They didn’t catch me because I was tough. They caught me because I was an engineer. When they finally arrested me in Lackawanna, NY, they didn’t just find a criminal. They found a walking technical violation.I wasn’t a thug who kicked down doors. I was “The Kid.” The specialist. I drove a 1970 Cadillac Fleetwood…
Tag: Ides of March
COMING SOON: ONE MAN CRIME SPREETHE BOOK “Most of what follows is true… The rest is just how I remember it.” In the dying days of the American Mob, there was a “neutral zone”—Erie, Pennsylvania. It sat about 100 miles from Cleveland, Pittsburgh, and Buffalo. It was a sanctuary city for thieves, hitmen, and safecrackers…