and was taking no chances.

Clockwise - Joe Pistone a.k.a Donnie Brasco, Benjamin 'Lefty Guns' Ruggiero, Anthony 'Tony' Mirra, Anthony 'Neil' Dellacroce, Sonny 'Sonny Black' Napolitano

Clockwise – Joe Pistone a.k.a Donnie Brasco, Benjamin ‘Lefty Guns’ Ruggiero, Anthony ‘Tony’ Mirra, Anthony ‘Neil’ Dellacroce, Sonny ‘Sonny Black’ Napolitano

It was early 1979, Rusty had heard enough and was ready to move on the arrogant and pretentious Galante. Emissaries were quickly dispatched to New York and the ruling came down, for the sake of the families, Galante had to go. Carmine’s attempt to usurp what was rightfully Rusty’s was a big no, no. Galante may have thought he was taking back what was once rightfully his, but in Cosa Nostra he knew the rules. He knew he could not depose a sitting boss. Instead he needed to wait his turn until an opportunity was available. Carmine was not a fool nor was he patient. He knew sooner or later he would have to take or be taken. The stage was set for one of the most famous mob hits in recent memory.

The Sicilian Zips may have wielded considerable power back in their homeland of Sicily however, in New York; the commission was the ultimate authority. And the commission had passed a ruling and it was expected to be respected and obeyed no questions asked. A couple of months after that ruling, two of Galante’s bodyguards were approached by Bonanno gunmen and explicitly told to set up their own boss. At first, both Zips were cautious not believing the Bonanno wiseguys until both were contacted from prison by Rusty himself. While the Zips may have been loyal to Galante, the Zips recognized that Cosa Nostra was bigger than one man. And if it was to survive, rules needed to be followed and respected.

Galante bodyguards Cesar Bonventre and Baldo Amato

Galante bodyguards Cesar Bonventre and Baldo Amato

It was a sunny day Thursday July 12, 1979. The hustle and bustle of New York City streets could be heard gearing up by 4 a.m. The coffee shops prepared themselves with the usual crowd of hungry patrons and hurried construction workers. Galante awoke that morning to coffee and pastries and as he walked to his waiting car, he stuck his trademark cigar into his mouth and off he went. Behind the wheel was Cesar Bonventre with Baldo Amato in the passenger seat. It was a typical hot summer day with not a cloud in sight. Arriving at his cousin’s Giuseppe Torano’s Joe and Mary’s Italian-American Restaurant, Galante emerged from the car and was quickly escorted to the patio section of the restaurant located in the back by Amato while Bonventre parked the car. Had Galante been more vigilant he would have smelled a rat. Both Amato and Bonventre were wearing long-sleeved leather jackets, certainly unusual for such a hot summer day.

Minutes after arriving at the restaurant, a vehicle stopped in front and three men in ski masks jumped from the car. Two of the men carried shotguns while one carried a nine-millimeter semi-automatic pistol. As the men burst into the restaurant, both Amato and Bonventre stood by silently as the three men made their way to the patio shooting Turano and his bodyguard Leonardo Coppola dead along the way. Galante having heard the commotion stopped eating and instead waited for what was next.

Left to Right - Dominick 'Big Trin' Trinchera, Anthony 'Bruno' Indelicato, Cesar Bonventre

Left to Right – Dominick ‘Big Trin’ Trinchera, Anthony ‘Bruno’ Indelicato, Cesar Bonventre

As two of the men made their way to the patio, the third man stayed back securing the inside of the restaurant. No doubt by this point Galante was wide-eyed and without a single word being exchanged both men opened up on Galante. He fell dead immediately from a shot to his left-eye. His trademark cigar still firmly clenched in his teeth. The shooting took less than three minutes. Galante was dead and so were his ambitions. The silence was deafening as the New York families breathed a sigh of relief with Carmine being dead.

The gunmen that day were Anthony ‘Bruno’ Indelicato Jr., Dominick ‘Big Trin’ Trinchera, Sonny ‘Sonny Black’ Napolitano, and Louis Giongetti. It was rumored that Bruno was the one that fired the fatal shot to Galante’s head. Shortly after the shooting, Bruno was observed by FBI surveillance arriving at the Ravenite Social Club in Little Italy, being congratulated by Anthony ‘Neil’ Dellacroce, the powerful Gambino underboss and many other family soldiers. Bruno was observed to be “very excited” and “sweating profusely” and was also seen taking off “black gloves” and slipping a pistol into his waistband. It would be several years before Bruno was finally indicted and convicted for his role in the slayings.

Carmine 'Lilo' Galante dead

Carmine ‘Lilo’ Galante dead

When the ruling came down for Galante to be hit, Carlo Gambino was considered to be the boss of bosses. The Gambino family patriarch was the most powerful don in America and everyone knew it. He gave Rusty the okay to hit Galante and the rest was history. Gambino would go on to become one of the most powerful and smartest bosses in Cosa Nostra history. His crime family legacy to this day has been marginalized by a decision he made while on his deathbed. Instead of following Cosa Nostra tradition and naming Anthony Dellacroce the succeeding boss, he dishonored the family and caused a quiet insurrection by instead naming Paul ‘Big Paul’ Castellano boss of the Gambino Crime family. Castellano’s reign atop the Gambino crime family would be marred by a scandal within his own home. The scandal would one of many that would eventually bring about his demise and lead to a new era in Cosa Nostra, the John Gotti era.

To be continued…………………

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part VI

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

Before the Italian American Anti-Defamation League, Joseph Colombo was a caporegime for Joseph Profaci and after he died he continued serving Giuseppe Magliocco. Both men knew they could count on Colombo to carry out orders and keep his mouth shut. Colombo was known as a ‘go to’ guy when a hit was required. Colombo was handy with a bat and preferred this method to the much faster gun when information or torture was required. Colombo was a tough no-nonsense loyal soldier who could be counted on. Soon enough, Giuseppe Magliocco would come to find out just how loyal Joseph Colombo was to Cosa Nostra.

Giuseppe 'Fat Man' Magliocco c.1928

Giuseppe ‘Fat Man’ Magliocco c.1928

Joseph Bonanno always considered himself a cut above the more uncouth dishonorable Young Turks. Having never fully trusted Charlie Luciano or any of his subordinates, Bonanno saw himself surrounded by devious men. Men who dealt in drugs and prostitution. Something he abhorred and considered dishonorable (although for many years Bonanno was rumored to be knee-deep into the narcotics trade). Upon the death of Joseph Profaci, and with the help of Magliocco, Bonanno set in motion a plan so audacious that most gangsters today have a hard time grasping the idea.

The title of Boss of Bosses was something that forever eluded Vito Genovese. Charlie Luciano refused to acknowledge the title and many other men died trying to ascertain it. In effect, it was a mythical title that through years was only whispered in closed circles. Never allowing outsiders to know just who held the title. The title was in a sense symbolic, and provided a broad picture of the person having it. It signified immense power, honor, and respect. It represented everything Joseph Bonanno aspired to be as a Mafioso. He scoffed at the notion that other bosses held firm to Cosa Nostra edicts. His time was here and he would make the most of it.

Joseph 'Don Peppino' Bonanno founding Boss of Bonanno Family

Joseph ‘Don Peppino’ Bonanno founding Boss of Bonanno Family

Bonanno quickly set up a meeting with Magliocco laying out his plans for his quick ascension to the top of the Cosa Nostra. Carlo Gambino, whom he always referred to as a “squirrel of a man” would be the first to be hit. The second boss on the hit list would be Tommy ‘Three Finger Brown’ Lucchese. The third boss to be hit would be Frank DeSimone whom Bonanno hated for his tyrannical reign over his crime family (it’s rumored DeSimone raped his’ Underboss’ wife in front of him as a show of power). The last boss on the hit list would be Bonanno’s own cousin Buffalo Boss Stefano Maggadino. Bonanno felt Maggadino was becoming too greedy and dishonorable by allowing his soldiers to deal in drugs.

The plot was set and Magliocco quickly assigned the hit to his loyal caporegime Joseph Colombo. The only other time something like this had been attempted was during the purge of the old mustache Pete’s by Charlie Luciano. Colombo knew the odds were slim that if successful the other families would turn a blind eye to the carnage left behind. While Bonanno long-held his devotion to being a ‘man of honor’ Colombo quickly realized there would be no honor in this quadruple slaying of bosses. He knew Bonanno was power grabbing and more than likely would end up killing him after the hits were carried out, as is the case with most high-profile mafia hits.

