A few hours after his good pals, the Duffs, were indicted by a federal grand jury for defrauding city taxpayers out of more than $100 million--Mayor Richard Daley made like a comedian. He asked Chicago to stand with him to fight crime. Then he said the Duffs were hard-working guys. Excuse me for not laughing, but a joke that involved a $100 million contract--even as your property taxes skyrocket--isn't all that funny, is it?
Daley was on the Northwest Side, asking Latinos, African-Americans and others to bravely face down street thugs. All that was missing was a caped-crusader costume or a tiny and sarcastic court jester at his side. When the mayor talked about criminals, he wasn't talking about the Duff clan. They're pink and suburban and close to him, part of his clique, and some Duffs are friends of Chicago Outfit bosses.
"That's why you're here holding your child on your shoulders!" Daley shouted to the crowd Thursday night, which was ready to commence with an anti-crime march. "We're here to protect all the children! That's why [criminals] are enemies!"
It was an amazing display. At least it proves what he thinks of taxpayers. They're the suckers who get squeezed to fill the public troughs from which his friends eat.
Daley wouldn't hang out with drug dealers, obviously. But he'd show up at the Duff Christmas parties at the Como Inn, legendary affairs, glad-handing and back-slapping, letting political Chicago know the Duffs were his guys.
The parties were Daley declarations, that the Duffs were Daley's, so watch it. And everybody who's anybody got the message. But out in the neighborhood Thursday, he wasn't referring to the alleged Duff criminal masterminds. Instead, he was referring to neighborhood lowlifes, guys who take your money with a gun, not a deal.
What was also amazing was that the crowd at the anti-crime rally was largely minority.
Only a few hours before, the Duffs were indicted for ripping off minorities and women, by running phony minority businesses that got $100 million in city contracts, though the Duff men are not blacks or Latinos or women.
They're pinkish tough guys, with Daley clout, from a family that brags about ties to the Outfit bosses, including the late Anthony Accardo, and the imprisoned (but still vigorous behind bars) Rocco Infelice.
"I know a lot of people," Daley told reporters. "And they have to be on their merits. And that's what it is."
He was asked: Is it disconcerting to you that your friends and political supporters were indicted? "It happens, unfortunately, it does," he said.
The mayor did brag, though, once the Duff scandal became public--he forgot to mention that Tribune investigative reporters and editors made it public--that his administration denied minority contract certification to 880 companies.
A Tribune reporter asked: How many of those denied were political contributors?
"Geez, I don't know."
How many were your friends?
"Gee, I don't know. I don't really know. Doesn't matter if they're friends or not."
Geez.
Daley made news, although some might miss it, by admitting Thursday that he knows the Duffs. When the Tribune first broke the Duff investigation in 1999, he didn't know them. "Oh, I know them. Sure," he said Thursday. "You know that. They're hard-working people. This is an unfortunate incident."
What about their ties to organized crime? "Geez. I don't know about that," said the crime-fighting mayor of Chicago.
Earlier, City Corporation Counsel Mara Georges said she was not surprised by the indictments, which is natural, since there were federal subpoenas issued first. And she had trouble explaining why the Daley administration couldn't find the fraud--she actually defended Daley's "investigation" of the Duffs--which found that, geez, pink guys got minority contracts.
"We took aggressive and affirmative action against them," said Georges, perhaps unaware of the pun.
She also explained why her investigation of the Duffs didn't find any fraud. "We do not have subpoena powers," she said.
Geez, Mara.
Tribune investigative reporters Andrew Martin, Laurie Cohen and Ray Gibson don't have subpoena powers. The editors don't have subpoena powers. But they figured out that the Duffs aren't minorities.
Now, finally, a federal grand jury has figured it out. And it only cost you $100 million to make Daley's friends happy.
That's funny. Like a clown.
Thanks to John Kass
Friday, September 26, 2003
Friday, February 21, 2003
Chicago Outfit Bosses Dive for Cover as Enforcer Nick Calabrese Talks
Editor's note: John Kass broke the story of the federal investigation dubbed "Operation Family Secrets" in February 2003.
Until recently, the bosses of the Chicago Outfit felt relatively safe, with their connections in politics and local law enforcement. But now, they're on the verge of FBI-inspired paranoia.
