Hanging With The Wrong People

There was a fellow who used to hang out with Bugs Moran’s gang in Chicago in the great days of the Chicago gangs. As far as I know, he never did anything wrong; he was an optometrist and just liked the feeling of being around the gang. There’s a certain amount of excitement when you rub shoulders with the Big and Famous after working at a rather dull job day after day.

Anyway, there was supposedly a big shipment of high-grade hootch coming into Moran’s garage one Valentine’s Day. Well, you know the rest. Dr. Eyeglasses got full of lead same as the actual gangsters. A person’s got to watch who he associates with and if your life seems dull, find other ways to pep it up.

So here we are in the earliest days of 2008. A local priest found it nice to be hanging out with the late Russell Buffalino, head of a certain crime family. This family, now headed by another gent, seems to be tied in with a fellow who, himself, has certain ties.

Being a priest has its dull moments, its times when you carry many secrets. It’s nice to have a little excitement going on the side, just to add a bit of spice. I’m an entertainment writer and have spent years in the business; I know some names and it’s nice to hear from them. I’m listening to a cd from one now.

But you gotta be careful. Fr. Friend of Mob was led out of the courthouse in handcuffs for bearing witness that was not terribly accurate. At least it wasn’t Valentine’s Day.