Joseph Colombo

Joseph Colombo

Many historians will quickly point out Colombo’s zeal for Cosa Nostra’s rules, and many are also quick to point out his greediness and egotistical goals. In the end it was power that Colombo was after. He immediately sent word to Gambino and Lucchese and a sit-down was held to relay Bonanno’s murderous assassination plot. Soon thereafter, both Magliocco and Bonanno were summoned by the Commission. However, only Magliocco showed up to face the music. Bonanno refused to present himself much less acknowledge the Commission’s next ruling. Because of the gravity of the plot, Bonanno would be deposed of his position and a new boss would be installed in his place, Gaspar DiGregorio.

Because of his loyalty, Joseph Colombo replaced Giuseppe Magliocco as family boss. While Colombo was being named boss, Bonanno was busy plotting the demise of the entire Commission including the now loathed Joseph Colombo. Having defied the Commission ruling, Bonanno went underground with those who remained loyal to him, which was about half of the family soldiers.

(sitting L to R) Stefano Maggadino, Joseph Bonanno, Bill Bonanno, Gaspar DiGregorio and two unknown males c.1946

(sitting L to R) Stefano Maggadino, Joseph Bonanno, Bill Bonanno, Gaspar DiGregorio and two unknown males c.1946

After several shootouts and stabbings it would be Bonanno who would fall into the enemy’s hand. In October of 1964 Bonanno it is alleged that Maggadino gunmen kidnapped Bonanno as he walked with his attorney in lower Manhattan. Many have accepted this as fact. However, considering the ongoing war with the other bosses, would it make sense for Bonanno to be alone with only his attorney out in plain sight without bodyguards? Highly unlikely. Instead many historians, including this editor, point to the fact that Bonanno conveniently made himself disappear due to an upcoming subpoena from the feds.

The fact of the matter is Bonanno knew he was going down one way or another and what better way was there than to disappear altogether? Upon disappearing, Bonanno caused an uproar within his own faction. Even his own son did not know the extent of his disappearance. Therefore, the war raged on with bodies littering the streets of New York. The Commission knew that the longer the war went on the stronger the possibility the feds would get involved. Therefore, a sit down was called where both factions would meet to settle their differences. The meeting would be held at a house on Troutman Street in Brooklyn.

Joseph Bonanno Kidnapped Poster c.1964

Joseph Bonanno Kidnapped Poster c.1964

While the Commission knew the implications of the ongoing war, DiGregorio also knew that if left alive, Bonanno’s son Bill would eventually conspire to kill him in an effort to reclaim the family. DiGregorio with several torpedoes in tow arrived hours early at the house and set up different sniper nests. All that was left was for Bill and his men to arrive in order to be gunned down in a hail of gunfire.

Bill, taught to be cautious by his father, parked a couple of blocks away and slowly made his way to the house on Troutman. It was late in the evening and the only visible light was a small rotted out street post that barely made the house visible. As they approached Bill sensed movement and caught what appeared to be a faint reflection of light coming from across the street. At that split second a volley of gunfire came at the men. Quickly diving behind parked cars, Bill and his men returned fire blindly not knowing exactly where the shooters were. Later, Bill would recall the shoot out as lasting “hours” when in fact it lasted only four minutes.

Salvatore 'Bill' Bonanno c.1965

Salvatore ‘Bill’ Bonanno c.1965

As hundreds of rounds were fired back and forth, Bill and his men continued crawling away from the house until they were far enough to stand and run back to their cars. Miraculously no one was killed nor injured. Both factions continued to play cat and mouse on the streets of New York. After almost two years of being missing Joseph Bonanno resurfaced and immediately sent word to the Commission in an effort to stop the violence.

The Bonanno faction would back down if and only if Bonanno’s son Bill could resume being boss with his brother in-law Frank LaBruzzo as underboss. Soon thereafter, Bonanno pledged to retire to Arizona for the sake of his health. The Commission knew that having any Bonanno as head of the family would mean Joseph Bonanno would still be in control. Therefore, the Commission refused the offer and instead offered a counter-offer where Bonanno could retire to Arizona leaving the Commission to choose the next family boss. Bonanno declined the offer and the war continued.

In the coming months the Commission became increasingly anxious and irritated at DiGregorio failure to subjugate or kill the Bonanno faction. Therefore, DiGregorio was eventually replaced with Paul Sciacca whom the Commission believed could get the job done. They were wrong and completely underestimated the strength of Bonanno’s men. Soon after taking the reins three of Sciacca’s men were gunned down in a Queen’s restaurant.

It wasn’t until 1968 that Joseph Bonanno would come to suffer a heart attack that would in effect voluntarily send him packing to Arizona to live out the rest of his years in peace and tranquility. The Commission being weary of Bonanno’s word continued to monitor him in Arizona. Eventually the violence did cease altogether and Paul Sciacca was finally recognized as the new Bonanno Family boss.

Joseph Bonanno

Joseph Bonanno

Bonanno had set the precedent of attempting to assassinate four sitting bosses all at once. At the time, it was considered the boldest plan ever devised by a Mafioso (Luciano’s night of the Sicilian Vespers was but a myth). While Bonanno’s plan was audacious and grandeur, it would not be the last time a Mafioso would attempt a coup of such magnitude.

There would be others who would come to tempt fate in an effort to reach that elusive title of boss of bosses. There’s one particular gangster that would attempt to replicate Bonanno’s plan. Having driven for him and served in the trenches with him, this soldier would come to know Bonanno very well. He knew were Bonanno had failed, and knew he could not make the same mistakes. His name was Carmine ‘Lilo’ Galante.

To be continued………….

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part V

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

What is the difference between a politician and a mafia boss? At a glance, both share varying degrees of similarities. However, a closer inspection will reveal the ultimate goal of both, power.

In the early 20′s when America was barely establishing an identity, Joseph Kennedy Sr. was establishing relationships with different men in the bootlegging business of whiskey. Joe Kennedy, while smart and brash, considered himself a class above the men he was dealing with. Joe liked to believe he was too refined to be associated with and much less seen with this lower class of men. Little did he realize that these men would in effect, change the course of American history in due time.

Joseph 'Joe' Kennedy

Joseph ‘Joe’ Kennedy

The money Joe made during this turbulent era was in the millions. Money he intended to use to care for his family and friends. The Kennedy dynasty was born. During those early bootlegging years Joe became very good friends to Frank Costello through which he also met notorious figures such as Waxey Gordon, Charlie Luciano, Nig Rosen, Gurrah Shapiro, Meyer Lansky, and Benny Siegel. All of them partners with Costello.

Through the years, Joe would call on favors from the boys and vice versa. So it came as no surprise that Joe would call in a favor during an unusually hot summer in 1960. Joe knew that when you deal with the devil you have to sell your soul. He did. Not only did he sell his own soul but that of his successors as well. It is well documented that had it not been for Sam Giancana, then Boss of the Chicago Outfit, John F. Kennedy would never have won the states of Illinois or West Virginia which in effect put John in the White House. Many historians will deny this ever happened. Nobody within journalism could stomach the fact that one of this country’s greatest presidents was elected on the back of a Mafioso.

Once John reached the office of the President, Joe informed his son just how he got there. John was furious that his own father would deal with the mafia. John’s anger was but a show piece. He knew his father had dealings with the mafia since he was a teenager. In the back of his mind, John knew exactly what his father had committed him to. In time, this would eventually cause his demise forever shattering his father’s illicit yet promising dreams.

John F. Kennedy

John F. Kennedy

Did the CIA kill JFK? No, not entirely. The books that have come out since JFK’s assassination could easily fill the local library. I’m not one to veer off the subject so I will not do so here. However, let me point out that the CIA was complicit, and to some extent, did monitor the planning and execution of JFK’s murder. Why? The CIA knew their days were numbered with JFK in office and the mafia wanted to cash in their chips. Robert Kennedy had caused the mafia so much trouble and it was John who had appointed him Attorney General. The CIA’s duplicity in this scenario is brilliant. Once JFK was killed off, the mafia would have its revenge and the CIA would stay in business. All that was left was two happy customers who could go on about their daily business not minding the collateral damage.

Soon after JFK’s murder Robert Kennedy would also be gunned down in what most historians would consider a ‘Manchurian candidate’ style. Sirhan Sirhan neither remembers the shooting much less why he was at that Los Angeles hotel. The killing of both men signaled a new era of invincibility for the Sicilian mafia. Unfortunately, it would be short-lived. All thanks to a short pudgy former Maranzano soldier named Joseph ‘Joe Cago’ Valachi.