They're not concerned where fellow mob boss Joey "The Clown" Lombardo is hiding these days. There's a good reason for The Clown to keep a low profile: Formerly imprisoned mob loan shark and enforcer Nick Calabrese is talking to the FBI, sources said.
Investigators are being given a road map through crime and time, including unsolved Outfit murders going back over decades.
FBI agents have spread out across the country armed with search warrants to collect DNA evidence, hair cuttings and oral swabs, from dozens of Outfit bigwigs. Sources familiar with the investigation said search warrants for the mob DNA have been sealed.
This must aggravate some folks, including imprisoned Chicago street boss Jimmy Marcello, convicted of bookmaking and loan sharking. Marcello hopes to be released from a 12-year federal prison term in a few months.
Marcello, Calabrese and Calabrese's brother, Frank Calabrese Sr, a convicted loan shark, spent years together inside. When old friends talk in prison, they reminisce about dis and dat and dat other ting, don't they?
The U.S. Bureau of Prisons said Thursday that Nick Calabrese's federal prison records had disappeared. My highly educated guess is that he is now in the witness protection program.
"No comment," said the U.S. attorney's office. "No comment," said the Chicago FBI.
Some of the victims of unsolved Outfit hits being discussed with FBI agents might be familiar to you.
They include Anthony Spilotro and Michael Spilotro, the vicious gangster brothers beaten to death and dumped in an Indiana cornfield in 1986
. If you saw the movie "Casino," you know how it happened. Joe Pesci, one of my favorite actors, played Tony. And if you're a faithful reader of this column, you know why the Spilotros were available to be murdered. A few weeks earlier, they beat a federal criminal case against them in Las Vegas.
The key federal witness against them had his testimony undercut by a then-heroic former Chicago police chief of detectives, William Hanhardt.
Hanhardt's surprise testimony as a top cop and defense witness undercut the credibility of hit man-turned-government informant Frank Cullotta. (Frankie got a bit part in "Casino," too, as a hit man).
During the Spilotro trial, Hanhardt was a hero cop, with friends in the newspapers and in Hollywood, where he was glorified in the TV show "Crime Story."
Now, though, Hanhardt is serving a long federal prison term for running an Outfit-sponsored jewelry theft ring. Still, Hollywood may make a movie about him. But nobody made a movie about hit man John Fecaratta. He was killed outside Brown's bingo parlor on Belmont Avenue three months to the day after the Spilotros' bodies were found. The Spilotros weren't supposed to be found. Federal investigators figured Fecoratta was punished for botching the planting of the Spilotros.
Outfit enforcer Billy Dauber and his wife, Charlotte, left a Will County courtroom in 1980. They were hacked to pieces by shotgun blasts during a high-speed chase along a lonely country road.
Daniel Siefert was murdered in front of his family at his plastics manufacturing plant in 1974. Siefert was a key government witness in a federal case against Lombardo, in connection with a scheme that bilked the Teamsters Union pension fund out of millions of dollars.
Siefert was with his wife and 4-year-old son when the Outfit came for him. He ran a short distance after the first shot, but it knocked him down. A gunman walked up to the fallen Siefert, pressed a shotgun against his head, pulled the trigger.
Lombardo and six others were acquitted two months after Siefert's murder.
Nick Calabrese is not as flashy and as loud as his brother, Frank. Nick is quiet. He was to be released this year. Then a strange thing happened. His prison records disappeared. They don't exist, according to the U.S. Bureau of Prisons.
Carla Wilson, a bureau spokeswoman, was helpful Thursday in finding Frank Calabrese, and prison records on his sons, Frank Jr. and Kurt. But no Uncle Nick.
"If he were in the witness protection program, then we would not be able to access that information," she said. Then she said she had to check something and later had a different story about Uncle Nick's vanished records.
"I really can't speculate about that," she said. "All I can tell you is that I don't have any public information on him."
That's OK. We'll wait.
Thanks to John Kass
Until recently, the bosses of the Chicago Outfit felt relatively safe, with their connections in politics and local law enforcement. But now, they're on the verge of FBI-inspired paranoia.
They're not concerned where fellow mob boss Joey "The Clown" Lombardo is hiding these days. There's a good reason for The Clown to keep a low profile: Formerly imprisoned mob loan shark and enforcer Nick Calabrese is talking to the FBI, sources said.
