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and Capone were prime suspectsCapone would probably have enjoyed doing the hitbut each presented unassailable alibis for the time of the murder. Frankie Yale imported by Torrio and Capone from New York, actually made the hit.
Perhaps the champion at alibis among the recentvintage Mafia dons was Joe Bonanno. He seemed to have developed a sort of clairvoyance that got him out of town whenever big doings were about to occursuch as the erasure of another crime boss, an event that more often than not required an exchange of information between New York crime families.
Bonanno's autobiography,
A Man of Honor
, is replete with examples of being away at the right time. When crime family boss Vince Mangano disappeared permanently, Bonanno could do nothing but read about it in the newspapers ''at my winter residence in Tucson, Arizona." It is nigh unto impossible to get much farther away from New York City in the continental United States than Tucson. When Albert Anastasia was murdered in a conspiracy that included Vito Genovese, Carlo Gambino, most likely Meyer Lansky, and certainly with Tommy Lucchese's okay, only Frank Costellowho needed Anastasia as a shieldcould have been deemed free of motive. Bonanno? He was on an international jaunt that took him to France, Sicily and far-off India.
But sometimes alibis aren't quite good enough. When Joe Profaci's successor, Joe Magliocco, sought to have a number of crime bosses murderedthe general theory is that it was under Bonanno's influence and ordersBonanno pointed out he was on the move at the time to avoid legal summonses and subpoenas. The national commission did not buy that line, being all too familiar with Bonanno's "I wasn't around" patter, and moved to strip him of control of his crime family.
Today, some crime experts say, alibis are not considered important by crime big shots. It is generally conceded by the press, public and police that they seldom carry out their own executions. On the rare occasions when they do, usually out of personal pique, care is taken that the victim's corpse is never found, making time and place of the murder obscure and the need for an alibi obsolete.
Alo, Vincent "Jimmy Blue Eyes" (? ): Syndicate gangster
Vincent Alo, nicknamed Jimmy Blue Eyes, is a giant among mafiosi, a sort of Paul Bunyan in organized crime. The Mafia is a society of myth builders and above all myth believers. One of the more astonishing myths held among low-level mafiosi (the higher-ups have always known better) is that Alo was the boss over Meyer Lansky, the Jewish criminal mastermind who together with Lucky Luciano set up organized crime in America as we know it today.
Alo was a close, lifelong friend of Lansky's, but his mythical elevation over Lansky is attributable solely to the psyche of the Mafia's lower levels, where it is important to believe that Italians are superior in all matters and always in control. After all, it was the exclusive privilege of Italians to be mafiosi. (These lowly soldiers were convinced accordingly that Lansky could not vote at mob confabs because he was Jew. In fact Lansky voted from a position of power; his word often carried the force of law. When Luciano in exile in Italy once thought of allowing a motion picture of his life to be made, Mafia couriers brought word to forget the project. Their clincher: "The Little Man [Lansky] says so.")
Some of the most famous informers to come out of the Mafia also perpetrated the Alo myth, thereby confirming that their disclosures were from a low-level view in organized crime. In
My Life in the Mafia
Vinnie Teresa says of Alo: "He's got one job in life. He's the mob's watchdog. He watches Lansky to make sure he doesn't short shrift the crime bosses." Significantly, Teresa has to add: "He protects Lansky from any mob guy who things he can shake Lansky down. Anyone in the mob who had any ideas about muscling Lansky would have Jimmy Blue Eyes on his back in a second." In
The Last Mafioso
Jimmy ''the Weasel" Fratianno quotes and believes the word from higher-ups that "Meyer makes no move without clearing it with Jimmy Blue Eyes."
The fact is that Alo always functioned as a liaison between Lansky and the various crime families. Everyone knew that because of Lansky's friendship and trust in Alo, he could be relied on and that he always bore the true word and orders of Lansky.
Because of his warm feelings for Alo, Lansky took care of him, allowed him part ownership in various gambling enterprises in Florida and Las Vegas. After all, they had been youthful allies in crime. In 1930 Meyer's wife Anna gave birth to a son who was born a cripple. Anna Lansky suffered a breakdown over this and blamed her husband for calling down the wrath of God on the child to punish him for his wicked way of life.
It was too much for Lansky and he fled New York for a hideout in Boston where he drank himself into oblivion. Only his buddy Jimmy Blue Eyes was with him, consoling him and helping through his weeklong crisis. Finally, Lansky came out of it and he and Alo drove back to the New York gang wars.
