The “peace” gave Whitey what he needed a way out of Southie; a way to keep his hand in Southie; time and protection. He’d start hanging around in Somerville with the guys at Marshall Motors (the Hill) because Southie was still too hot. He knew the Mullens did not particularly like him so he kept…
Category: Whitey
This is all about Whitey. These will be the posts that relate specifically to him.
An Overview of Whitey’s Murders: The Scene in Southie (2 of 5)
James “Whitey” Bulger was called Jimmy or Seamus to his face, the Whiteman by his associates when they did not know if he would be around or not, and Whitey by those who heard of his reputation, especially the FBI which seemed to have a fondness for involving itself with criminals with nicknames such as…
An Overview of Whitey’s Murders: The Roxbury Gang. (1 of 5 )
For months Jerome has been asking me to talk about each of the 19 murders that are attributed James “Whitey” Bulger. In his latest comment he asked in addition to that whether he had murdered other people than those he was alleged to have done in the indictment naming 19 people. To answer Jerome’s question…
CNN’s Whitey Presentation: 3 Stars for some, 2 for others
CNN’s presentation of “Whitey – United States v. James J. Bulger” ran for two hours last night. For those who know nothing or a little bit about Whitey it gave them a decent glimpse into his life; for those who have been following the saga closely it offered a few tidbits that made the ordeal of sitting…
Distant Thoughts on the Whitey Saga
When I wrote my last post: “Whitey The Ordinary — Just Another Hoodlum Who Didn’t Grow Up” I had no idea of the hiatus that would occur between that post on September 16, 2013 and now. The reasons for the silence are a special assignment I undertook that totally kept me away from the computer…
Whitey Sends Us A Message – “The Way You Wear Your Hat”
The way you wear your hat. The way you sip your tea. The memory of all that – No, no – they can’t take that away from me. . . . The way you haunt my dream. . . . The way you hold your knife . . . The way you’ve changed my life….