Investigators are being given a road map through crime and time, including unsolved Outfit murders going back over decades.
FBI agents have spread out across the country armed with search warrants to collect DNA evidence, hair cuttings and oral swabs, from dozens of Outfit bigwigs. Sources familiar with the investigation said search warrants for the mob DNA have been sealed.
This must aggravate some folks, including imprisoned Chicago street boss Jimmy Marcello, convicted of bookmaking and loan sharking. Marcello hopes to be released from a 12-year federal prison term in a few months.
Marcello, Calabrese and Calabrese's brother, Frank Calabrese Sr, a convicted loan shark, spent years together inside. When old friends talk in prison, they reminisce about dis and dat and dat other ting, don't they?
The U.S. Bureau of Prisons said Thursday that Nick Calabrese's federal prison records had disappeared. My highly educated guess is that he is now in the witness protection program.
"No comment," said the U.S. attorney's office. "No comment," said the Chicago FBI.
Some of the victims of unsolved Outfit hits being discussed with FBI agents might be familiar to you.
They include Anthony Spilotro and Michael Spilotro, the vicious gangster brothers beaten to death and dumped in an Indiana cornfield in 1986
. If you saw the movie "Casino," you know how it happened. Joe Pesci, one of my favorite actors, played Tony. And if you're a faithful reader of this column, you know why the Spilotros were available to be murdered. A few weeks earlier, they beat a federal criminal case against them in Las Vegas.The key federal witness against them had his testimony undercut by a then-heroic former Chicago police chief of detectives, William Hanhardt.
Hanhardt's surprise testimony as a top cop and defense witness undercut the credibility of hit man-turned-government informant Frank Cullotta. (Frankie got a bit part in "Casino," too, as a hit man).
During the Spilotro trial, Hanhardt was a hero cop, with friends in the newspapers and in Hollywood, where he was glorified in the TV show "Crime Story."
Now, though, Hanhardt is serving a long federal prison term for running an Outfit-sponsored jewelry theft ring. Still, Hollywood may make a movie about him. But nobody made a movie about hit man John Fecaratta. He was killed outside Brown's bingo parlor on Belmont Avenue three months to the day after the Spilotros' bodies were found. The Spilotros weren't supposed to be found. Federal investigators figured Fecoratta was punished for botching the planting of the Spilotros.
Outfit enforcer Billy Dauber and his wife, Charlotte, left a Will County courtroom in 1980. They were hacked to pieces by shotgun blasts during a high-speed chase along a lonely country road.
Daniel Siefert was murdered in front of his family at his plastics manufacturing plant in 1974. Siefert was a key government witness in a federal case against Lombardo, in connection with a scheme that bilked the Teamsters Union pension fund out of millions of dollars.
Siefert was with his wife and 4-year-old son when the Outfit came for him. He ran a short distance after the first shot, but it knocked him down. A gunman walked up to the fallen Siefert, pressed a shotgun against his head, pulled the trigger.
Lombardo and six others were acquitted two months after Siefert's murder.
Nick Calabrese is not as flashy and as loud as his brother, Frank. Nick is quiet. He was to be released this year. Then a strange thing happened. His prison records disappeared. They don't exist, according to the U.S. Bureau of Prisons.
Carla Wilson, a bureau spokeswoman, was helpful Thursday in finding Frank Calabrese, and prison records on his sons, Frank Jr. and Kurt. But no Uncle Nick.
"If he were in the witness protection program, then we would not be able to access that information," she said. Then she said she had to check something and later had a different story about Uncle Nick's vanished records.
"I really can't speculate about that," she said. "All I can tell you is that I don't have any public information on him."
That's OK. We'll wait.
Thanks to John Kass
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Is Al Capone's Pizzeria Haunted?
74 years ago last Friday, the infamous St. Valentine's Day massacre occurred on the north side, cementing Al Capone's legacy as a ruthless mob figure. Of course it is well-documented that Capone and his gang spent a lot of time in Willow Springs. One of those places, we learned, is now a pizzeria. By the way, before you ask, this is not another Al Capone's vault story. But it is, perhaps, another slice of mob life.
At Cavallone's West Pizzeria the bar is always packed, the pizza is piping hot. But the cold reality, according to Cavallone's owner, Rob Degen, is that this is an infamous mob hang out dating back to the 1920's. "I wonder how many times Capone hid in here," Degen asks?