Joe Valachi grew up poor in East Harlem, New York. In his book he would talk about going to sleep “covered with paper bags” his childhood reminiscent of those seen in movies where children wear two shoes with only half a shoe lace on one foot. Joe never expected to make it out of his East Harlem slums. Due to having a form of dyslexia, he struggled to keep up with his peers and he would always end up fighting those kids that made fun of him. During his teenage years he joined the local gang which in time, catapulted him to the big leagues, the Cosa Nostra. Joe always maintained a sense of secrecy and was regarded a loner, hence his nickname ‘Cago’ for being cagey or careful.

When Vito Genovese called together the disastrous Appalachian meeting at Joe Barbara’s estate, Lucky Luciano was less than pleased. “That greedy fat pig just flushed thirty years of our thing down the toilet.” Surprisingly enough, Genovese’s bullheadedness would still continue to plague the modern-day Cosa Nostra. However, this time he would have supporting characters.

Valachi was not the smartest tool in the shed, so to no one’s surprise he wound up in prison right alongside Genovese. Months before, Valachi had turned down a niece of Genovese which by all accounts, is the same as turning down the boss himself. This simple act of disrespect would have dire consequences when Valachi eventually showed up in prison right alongside his boss. To boot, they would be housed in the same cell. Valachi quickly pleaded his case with Genovese asking for forgiveness, no harm intended, etc. Genovese was not buying what Valachi was selling that day and immediately ordered another soldier staying within the same facility to murder Joe.

Valachi quickly realized he was surrounded by his enemies. The same guys he pulled jobs with, murdered, and broke bread with. He was well aware of Genovese’s treachery and one day it became all too clear. On the handball court Genovese walked up to Valachi and kissed him on both cheeks telling him “everything would be alright”. Valachi immediately knew he had been given the ‘kiss of death’.

Joe Valachi awaiting his fate in prison

Joe Valachi awaiting his fate in prison

Knowing the life, Joe quickly asked for solitaire confinement. The request granted Joe would spend endless nights debating whether to stick it out or sing like a canary. Valachi not being too bright, elected to one day go out on the recreation yard. Prior to this outing, Valachi had avoided three previous attempts on his life. Walking the yard Valachi’s nerves was on pins and needles. In no time at all he spotted a potential hitman, Joe quickly picked up a piece of iron pipe and started to beat the supposed assassin eventually killing him. The inmate was not an assassin but just another guy veering too close to a borderline schizophrenic. And though the murdered victim was a fellow Mafioso Joe felt remorse for “hitting the wrong guy.”

Valachi was quickly escorted to the infirmary and then back to solitaire confinement. After finding out he had killed an innocent man, Valachi was devastated and cursed the life he had chosen. When a man enters a violent life he should only reasonably expect violence in return. It was this very violence that Valachi would come to use to settle mafia scores. Once he became a full-fledged mafia member, the violence subsided somewhat, and it was his every word that carried weight behind it if orders were not followed. And ironically enough, it would be his every word that would turn the Sicilian mafia’s world upside down. The date was Wednesday, June 13, 1962.

The term ‘Cosa Nostra’ is invariably used by mafia reporters to describe the secretive society that originated in Sicily. However, prior to 1962 nobody had ever heard the term much less used it. Not even during Appalachian was the term used. In describing it, Joseph Valachi described a full-fledged working government that rivaled those of small countries. When Sammy Gravano elected to turn on John Gotti he explicitly advised his FBI handlers he wanted to “switch governments.”

Joseph Valachi Testifying Before a Senate Sub-Committee

Joseph Valachi Testifying Before a Senate Sub-Committee

The magnitude of Valachi’s testimony at that point in time was so devastating that soon thereafter many wiseguys went missing and hiding. Since its beginnings the mafia structure was such where, unless you had numerous business dealings with different families, nobody would even know you were a member unless you were introduced as such. Hence the term ‘this is a friend of mine’ or ‘this is a friend of ours.’ This type of structure allowed for anonymity therefore providing a sort of cloak to made guys in case guys decided to turn state’s evidence such as the case with Valachi. So in a way, the gig was up with Valachi pointing out as many guys as he knew. Many he could identify by their full name most he identified by their nickname. A good example of this was a very good friend of his that he only knew as ‘Buster from Chicago’. Interesting enough he participated in a number of hits with Buster although just knowing him by his nickname. Mafia historians point to this mysterious gunman as Valachi describing his own self, but that’s a subject for another day.

Once American’s woke up to the realization that the mafia was so powerful, so far-reaching, and was indeed operating virtually unchecked, many took to protesting and demanding the FBI investigate the entire matter starting with the family bosses. While the Appalachian debacle may have sparked Estes Kefauver to initiate inquiries into these mysterious mob figures, Valachi was the foundation they needed to seriously go after everyone and anyone involved with the mafia, enter John F. Kennedy and his brother attorney general Robert Kennedy.

Federal Bureau of Investigation

Federal Bureau of Investigation

All through the 1960′s up until the passing of the R.I.C.O. Act of 1970 which in effect allowed law enforcement who up until that point had limited prosecuting capabilities, to prosecute Mafioso’s based on its heavy-handed predicate acts. Heavy handed for gangsters but not for the average citizen who would rather obey the law than break it. Nevertheless, Robert Kennedy went after the mob the way Benny Siegel went after broads, with a vengeance. Mobsters from Mickey Cohen to Frank Costello to Meyer Lansky were all affected and put under surveillance for criminal activity. Then it happened. Robert Kennedy was assassinated by Sirhan Sirhan and the embattled mafia could now breathe a sigh of relief.

While the passing of RICO was a painful blow to the mafia, it wouldn’t be until the early 1980′s that prosecutor’s would start to use them on wiseguys in an all-out effort to bring down the main mafia families. In the meantime, the 1970′s would prove to be a time of relative peace, instability, and a betrayal that would rock the very core of many families and help bring about one of the most powerful mafia families America had ever seen.

To be continued………………

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part IV

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

The California restaurant in Naples served up some good traditional Neapolitan food just like any good nonna Napolitana would serve at home. “Can you autograph this for me Mr. Luciano?”

Every afternoon, Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano could be found, with his back against the wall, face towards the entrance, talking, signing, and taking pictures with American tourists. It didn’t bother him when people would randomly ask if he was Charlie Lucky. In fact, it was the only place in Sicily that made him feel like he was back in New York.

Just another day for Charlie Lucky Luciano

Just another day for Charlie Lucky Luciano

Charlie would often complain to his dining companions about the California. “The only reason they dim the lights in here is so people don’t see how dirty it really is.”

It was early 1958 almost a year after Appalachian and Lucky was still steaming about Vito Genovese’s power play in New York. Many thoughts crossed his mind, revenge, murder, torture, and contempt. He just could not fathom how someone would openly challenge his authority. So he waited and plotted. Knowing that at some point in time he would have to take care of his old acquaintance or he would be the one taken care of. Then it happened.

Every morning prior to leaving his home Lucky would always have a local mechanic check his car to make sure it wasn’t tampered with. As Charlie, a bodyguard, and the mechanic, leaned in to view the motor, something caught Lucky’s attention and reacting instinctively he quickly turned around just in time to duck and avoid being hit by a metal pipe. Behind the metal pipe was a ferocious looking thug who was getting ready to take another swing.

Seeing Lucky duck, his bodyguard quickly tackled the would-be assailant to the ground. Unfortunately, there were two assailants and the second one was rounding the garage corner. Running by the frozen mechanic, knocking him unconscious, he raced to stab Lucky. Seeing the second hit-man heading for Lucky, the bodyguard managed to tackle him as well and wrestle a knife away from him. As Lucky’s bodyguard subdued the would-be assassin, Lucky went to work on the second now very dazed assailant.

Both hit-men were asked to not use pistols as this would cause too much noise and quickly draw the attention of nearby residents. By this time, as the weary mechanic made it to his knees, he saw both Lucky and his bodyguard tying up both would be assassins and continuing to beat them all the while asking who they worked for. Lucky would later complain. “Those sons of bitches put a real good dent in my car.”

After a few days of friendly chat sessions, both thugs gave up their master’s name, Trigger Mike Coppola. Lucky suspected it would be someone working for Genovese. Trigger Mike might have had aspirations but he was not suicidal, and Lucky figured he would have never tried this on his own, which could only lead to his old nemesis Genovese.

Genovese Capo Trigger Mike Coppola

Trigger Mike Coppola

Lucky and his bodyguards drove both hit-men to the airport and quickly put them on a plane back to New York. Soon after arriving, both men disappeared and were never heard from again. If anything, Genovese never took bad news well. It would now be Lucky’s time to act against the greedy pig Genovese. Considering his love for narcotics, rumor has it he supplied heroin to U.S. soldiers while on the lam in Italy, Genovese’s fall would come quickly and from an unexpected source.