Since that time Alo prospered under Lansky or, as an investigation by Robert M. Morgenthau when he was U.S. attorney for the Southern District of New York demonstrated, Lansky closely guarded the interests of
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Jimmy Blue Eyes. Morgenthau never did nail Lansky but, in 1970, he had the satisfaction of seeing Alo go to prison for obstructing justice. U.S. attorney Gary Naftalis informed the court: "Alo is one of the most significant organized crime figures in the United States. He is closely associated with Meyer Lansky of Miami, who is at the apex of organized crime."
In the final analysis, the true pecking order in the Lansky-Alo alliance can be seen in the ultimate rating system used by the mobmoney. When Lansky died in 1983, his personal net worth was placed at between $300 and $400 million. Alo could barely qualify as a mere millionaire.
Alterie, Louis "Two Gun" (18921935): Gangster
A prelude to establishing a national crime syndicate in America was the purging from the underworld of unorganizable pathological types. Of course, the Mafia still has its pathological members, and such traits are still highly valuable to the masters of organized crime. But the brass could retain only those brutes who took orders and conformed to orderly criminality. If they did not, they were more dangerous than a loose cannon on the battlefield.
The Dion O'Banion Gang, which dominated Chicago's North Side during the early Prohibition years, were considered the zanies of the underworld. (Deanie himself may be described as a charming psychopath, as could many of his followers in the mainly Irish gang.) However, even by standard O'Banion measurements, Louis "Two Gun" Alterie was a "bedbug."
Alterie, born Leland Verain, owned a ranch in Colorado, but came east to join up with O'Banion's booze and gambling operations. Wearing two pistols, one on each hip, he boasted of his perfect marksmanship with either left or right hand, often shooting out the lights in saloons to prove his point. Quite naturally the press dubbed him Two Gun Alterie, which pleased him most of the time. However, at times he carried three pieces and was disappointed that he was not generally rechristened as the more-imposing "Three Gun" Alterie.
Alterie reputedly masterminded the hit on a horse guilty of transgressions against the mob. A leading member of the O'Banion Gang, Nails Morton, had been thrown by a horse in a riding mishap in Lincoln Park and kicked to death. Alterie demanded that vengeance be done and he led the gang to the riding stable. The boys kidnapped the horse, led it to the exact spot of Morton's demise and executed it. Alterie was so worked up by the "murder" of good old Nails that he first punched the hapless horse in the snout before filling it with lead.
When Dion O'Banion was murdered by Capone gunmen in 1924, Two Gun Alterie went on an hysterical tear. In a tearful performance at the funeral, Alterie raged to reporters: "I have no idea who killed Deanie, but I would die smiling if only I had a chance to meet the guys who did, any time, any place they mention and I would get at least two or three of them before they got me. If I knew who killed Deanie, I'd shoot it out with the gang of killers before the sun rose in the morning." Asked where in his opinion the shootout should occur, he said Chicago's busiest intersection, Madison and State Streets, at high noon. Mayor William E. Dever countered, "Are we still abiding by the code of the Dark Ages?"
Hymie Weiss, who took over leadership of the O'Banions, tried to get Alterie to tone down, explaining that his ranting was forcing politicians and police to put pressure on the gang's operations on the North Side. Alterie responded with a knowing wink and managed to shut his mouth for an entire week. Then he turned up, swaggering into a Loop nightclub brandishing his two pistols and announcing to gangster and reporters who frequented the joint: "All 12 bullets in these rods have Capone's initials carved on their noses. And if I don't get him, Bugs, Hymie or Schemer will."
Weiss, trying to put on a peaceful front while planning an attack on Capone, was livid. He told Bugs Moran to "move him." Moran went to the cowboy gangster and growled, "You're getting us in bad. You run off at the mouth too much."
Alterie took Moran's words for precisely what they were, an invitation to get out of town. Alterie went back to Colorado and played no further role in the Chicago gang wars. He thus escaped the virtual extinction of the O'Banion Gang, save for Moran, who in the 1930s was reduced to insignificance.
In 1935 Alterie showed up in Chicago for a visit. Was it possible Alterie still lived by his old words? Almost certainly not. But perhaps out of respect for his old days with O'Banion apparently he was bumped off.
Further reading:
Capone
by John Kobler.
Amatuna, Samuzzo "Samoots" (18981925): Chicago mafioso
Samuzzo "Samoots" Amatuna, a prime example of the old-line mafiosi, failed to embrace the concept of organized crime and the so-called American Mafia. Nevertheless, Samootscolorful, brutal and cunningfor a time held a power base from which he actually challenged Capone's control of crime in Chicago.
