Monday, May 30, 2016

I let myself know, the one I met in Strasbourg

history channel documentary Sam Giancana, a hoodlum by a couple of different handles, was shot dead, shot about six times in the head and body, June 19, 1975, in Oak Park Illinois, he was the one time pioneer of the Chicago Outfit (for around 9-years in the 50s and 60s); he enjoyed stogies. Furthermore, had a long criminal profession, and was going to let the cat out of the bag to the Senate Committee Investigation, going ahead around then on Crime, that may uncover the CIA and the Mafia, dealings with the meetings of the Kennedy's and Martin Luther King. His seaward gambling clubs (in Iran, South America and France) were seized, and assumed control by another mafia supervisor. Around this time he moved into a sumptuous manor in Cuernavaca, Mexico, where he lived for quite a while until the Mexican government constrained him out, and delivered him back to America, yet that is all known history, you are going to peruse what is obscure, on the train to Haguenau, in 1974.

The Story

He was the same man, I let myself know, the one I met in Strasbourg, the one that sat at the bar on a stool, close me, not too close me, but rather sufficiently close to converse with me and for me to hear him without trouble. He was in his sixties I accept, however looked more in his late forties. He wore one of those panama caps, white with thick dark trim. His suite was dim, squeezed, and he had a flimsy light tie on. Dim glasses,

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