Nelson ‘Melon’ Cantellops was a small time drug dealer based out of Harlem, New York. Early on in his career he worked for Sam ‘Mooney’ Giancana out of Chicago, and as an emissary and bagman for Meyer Lansky. So it came as no surprise that he would be called on once again by the mafia heavyweights. In 1958, serving a five-year prison sentence for drug dealing in Sing Sing Prison, Cantellops was approached by a very cordial and amiable mafia soldier with a proposition.

Both the mob and Cantellops knew the implications of lying to federal authorities, but that wasn’t what worried him. It was his very life that would be put in danger. He would have to live the rest of his life in fear of retaliation by Genovese’s gunmen. The figure thrown in front of Cantellops, two-hundred and fifty-thousand, was enough to set those fears aside and he quickly signed on. The trap was set.

Cantellops would sing to the Federal Bureau of Narcotics, now known as the DEA, that Don Vitone was heavily into the drug trade and was about to oversee a major drug transaction. Asides from the money, Cantellops would also be provided with legal help to assure his release once he helped the FBN. Lucky always knew Genovese was a greedy little conniving pig and this set up would confirm it.

Carlo Gambino was chosen to set up his ex-benefactor as Genovese would never suspect it. In the end, Cantellops testified to a Grand Jury how he personally witnessed a meeting where Genovese made it clear to everyone of his intention to take over the drug trade in the Bronx. Soon thereafter, Genovese and many subordinates were rounded up, convicted, and sent to prison. Lucky’s revenge was complete and Genovese would never make it out of prison alive, he would die in the federal prison hospital in Springfield, Missouri in 1969. Nelson Cantellops left prison and disappeared, randomly showing up in different U.S. cities but never for more than a day at a time. In 1965, Cantellops was slain in a bar room brawl having never fully enjoyed his freedom or his payoff money.

Lucky, while still considered the mob’s capo di tutti capi, having never officially relinquished the title, was becoming more and more withdrawn after receiving word that his trusted friend and lieutenant Meyer Lansky, was wheeling and dealing, opening up new ventures in the Bahamas yet never sending Lucky his piece of the pie. Instead, Lucky would be railroaded by Lansky, continually being told that federal authorities were bringing in too much heat and many members were being sent underground. “We’ve had to tighten our belts.” This would be the atypical response Lucky would get from Lansky letter after letter, call after call.

Charlie 'Lucky' Luciano at home in Naples, Italy

Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano at home in Naples, Italy

Feeling slighted and cheated by his former associates, Lucky went to work for himself. He quickly cornered the illegal drug market in Europe, the Middle-East, and part of Asia, to become the undisputed drug kingpin. While on his quest to cut-off the drug supply to the U.S., which would in effect, make his former associates come to him, Lucky would receive daily threats and poisoned laced letters. He didn’t care too much for the threats until his heart began to give out. It wasn’t until he was admitted to a Naples hospital for severe chest pain, that he reconsidered his career path.

Many historians attribute New York’s Pizza Connection Heroin mafia trial to Lucky. While others point out he lived the rest of his days peacefully in Naples under the ever watchful eye of the Carabinieri. Be as it may, Lucky knew his days were numbered. So he set out to do something completely unprecedented, at least for a Boss, the writing of his memoirs. Having old contacts in Hollywood, Lucky was soon contacted by renowned film producer Martin A. Gosch. After sizing each other up, both men agreed on a book and film but with one stipulation. The publishing date needed to be at least ten years after Lucky’s death. Lucky still had many dear friends he did not want to harm. Guys that were still in the life, loyal and trusted soldiers like Tommy ‘Three Finger Brown’ Lucchese, Frank ‘Prime Minister’ Costello, and Carlo ‘Don Carlo’ Gambino.

Soon after finishing his book, Lucky felt obligated to warn his associates of its existence and publishing. Lucky mailed a copy to Lansky and asked for a vote to have it published as stipulated. Word soon came back that publishing the book would be unhealthy to Luciano’s life. The threat, albeit a thin one, was taken very hard by Lucky and he was quickly back at the hospital suffering from chest pains. Lucky knew he would soon be dead, but still yet, he felt the mafia denial was an affront to his very being.

Looking to stick around a little while longer, Lucky gave up publishing his book, instead, he secretly advised Gosch to publish the book anyway but as previously instructed. Lucky also signed off on film rights if Gosch decided to make a movie out of the book. Gosch, realizing the state of his friend and book collaborator, decided to fly out to Naples to meet with Lucky.

It was a brisk Friday evening in January 1962. Gosch’s plane had already landed and Lucky met Gosch on the tarmac. Both men shook hands and exchanged pleasantries inquiring about each other’s health. As the men walked back to the terminal, Luciano instinctively reached for Gosch’s arm as he felt the excruciating chest pain which could only be a heart attack. As Gosch struggled to keep Lucky’s body upright, Luciano was struggling to breathe and he quickly slipped through Gosch’s hands onto the ground, paralyzed from the radiating pain. As Gosch fumbled to find Lucky’s nitroglycerin pills, people started to gather around Luciano’s lifeless body. It was too late. Within a few minutes of the heart attack, Salvatore ‘Charlie Lucky’ Luciano was dead. He was 64 years old.

Charlie 'Lucky' Luciano dead at a Naples, Italy airport c.1962

Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano dead at a Naples, Italy airport c.1962

The news quickly spread around Italy and the world, the Godfather of the mafia was dead from a heart attack. Lucky always knew he would wind up on a “cement slab”, as he would tell his cohorts early on in his career. He was right. Lucky led a life of crime but also one of pain, celebrity, violence, and instability. The funeral that followed would rival those of presidents and heads of state. Lucky was revered in death as much as he was when he was alive. Most historians credit him as the man who brought the Sicilian Mafia to America. And in a sense, he did, but it was a business model that would etch his name into the history books.

Lucky was a gangster and a Mafioso through and through there’s no denying that. However, he was also a decent human being. While I don’t defend nor condone his chosen career, an explanation is merited at this point.

There were hundreds of occasions where Lucky would receive people in his Naples apartment, the California, and his business offices and render aid in the form of money and favors to poor and financially strapped families. In the mafia Lucky dealt with people of an animalistic nature. People who you’d never want to meet under any circumstances. It takes a special kind of person to kill another human being. A simple stare from these types can evoke fear even in the toughest of men. But it was precisely this type of person that Lucky also had an impact on.

At Charlie’s funeral there was a man, to the casual observer an obvious American, who stood and quietly wept next to the coffin. As the man wiped clear his eye glasses, the man standing next to him, in a barely audible broken english voice questioned him. “Did you know Mr. Charlie Lucky?” The American man explained that he did indeed know Lucky. It was the next sentence that would stun the man asking questions. “I was sent from the U.S. to kill this man, but how could I kill a man who gave me a roof, and helped me when I needed it most?” At that point, the man quickly agreed and rejoined his group, leaving the grieving American man mourn. Soon thereafter, this American gangster went back to the U.S. and left the life.

In the beginning, Lucky knew he would eventually ascend the ladder of mafia success. He also knew the pitfalls and the shortcomings of being the boss of bosses. Lucky lived the life, and died not at the hands of another Mafioso, but at the hands of father time.

This next quote illustrates how Lucky foresaw himself and how he planned for the Sicilian Mafia to make it in America:

“They come from opposite sides of Sicily [Mustache Petes], and both of ‘em [Masseria and Maranzano] brought the whole idea of vendetta with ‘em to the States. I never seen nothing like it. It was like in the hills of Kentucky when two families are fightin’and knockin’ each other off for some fucked-up reason that maybe goes back a hundred years and nobody ever remembers why no more.

All of us younger guys hated the old mustaches and what they was doin’. We was tryin’to build a business that would last, to move with the times, and they was still livin’ a hundred years ago. We knew the old guys and their ideas hadda go, we was just markin’ time. The way we looked at it was that getting rid of a Masseria or a Maranzano was no different from some bank tearin’ down an old building so they could put up a new one. For us, rubbin’out a Mustache was just like makin’ way for a new building, like we was in the construction business.”

To be continued……………..

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America Part III

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

You could smell the aroma a mile away, the unmistakable smell of freshly baked bread. It was 1937 in Paris, France. Florence ‘Cokey’ Newman, a recent arrival, had just arrived at a small cafe seeking a quiet corner table where she could sit and relax. Cokey usually preferred a table that would give her a clear view of the front door of the business. As she fumbled for a cigarette, a well-dressed man entered the small cafe. The man, clearly an American, quickly headed towards Cokey’s table and sat down.