Samoots was a professional fiddler and may well have been the first gangster to conceal a weapon in an instrument case, choosing the technique for his
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attempted murder of a musicians' union business agent. Also a fop, Samoots was the proud owner of a wardrobe that included 200 monogrammed silk shirts. Once, gun in hand, he chased after a Chinese laundry wagon driver who had returned one of his shirts scorched. Samoots was ready to plug the Asian man but evidently was overwhelmed with an uncharacteristic burst of humanity. He spared the man but shot his delivery horse.
For a time Samoots functioned as the chief bodyguard for the notorious Terrible Gennas, a mafioso family that controlled much of Little Italy's homemade moonshine production. As the Genna brothers were exterminated or scattered one by one, Samoots moved up in power. In 1925 he seized control of the huge Chicago chapters of the Unione Siciliane. The organization had been a lawful fraternal group at the turn of the century, but from then on, it came more and more under the control of Mafia criminals. Chicago boasted the largest number of branches of the Unione, whose 40,000 members represented a potent force as well as an organization ripe for looting through various rackets, such as the manipulation of pension funds. For years the Unione had been dominated by Mike Merlo, who used his influence to keep peace among the various criminal forces, but after his death in 1924 the Unione presidency became a hot seat. Bloody Angelo Genna took over as president, only to be murdered in May 1925.
Capone, himself a non-Sicilian and ineligible for membership, sought to put in his consigliere, Tony Lombardo, as president. He made plans for the next election. Samoots didn't see what elections had to do with the matter. Together with two confederates, Eddie Zion and Abe "Bummy" Goldstein, Samoots marched into the Unione's offices and declared himself elected. Capone raged and got even more furious as Samoots proceeded to gouge his booze and other operations.
Old-fashioned mafiosi, in Capone's view, were greed personified. He realized that old Mafia traditions had to be eradicated, a position that eventually brought him closer to Lucky Luciano in New York.
Meanwhile, happily, Samoots had many other enemies. The O'Banion Irish gang of the North Side, still mighty despite the murder of their leader, did not care for Samoots's moves against them. On November 13, 1925, Samoots, planning to go to the opera with his fiancee, Rose Pecorara, stopped off at a Cicero barbershop for a shave. He was reclining in the chair with a towel over his face when two gunmen, reputedly Jim Doherty and Schemer Drucci of the North Siders, stormed in. One of the gunners opened up with four shots and, incredibly, missed with each of them. The startled Samoots catapulted out of the barber's chair and tried to dance around the shots of the second gunner. The second assassin hit Samoots with each of his four shots, and the hit men walked out, their victim bleeding profusely. Samoots was rushed to a hospital and lived long enough to request that he marry his fiancee from his hospital bed. He expired before the ceremony could get started.
Within a short time Samoots's two aides, Zion and Goldstein, were also murdered, and, having preserved democracy, Capone was able to put across his man Lombardo to take charge of the Unione.
Since Samoots's murder was the second barbershop slaying in a very short time, nervous barbers with a gangster clientele ceased the hot towel treatment and positioned their chair to face the shop entrance. The Chicago custom did not make its way to New York, where a little over three decades later Albert Anastasia fell victim in a barber chair ambush.
Amberg, Louis "Pretty" (18981935): Independent racketeer and killer
When Pretty Amberg, often said to be the worst Jewish criminal ever raised in America, departed this world, it was hard to tell who had done the grisly chore. One theory holds that the Lucky Luciano-Meyer Lansky combination, realizing there was no way Amberg could fit into a syndicate concept of crime, had him "put to sleep" to allow organized crime to function in some organized fashion.
If the mob didn't kill Amberg it was only because someone else may have beaten them to it. Surely
everybody
hated Prettywith the possible exception of newspaper columnist and short story writer Damon Runyon. In a number of short stories, a thinly disguised Amberg stuffs victims into laundry bags in an ingeniously trussed-up form that causes them to strangle themselves to death. In reality, Louis Amberg is believed to have murdered at least 100 people; yet, as he deposited corpses all over the streets of Brooklyn, he was never so much as hit with a littering violation.
Amberg came to America from Russia with his mother and father, a fruit peddler, and settled in the Brownsville section of Brooklyn. By the age of 10 little Louis was peddling fruit on his own. He had a unique style of selling, going from door-to-door, kicking until someone opened up. With his hands filled with fruits and vegetables, he'd shove them forward and snarl: "Buy." Somehow, after staring into the wells of madness that were little Louis's eyes, people bought.
By the age of 20 Pretty was the terror of Brownsville, not only because he was mean, but also because he was very ugly. In fact, a representative from Ringling Brothers offered him a job with the circus as the missing link.

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