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They were in a typical government conference room. John Martorano was seated at the desk and next to him was his lawyers. On the opposite side of the table were the agents for the government, the prosecutors and the investigators. John was telling of his many depredations throwing in a joke or two for the…

This is a  poem by Kahlil Gibran (1883 – 1931)  who was born in Lebanon, was the grandson of a priest and raised in poverty. His mother brought him at age 12 and his siblings to Boston’s South End at the time the second-largest Syrian-Lebanese-American community in the United States. His mother began working as a…

As all of you know it brings out a smile in my face when I recall the line in the O’Neill and Lehr book that said Whitey Bulger stood at the front of the line of all the criminals in the the United States. Whatever the purpose was in making that ludicrous statement is beyond…

I have finished my rough draft of the my book on the 100 gangster murders that occurred in Boston in between 1956 and 1976. I now have to go back over it and send it out to some others for them to look at and comment on. Then I hope that I can make it…

I was going to post today about how Melania’s talk about doing Christmas decoration and the  kids being taken from their folks was shocking but because of her illness I will refrain from doing that. Rather in light of the drastic change in conditions I do want to talk about wearing masks something I have…

I was thinking that I should not be dealing in poetry since I really have little knowledge about what it is about. Have you ever seen a paradox? One of my son’s appreciates it and understands it which makes me recognize my shortcomings. None the less, I persist in putting some forth. Last Wednesday I…