Florence 'Cokey' Newman

Florence ‘Cokey’ Newman

Lighting her cigarette, Cokey snapped, “Who are you”? The man quickly produced a business card and handed it to her. Taking the card, Cokey glanced at it and quickly put it down on the small round table. “I don’t have anything to say to you.” The man gave her a broad smile and said, “I understand how you feel Ms. Newman, however, right outside this cafe there’s a car with a bag inside it. The bag contains seventy-five thousand dollars that belong to you. All I ask is that you recant your testimony, and say you were threatened by Dewey’s staff with prison time if you did not cooperate with their investigation.”

Picking up the business card carefully studying it Cokey said, “If I choose to recant my testimony, can I return to America as well?” At that, the two stood up, shook hands, and left together. Inside the car there was a bag, but not with seventy-five thousand as promised, but with a mere ten-thousand. The ruse had worked, and Cokey, living Paris for less than three months, was exasperated and tired of the foreign language and boring daily routine. Cokey and her new male companion quickly boarded a plane and were in New York City that night.

As the gate slammed shut behind him, Luciano attorney Moses Polakoff, was in Lucky’s prison cell giving him the good news. For the first time in years, Lucky’s face lit up with excitement, “good, now I can go home”. Charlie quickly pictured himself back at the Waldorf-Astoria sleeping in his own luxurious bed dispensing orders to his underlings.

New York Waldorf Astoria Hotel

New York Waldorf Astoria Hotel

Back in New York City, Costello, Anastasia, Lansky, and the rest of the syndicate members rejoiced at possibly having Lucky back. Unfortunately, the joy would be short-lived. After consulting with Dewey and his staff, it was left up to Polakoff to deliver the bad good news to Lucky. “What about the other broads? Go back and tell him that I want out in New York!” As much as Luciano wanted to go back to his luxurious digs in New York, Dewey would only release Luciano if he returned to his home country of Sicily. Far away from his New York haunts, where he would undoubtedly continue to give Dewey problems.

There are many mafia historians that cite Lucky’s release as a reward for helping the U.S. Navy protect the New York docks. While as heroic as this might sound, the fact is, to this day, the U.S. government will not release any documents pertaining to Luciano’s help in the war efforts. The truth of the matter could be that he didn’t help at all, and was instead prepared to expose New York City’s corrupt and criminal-friendly public servants. Whatever the case may be, in 1946 Lucky accepted his freedom and was hurriedly put on the Laura Keene with a one-way ticket to Lercara Friddi, Sicily, Luciano’s native home.

Charlie Lucky was welcomed home like a war soldier is treated when returning home from the battlefield. There was music, food, and many of Lucky’s relatives waiting with open arms. After a few days of festivities, Lucky checked in with Lansky to check on his business affairs. After discussing his trip and the friendly welcome, Lucky received some news that was not so pleasant. Benny Siegel’s desert vision was turning into a cash cow with no end in sight. Luciano was upset but his anger quickly turned to wrath when Lansky informed him of Virginia Hill’s handling of syndicate money. Meyer was instructed to fly out to Las Vegas and speak with his boyhood chum in order to get an exact accounting of the monies.

Siegel was a nervous wreck, constantly yelling at the construction workers who he deemed, were too slow. In truth, it wasn’t the workers that bothered Siegel; it was the overages that continued to amass. The overages far exceeded the figures he previously provided his partners which included Luciano and Lansky. As the wind howled and sand covered his eyes, Lansky made his way to the Flamingo and spoke with Siegel. While Lansky understood Siegel’s position, Siegel needed to understand that not all syndicate members were as patient and forgiving as him. Confident he had made his point, Lansky left Las Vegas and headed back to New York.

Benjamin "Benny or Bugsy" Siegel envisioned a grand city in Las Vegas which also included the Flamingo

Benjamin ” Bugsy” Siegel

After a few months of cruising around Sicily, Luciano, looking to keep his status of Boss, quickly boarded a ship and headed to Havana, Cuba. In Havana, Lansky had already made many inroads with the Batista government which was quickly persuaded by money to allow casino operations on the island. Luciano set up shop at the Hotel Nacional in Havana where he would receive many syndicate members to discuss business affairs.

In the spring of 1947, Luciano convened a meeting of all syndicate board members. The only board member who was not present was Siegel. As Lansky would later say, “nobody would decree a sentence in front of a guy especially if it meant death.” Lucky had heard enough and was asking for a vote to hit Siegel however, taking into consideration Lansky’s relationship with Siegel, asked him, “Meyer how would you like to handle it?”

At this juncture in the story, historians have debated on whether Lansky stood up for Siegel or also voted to hit him. It is important to note that Siegel, although a powerful Boss in his own right and a syndicate board member, was not to be taken lightly. And therefore, historians argue it would take months before the syndicate could finally take care of Benny. Legend has it that upon hearing his fate, Siegel flew to Havana to confront Luciano, with the heated meeting ending with Siegel yelling at Luciano to “go fuck himself and anyone else with him.” Other stories have Siegel pleading with Lansky to intervene on his behalf.

The day before Siegel got hit Mickey Cohen, who personally worked with Benny and was his right-hand man once said, “Benny came over the house and asked that we talk out back. I asked him what was on his mind and he asked ‘if I had any armament’ which of course I did. He then asked, ‘who was good at it’ meaning gun handling and I told him that Hooky [Rothman] was in town at which he said ‘good, have him call me in the morning; I want to meet with him’. It was the following day that I learned he had been killed. If I had known, I would have hung around him a little more myself.”

Mickey Cohen

Mickey Cohen

Whether Cohen knew what was afoot will never be known. The fact is Siegel was killed on Friday, June 20, 1947 while he read the Los Angeles Times newspaper in Virginia Hill’s rented mansion on North Linden Drive in Beverly Hills. Lansky later recalled for author Uri Dan that, “if it were in my power to see Benny alive, he would live as long as Methuselah.” No doubt, Siegel’s desert vision eventually cost him his life.

After the Siegel killing, for Luciano and Lansky business continued as usual. Once again dismissing Lansky advice to lay low in Havana, Lucky once again caught the attention of U.S. authorities. A bevy of letters, telegraphs, and telefaxes followed between U.S. and Cuban authorities. Lansky having virtually bought off the entire Batista government, managed to keep Luciano in Cuba a little while longer. It wasn’t until President Harry Truman got involved threatening to cut off future medicinal shipments to the island that Luciano was finally expelled back to Sicily in late 1947.

Back in Sicily, and with plenty of time and resources, Luciano established a narcotic empire that would rival those of modern-day Mexico and Colombia. In an effort to disguise his illicit activities, Luciano also invested in different legitimate businesses with a few actually becoming substantially profitable. While the legal businesses flourished, so did his illicit ones. Luciano’s drug operations netted him and his partners millions. However, it wasn’t long before a greedy and ambitious syndicate partner became disenchanted with current syndicate operations.

It was 1956 and after several legal battles, Joseph ‘Joey A’ Adonis was forced to return to Sicily by immigration authorities. Apparently, Adonis had illegally entered the country and in order to fool authorities he changed his name from Doto to Adonis, thereby ensuring his stay in the U.S. Joey A always maintained a close relationship with Lucky, and although sometimes they would have small disagreements, they were both cognizant of the need to continually make money.

During Luciano’s time in Sicily, Vito Genovese moved cautiously. Genovese began to secretly build support with like-minded syndicate members. Genovese was making plans for the day where he would attempt to dethrone Luciano as Chairman of the Syndicate Board. While Genovese was careful to only approach members who he deemed weak and ambitious, he failed to realize the loyalty and respect most if not all members had for Lucky Luciano. It wasn’t long before Luciano heard what Don Vitone was up to in the States.

Vito 'Don Vitone' Genovese

Vito ‘Don Vitone’ Genovese

Legend has it that Genovese was summoned by Luciano to Sicily and upon arriving; Genovese was given a beating by Luciano and Anastasia personally. While this scenario does seem plausible, it would seem hard to believe considering the syndicate’s strict rule of not raising a hand against another member. Another tale is Luciano sending Genovese a letter containing a stern warning and potential consequences if ignored. In the end, Genovese would go ahead as planned and challenge Luciano’s reign.

Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano was, in gangster parlance, a smart, cunning, and sharp guy, hence the reason for his quick rise to the top of the American underworld. Lucky, upon hearing that Genovese was up to his old tricks again, immediately dispatched letters and couriers to Albert Anastasia warning him of the impending Genovese plot. The Executioner, as Anastasia was called either completely ignored Lucky’s letters or felt he could take on Genovese and anything he had to offer. As Lucky waited for Anastasia’s confirmation, Genovese made his first move.

On Thursday, May 2, 1957, as Frank Costello stepped into his apartment building on Central Park West in Manhattan, a hulk of a man, later identified as Vincent ‘Chin’ Gigante, stepped out of his parked black Cadillac pistol in hand. As Costello headed toward the elevator doors, a voice said, “This is for you, Frank”, and the gunman fired one bullet into the back of Costello’s head. As fate would have it, upon hearing the gunman’s voice, Costello instinctively turned his head, at which point the bullet managed to only graze his head. The gunman quickly lumbered away and sped off into the night.

‘The Prime Minister’ of the underworld as Frank Costello was called, always felt that the best resolution to a problem was mediation and not violence. Being a man of honor, Costello refused to identify his assailant when questioned by police. However, Gigante was soon arrested and charged with attempted murder. Costello felt that this was a war he did not want to fight, and therefore, he relinquished his position as head of the Luciano crime family and handed over control to Genovese.

Frank 'Prime Minister' Costello

Frank ‘Prime Minister’ Costello

Soon after being appointed boss, Genovese demanded a meeting of all the family leaders in order to clear up any misunderstandings. In truth, Genovese wanted to see who would be willing to challenge him for supremacy of the New York underworld. Back in Sicily, Luciano heard the reports on Costello’s assassination attempt. A furious Luciano wanted Genovese hit right away. Meeting with Lansky, Lucky was advised to wait until things cooled down.

Luciano relented but advised Lansky and those leaders loyal to him to not attend Genovese’s meeting. As fate would have it, Genovese decided to have his meeting at Joe Barbara’s estate in Appalachian, New York. Lansky, with Luciano’s blessing, made sure the meeting was brief. Sure enough, police quickly descended on the estate and rounded up hundreds of members. Although police did manage to break-up the meeting, Genovese did announce he was now the boss of bosses. A title that Lucky himself refused to acknowledge although by default he was.

After Appalachian, members felt a little more at ease. Everyone now knew what many suspected all along. Vito Genovese was now boss of the most powerful syndicate family in the country. On the surface, Anastasia acknowledged Genovese’s new position however; Genovese knew all too well that, given the opportunity, Anastasia would end his criminal career permanently. Genovese was taking no chances and therefore, ordered the death of Anastasia.

On Friday, October 25, 1957, as was customary, Albert Anastasia entered the barbershop of the Park Sheraton Hotel, sat down and said, “Haircut”. While Anastasia’s bodyguard looked the other way, two men with scarves covering their faces entered the shop, positioned themselves directly behind Anastasia’s chair and opened fire. At hearing the gunshots, Anastasia having a towel over his face, jumped to his feet attempting to lunge at the shooters but instead lunged at their reflection in the mirror. Within seconds, Anastasia would fall in the volley of gunfire.

Albert 'Executioner' Anastasia

Albert ‘Executioner’ Anastasia

Once news of Anastasia’s slaying reached Sicily, Luciano would be taken by police to their headquarters and questioned at length in order to determine any involvement he might have had. Luciano admitted to being a friend of Anastasia but nothing else beyond that. This would be the way Luciano would come to find out his dear friend was murdered. After the intensive interrogation, Luciano was released but asked to remain close in case investigators required further information. Luciano agreed and went home. Heading home, Luciano had no doubt as to who was behind the hit. What he couldn’t figure out was how Anastasia could be cornered much less killed. He smelled a rat, and he was right.

Meyer Lansky was soon in Sicily explaining to Lucky how Anastasia had approached Carlo Gambino in an attempt to kill Genovese. At the time, Gambino was Anastasia’s underboss. And instead of killing Genovese, Don Carlo figured it more lucrative to kill Anastasia and temporarily side with Genovese. Once the deed was done, Gambino would count on Genovese’s support to name him boss of the Anastasia family.

After Gambino’s double and triple crossing, he was soon crossing the Atlantic en-route to Sicily to make amends with Luciano. Lucky initially balked at Gambino’s truce offering, pointing out that betrayal was unacceptable. However, in the end, Gambino gave up a substantial portion of his income to Lucky in exchange for his friendship and trust. In accepting Gambino’s apology, Lucky made it clear to him that “the day hadn’t come yet where Genovese could take him in any kind of fight. And if Genovese wanted to start a war with him, he would let him feel what it’s like to have an atomic bomb dropped on him.”

To be continued………….

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America – Part II

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

Rare photo of Charlie Lucky Luciano

(right) Salvatore “Charlie Lucky” Luciano

Not long after dispatching his former bosses, Charlie Lucky called a meeting of all syndicate leaders in order to reassure everyone the war was over and business would continue as usual. While most leaders agreed, Joseph Bonanno did not seem too pleased with Lucianos’ killing of his boss, not to mention fellow compatriot.

Bonanno could not understand why Luciano viewed it necessary to kill Maranzano when a sit-down could have alleviated tension between the two. Besides being naive, Bonanno was blinded by his loyalty to Maranzano. Bonanno viewed Luciano’s power grab as disconcerting and, in their world, dishonorable. Although he accepted Luciano’s explanation and different point of view, Bonanno would never come to trust Lucky. And when the time came, Bonanno would try something unprecedented in the history of the American mafia.

During the meeting, Luciano disclosed his close business alliances with Lucchese and Jewish gangsters such as Lepke, Shapiro, Siegel, Schultz, and Lansky. Upon hearing that Jews would be joining their ranks, a very frustrated and angry Vito Genovese jumped to the floor and said “what are you trying to do, load us with a bunch of hebes!”

Before Siegel could say anything, a diplomatic Frank Costello interrupted Genovese to remind him “that he was nothing but a fucking foreigner himself”. Genovese quickly backed down but Costello’s insult had been made, an insult that would eventually come back to haunt Costello in the latter part of his life.

Frank 'Prime Minister' Costello before the Senate Crime Committee investigating organized crime in the U.S. c.1951

Frank ‘Prime Minister’ Costello c.1951

On the same day that Maranzano met his end, many media outlets reported Luciano also set in motion a killing of the remaining mustache Pete’s. Many newspapers and columnists refer to this incident as the “night of the Sicilian Vespers”. However, in reality, Charlie Lucky laughs at the baseless notion that he needed to rid himself of these old style Sicilian Dons.

Every time some reporter would bring it up to him he would smirk and say “every time I get asked you guys continue adding people to the list”. The only true victim that night was Gerardo Scarpato owner of the Nuova Villa restaurant Scarpato’s where Masseria was hit a few months earlier. Interestingly enough, Scarpato requested his fingerprints be taken in order to “identify his body just in case he was killed”. How right he was.

Immediately after taking the reins of the New York underworld, Charlie Lucky got down to the nitty-gritty business of making money. His first order of business was to create an enforcement arm which would be used to carry out contract killings, Murder Inc. was born. Many organized crime historians will deny to this day that such a syndicate even existed, much less operated. However, when Abe “Kid Twist” Reles cut a deal with the Feds, he began to sing like a parrot. Reles began to rat out anyone and everyone that would enable his handlers to set him free. Kid Twist confirmed what investigators had long suspected. The existence of an actual murder-for-hire agency called Murder Incorporated.

The list of Murder Inc.’s famed employees’ range from “Pittsburg Phil” Strauss to Allie “Tick-Tock” Tannebaum to the devious Abe “Kid Twist” Reles himself. The Kid was very proud to disclose how he came to acquire his nickname. In very graphic detail, he recounted how he killed his victims using a cord. Reles would wrap it around the neck of his victims until they defecated, a clear sign of death. Murder Inc.’s reign of terror lasted well until the late 50s and possibly early 60s. Considering the immense power the mafia yielded during Reles’ singing days, Luciano and his associates quickly paid off a few high-ranking police officers and had them throw Kid Twist out of the 10th floor window from his Half Moon hotel room. Clearly this parrot would not fly nor sing anymore.

Abe "Kid Twist" Reles on roof of adjoining hotel to the Half Moon Hotel in Coney Island c.1941

Abe “Kid Twist” Reles c.1941

After Kid Twist took a dive from his hotel room, everyone including Luciano breathed easier. Business continued as usual. After establishing his dominance, Lucky moved into a plush apartment at the Waldorf-Astoria and quickly began associating himself with New York celebrities and Broadway showgirls.

After a few years of relative peace and stability, things began to deteriorate as the U.S. continued to recuperate from the great depression. Many families were literally starving to death. And while Luciano was charitable to those in need, guys in his Family would be looking to profit from the desperation of people. Guys like Arthur Flegenheimer also known as Dutch Schultz. It was Schultz that first saw the huge potential with the numbers racket in Harlem.

Considering the dire state of most homes and families, people quickly flocked to placing bets on numbers wagering pennies. Families could quickly feed themselves for months at a time by simply guessing one set of numbers correctly. In effect, this was an early form of the lottery, which many states have today.

At the time, there were various independent lottery operators who did not like the idea of Schultz bulldozing his way into their domain. Dutch quickly met resistance with guys like Jack “Legs” Diamond, Madam Queenie, and William “Willie” Brunder. Dutch would also find resistance among his own group. One example was Vincent “Mad Dog” Coll who, believing he was being shorted by Schultz, quickly announced a partnership at which Dutch said no.

Jack "Legs" Diamond

Jack “Legs” Diamond

War was inevitable as was the attention that came with it. Dutch continued fighting everyone who did not relinquish their power and joined him. Many people, mostly Dutch’s enemies, would die in gun battles all over Harlem. As bodies began to stack up in the county morgue, Luciano decided it was time to stop the bloodshed. To get attention was one thing, to get bad attention was simply bad for business. Luciano and his associates recognized this so they started to advise Dutch to tone down the violence or end the war altogether. Many times Luciano advised him to take a different approach to end the hostilities. Dutch would go on to ignore the advice of Luciano and by extension, that of the syndicate board.

One thing to remember here is that Dutch Schultz was a Boss in his own right. Schultz felt that Lucky telling him how to run his business was, in a sense, showing disrespect to his independence. Therefore, Dutch continued the killings, beatings, and stabbings. It wasn’t long before, what Lucky knew would happen, happened. Dutch drew the attention of law enforcement. And although Dutch had many connections, he could not avoid being indicted. As fate would have it, Dutch managed to move his trial to another town. A town where he wooed many residents into believing he was a law-abiding citizen.

As Dutch Schultz was fighting for his freedom, Luciano and his associates truly believed the Dutchman would be found guilty. So much so, that in their haste to cut up Dutch’s policy empire, they assigned a substantial part of Schultz empire to one of his lieutenants, Abraham “Bo” Weinberg. To everyone’s dismay, Dutch beat the rap and was quickly back at his headquarters where, upon arriving, smelled betrayal. Not long after his arrival, Dutch went to see Luciano. Charlie explained that nobody believed he would beat the charges and therefore he felt obligated to split his empire among the syndicate members.

Abraham "Bo" Weinberg

Abraham “Bo” Weinberg

On the surface Schultz thanked Luciano for taking care of his interests however, he quickly learned that his empire, at least most of it, now belonged to Weinberg. Dutch waited, and within a month of arriving he murdered Weinberg with his own hands. Soon thereafter, he sent an emissary to Luciano demanding all of his business interests be returned or else face an all-out war. While Schultz had a formidable army of soldiers, Lucky, in combination with other syndicate members, had thousands of soldiers available. Lucky took no chances and quickly sent one of his torpedoes Charlie “Bug” Workman to kill the Dutchman. Schultz would be killed in a hail of gunfire on October 24, 1935 while he dined at the Palace Chophouse in Newark, New Jersey.

Luciano although the biggest gangster in the U.S., refused to go underground and remain low-key. Instead, Luciano sought the limelight disregarding Meyer Lansky’s advice to shed his public image. When Lucky’s nightlife rounds were over, he would wind down at Dave’s Blue Room. And as the sun came up, he would head back to the Waldorf, have breakfast and not wake until early afternoon.

After a few years of putting on the dog, it finally happened. Charlie was targeted by an ambitious young litigator named Thomas Dewey. They say that district attorneys can be dangerous to Mafioso’s. However, young district attorney’s seeking to make a name for themselves are even deadlier. And that’s exactly what Dewey was, young and tenacious. Charlie Lucky would quickly become unlucky and arrested while hiding out in Hot Springs, Arkansas under the protection of close associate Owney “killer” Madden.

Manhattan District Attorney and Luciano Prosecutor Thomas Dewey

Thomas Dewey

Luciano was quickly arrested by state police troopers and brought back to Manhattan to face charges. With his bail set, which at the time was an egregious amount, at $350,000, he quickly paid it and was back at his apartment consulting and mapping out his defense. By deference, most gang leaders were present including Siegel, Lansky, Genovese, Costello, Anastasia, Adonis, and Moretti.

The consensus among the attendees’ was that Lucky fight the charges using all available syndicate resources. This meant a lot of money. Therefore, at the suggestion of Lansky, a defense fund was set-up. All members would contribute a set amount every month until the trial was over. This would be in addition to any monies already being paid as tribute to the Boss.

Upon hearing the suggestion of additional money, Anastasia, who by this time had garnered a reputation for executing anyone, anywhere for the slightest infraction, quickly suggested Dewey be hit. Surprisingly, almost everyone agreed, even a reluctant Lansky. Everyone agreed except Luciano, who deemed a hit on a public servant as too risky and potentially disastrous. Although Luciano did command respect, Anastasia besides being an associate of Lucky, was also a close friend. And taking Luciano aside, he insisted the hit on Dewey would be the only way out. Anastasia went so far as volunteer to kill Dewey himself. Luciano was steadfast and would not change his mind. In the end, Anastasia promised Lucky he would regret not ever hitting Dewey.

Albert Anastasia appearing before the NY State Crime Commission circa 1940s

Albert “Mad Hatter” Anastasia

As luck would have it (no pun intended), Luciano would eventually be convicted of the charges, receiving a maximum of 30 to 50 years. At the time, considered to be one of the country’s harshest prison sentences for prostitution pimping. He was immediately remanded to Dannemora state prison in upstate New York where he would remain for the next 9 years, ultimately being released in 1946, forever being banned from setting foot on American soil.

While in prison, Lucky’s empire would be threatened by an ambitious leader who viewed Luciano as weak and incapable of continuing on as Boss behind prison bars. Luciano, for the most part, always distrusted this person he considered a slithering snake. A scheming conniving person that would lurk behind closed doors, plotting his next move, building momentum and support in order to finally depose Luciano. Vito “Don Vitone” Genovese was that person. Vito had patiently waited to make his move. Genovese would set in motion an internal power struggle that would test the loyalty of many syndicate members.

To be continued………….

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The Sicilian Mafia Makes it in America

~ By Editor @ MobbedUp.com

Vito Don Vito Cascioferro former Sicilian Boss of Bosses

Vito Don Vito Cascioferro former Sicilian Boss of Bosses

‘Go to America and continue our tradition.’ These very words could have well been spoken into the ears of a young and cunning Salvatore “Little Caesar” Maranzano. The one speaking those words would be none other than Vito “Don Vito” Cascioferro. A tall and much respected Mafiosi born in Palermo, Sicily in 1862. Unfortunately, this scene did not happen. Instead, Don Vito himself immigrated to America in late 1901 with the ambitious goal to continue the Blackhand tradition he practiced in his homeland. This brutal yet lucrative practice included extortion, racketeering, and murder.

Soon after arriving in America he was taken in by his sister Francesca and his brother-in-law Salvatore Armato. It didn’t take long for Vito to find himself among the city’s toughest Mafiosi such as Giuseppe “the Clutching Hand” Morello who would later go on to build his own crime family known as the Morello Family. After several high-profile arrests Don Vito decided to head back home to Sicily of which he did in 1903. Soon thereafter with Mussolini cracking down on the mafia, he was arrested and thrown in jail for the rest of his natural life.

Although Vito had chosen to go back home to Palermo, the roots had already been planted. Some would say deeply, others would say they were already there. Whatever the thinking may be, sometimes planting down roots can be a good thing. Other times you wish to kill them as quickly as they sprout up. The mafia was born not created. The oppressive regimes of Sicily spurred many peasants and poor farmers to action in an all-out effort to band together and form their distinct protective group otherwise known as mafia or clique. And it was out of this movement that Mafioso’s like Don Vito flourished. After the favors and protection was no longer needed, most Mafioso’s could not see themselves relinquishing their power and going back to back-breaking labor work. Therefore, many chose to go the same route Julius Caesar went and the rest is history.

Young Turks

The story of how the young Turks formed is truly no mystery at all. They were called ‘Young Turks’ due to their youth and ferocity in getting things done for the older mustache Pete’s. When the time was right they would pull their muscle and resources together and in all-out to overthrow the much older and out of touch mustache Pete’s.

In the early 20th century there were 5 main Crime Families based in New York. If you’re thinking Gambino, Colombo, Lucchese, Bonanno, and Genovese, you’ll be about 70 years ahead of time. No, these five families were called the Morello gang from Sicily, the Navy Street gang from Naples, the Coney Island gang from Naples, the Cola Shiro gang from Sicily, and the ‘Toto’ D’Aquila gang from Sicily.

Giuseppe 'the Clutching Hand' Morello

Giuseppe ‘the Clutching Hand’ Morello

With Giuseppe Morello in prison a family struggle began as caporégimes argued, many with guns and knives in hand, as to who would be the Boss of the family. This struggle would eventually spill over into other families with many soldiers being hit due to their allegiance to certain groups. The out of control killings, kidnappings, and stabbings created two very ambitious caporégimes with complete domination in mind. Giuseppe ‘Boss of Bosses’ Masseria and Salvatore ‘Little Caesar’ Maranzano.

If Masseria was a mafia prince, Maranzano would be a king. To picture both of these leaders side by side would be to compare apples to oranges. Their physical characteristics were so different yet their mental makeup was so alike. Both leaders had the brutality of a Rottweiler devouring a rib eye steak. And while both could be considered smart only one had the foresight to think long-term and spot potential problems in their respective organizations.

The Castellammarese War

In 1930, Maranzano decided to eliminate Masseria and anyone who stood in his way. Maranzano wanted to kill Masseria and take over his bootlegging operations which at the time, were earning both men millions of dollars each year. In the midst of both families was a young Neapolitan born soldier who had made many friends in both families prior to joining the Masseria faction. That soldier was Salvatore Lucania, who would later be known as Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano.

A young up and coming Salvatore 'Charlie Lucky' Luciano c.1923

A young up and coming Salvatore ‘Charlie Lucky’ Luciano c.1923

Charlie Lucky, as he was affectionately called by his close associates, was a young tough hoodlum who saw the streets as a way out of his mediocre lower middle-class upbringing. Legend has it that while shaking down neighborhood kids he came across no-nonsense Meyer Lansky who barely stood five feet two inches to Luciano’s five feet seven inches. As Luciano barked down extortion orders to Lansky, he was taken aback by the immediate response he received. Meyer told Luciano where he could shove those orders. As the two grappled over making a move, it seems that both recognized the huge potential of becoming associates instead of enemies. A friendship was born. A friendship that would endure to the end of Luciano’s life.

Along with Meyer also came many other associates who would later become bosses in their own right. Sharp guys like Benjamin ‘Bugsy’ Siegel, Jacob ‘Gurrah’ Shapiro, Meyer ‘Mickey’ Cohen, Samuel ‘Red’ Levine, and Louis ‘Lepke’ Buchalter to name a few. Charlie Lucky also had a few associates who would join the polarized family, guys who would also become bosses in their own right. Tough guys like Frank ‘Frankie’ Costello, Tommy ‘Tommy Brown’ Lucchese, Vito ‘Don Vito’ Genovese, Alphonse ‘Scarface’ Capone, and Albert ‘Mad Hatter’ Anastasia just to name a few.

Meyer 'Little Meyer' Lansky Boss of Jewish Mob and Murder Inc. c.1931

Meyer ‘Little Meyer’ Lansky Boss of Jewish Mob and Murder Inc. c.1931

Collectively they were known to both families as the ‘young Turks’. However, privately both Masseria and Maranzano recognized the threat that this group represented. And although there were some relationships that were not out in the open such as Luciano and Lucchese, both mustache Pete’s bosses acknowledged the potential insurrection that could arise later on. On the surface Luciano continued taking orders from Masseria. While on the side he schemed and planned his demise.

As the war continued and gunmen littered bodies all over New York city streets, public outrage began to build and politicians who were once friendly to many wiseguys were now being pressured themselves to put an end to the rampant violence plaguing the city and its residents. As a matter of courtesy, both families were alerted to the huge crackdown looming if shootings did not stop. Masseria’s answer to the violence was to intensify his efforts in an all-out push to kill Maranzano.

Luciano knew full well what this implicated. Both he and his associates recognized the urgent need to stop the violence and get back to the business of making money. As months passed and Masseria continued escalating the violence with drive-by’s using the infamous Tommy gun, Luciano had had enough. His hand was forced by the constant demands made by Masseria to kill this guy and that guy. Consulting with his associates Luciano made a decision that would forever change the New York underworld.

The End of The Mustache Petes

Luciano quickly sent out emissaries to the Maranzano family asking for a sit-down with the Boss. Knowing Luciano was a high level caporégime in the Masseria faction, Maranzano knew he could literally end the war if Luciano sided with him. After dinner both men agreed that the murders were causing the police to clamp down on their big money makers such as speakeasy’s and bootlegging. Luciano promised to back down and Maranzano guaranteed safety for everyone associated with Luciano which by default included the young Turks.

On Wednesday April 15, 1931 ‘Joe the Boss’ Masseria was having dinner in Scarpato’s Coney Island restaurant. Soon after being served his meal, gunmen entered the restaurant and emptied their revolvers into Masseria’s body with the fatal bullet hitting him in the back of the head. Some experts point to Siegel, Anastasia, Genovese, and Costello as being the trigger men while other experts aren’t too quick to agree. Whatever the case may be, Masseria was as dead as Julius Caesar and a new underworld king now ruled unchallenged in New York city, Salvatore Maranzano.

Giuseppe 'Joe the Boss' Masseria dead

Soon after the Masseria murder Maranzano started to hear rumors’ of Luciano’s independence on bootlegging and racketeering deals. Maranzano saw in Luciano what the other young Turks already knew and that was Luciano’s uncanny ability to create enduring loyalties to him from different organizations including the Jewish mafia. Maranzano considered dealings with people outside of Italians as too condescending and shameful. His old way of approaching the more modern mafia issues would eventually cost him his life.

A few months after Joe the Boss met his end Maranzano called a meeting of his top caporégimes and explained his plan to rid himself of Lucky and most of his associates. Unbeknownst to Maranzano there was a caporégime that was also present who held allegiance to Luciano. That capo was Tommy ‘Three Finger Brown’ Lucchese. It was a relationship that both men held in secret. A relationship that would help both men reach the pinnacle of their mobster careers.

Immediately after the meeting, Lucchese met Luciano and Lansky at a nearby diner to relay Maranzano’s plot. While outwardly Luciano was cool and collected inside he was seething. However, Lucky knew that acting on impulse would only lead to his quick demise, so he waited. Lucchese went back to Maranzano and continued masquerading as the loyal caporégime Maranzano came to trust. While Lucchese played his role, Lansky was busy teaching his gunmen another role, a role that would end with Maranzano being executed in his own offices.

Tommy Three Finger Brown Lucchese Circa 1952

Tommy Three Finger Brown Lucchese Circa 1952

It was Thursday September 10, 1931. Maranzano as usual arrived early in his bulletproof car rigged with secret compartments in case the usual police roust came. Calm filled the air as Maranzano made his way to the top floor where he had offices and would hold court with different soldiers who also happen to include the now infamous Joe ‘Cago’ Valachi, but we’ll leave that story for another day.

As Maranzano took in his morning coffee and fumbled around with the newspaper the phone rang. Everything was in place he was told, as he had previously instructed. That morning Luciano and various associates of his had been summoned by Maranzano. The trap was set. Except Maranzano made one serious miscalculation. Tommy Lucchese. Months before Maranzano had been visited by the Department of Revenue and as it happens to be, he was expecting another visit which could come at any time.

As fate would have it, revenue officers did show up at his offices that morning. Aware of their impending visit they were quickly led up to Maranzano’s private offices where the officers quickly disarmed and lined up Maranzano’s bodyguards. There were four officers that morning and as two officers stayed with the bodyguards the remaining two walked Maranzano into his own office to continue their search. Maranzano was no small man so when the ‘officers’ pulled out knives to kill him silently, the old mustache Pete lunged at one of them in an effort to secure the knife. As the struggle continued, the officers now turned hit men, opened up with their six-cylinder thirty eights and finally put down Maranzano emptying their pistols before casually walking out. By this time the bodyguards had left after hearing the gunshots. As soon as the killers had finished their assignment Tommy Lucchese showed up and made sure his now ex-employer was indeed dead.

Salvatore 'Little Caesar" Maranzano dead

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before the blood had dried on Maranzano’s office floor, Charlie ‘Lucky’ Luciano was being congratulated on a flawless hit. He now sat atop of the New York underworld.

To be continued……..

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