That's right Al Capone. Degen claims that this is where Al's gang spent at least some of its time. Al's picture is on the wall next to the entertainers of the day. He's seen in one picture with his lawyer.
Back in the 20's Cavallone's was called Old Henry's. It was part speakeasy, part brothel part murder and gambling. For author and tour guide Richard Crowe it's always been alluring. "Well you know you always hear stories about tunnels but when you can actually find them and see where the tunnels lead through the walls and they're caved in that's more than legend, there's actually something to that," Crowe said.
Ah yes, the tunnels. There are three in Cavallone's basement. They're boarded up now but when the ground freezes to six feet, rob believes it will be safe to explore them. "So what they would do is put ice picks in the holes and open up the wood," Degen said.
One apparently was a hiding place, another used to funnel booze to a nearby ballroom, and the third? Legend has it that one of the tunnels led to a mausoleum at a cemetery several hundred yards away. The name white was apparently one of Al Capone's pseudonyms and because the mausoleum is actually empty, it was welded shut back in the mid 1930's. "Whenever they were raided if they couldn't get to the secret room, they would run out there through the woods."
The secret room, is just behind the tunnel, you have actually walk through another door, and crouch down to get there. According to Degen, it was used to hide patrons during raids and more. "The room was mainly used to hide money, guns, and bodies if they didn't have time to dispose of them in the woods."
The Secret room is where Degen says he found a decorative, elaborate gaming table. "Take the top off, and then you take the second layer off, and then you open up the table, this is all made of nickel, we have all of the original chess pieces."
Then there are the stories of love and murder. Like the jealous boyfriend of a prostitute named Christina. "The boyfriend found out that she was having an affair with the bartender so he went downstairs and killed the bartender, then came upstairs and strangled Christina in this room."
To this day, Degen says Christina and the bartender haunt Cavallone's along with other restless souls. Which brings us back to Richard Crowe, who is also a ghost hunter. "Under test conditions we've been able to capture things that we can't readily explain," Crowe said. Like several orbs, unexplained energy sources, from a tape Crowe provided to ABC7 News. Though on the night ABC7 cameras were at Cavallone's there was no such luck. "When we have a big crowd we usually won't pick something up," Crowe said.
Even though Crowe's team of ghost hunters shot video of areas they scanned with high tech equipment, looking for otherworldly electromagnetic fields. They got just a scant reading near that gaming table. "We were getting a 3.0, but now we're getting zeroes, its like they showed up. yeah they come and they go."
This pizzeria and potential mob relic provides Degen and his wife Susette a unique vocation, though she refuses to spend the night with their 2 year old daughter in the living quarters upstairs. "Not a day goes by when I flip a switch on and think I'm either going to see something or when I flip it off something's going to grab me or something," Susette Degen said.
For those who take the tour it's an unforgettable slice of Americana. As for Rob Degen its about fun...and whatever he might find once his digs through those tunnels. "What could be in there, what could be on the other side? They never did find Al Capone's money," Degen said with a laugh.
Friday for Valentine's Day, Degen had a group of fifty in for pizza, a tour, and some ghost hunting. But he also sponsors events like séances where psychics try to summon the spirits that allegedly haunt his pizzeria.
Thanks to Rob Johnson
At Cavallone's West Pizzeria the bar is always packed, the pizza is piping hot. But the cold reality, according to Cavallone's owner, Rob Degen, is that this is an infamous mob hang out dating back to the 1920's. "I wonder how many times Capone hid in here," Degen asks?
That's right Al Capone. Degen claims that this is where Al's gang spent at least some of its time. Al's picture is on the wall next to the entertainers of the day. He's seen in one picture with his lawyer.
Back in the 20's Cavallone's was called Old Henry's. It was part speakeasy, part brothel part murder and gambling. For author and tour guide Richard Crowe it's always been alluring. "Well you know you always hear stories about tunnels but when you can actually find them and see where the tunnels lead through the walls and they're caved in that's more than legend, there's actually something to that," Crowe said.
Ah yes, the tunnels. There are three in Cavallone's basement. They're boarded up now but when the ground freezes to six feet, rob believes it will be safe to explore them. "So what they would do is put ice picks in the holes and open up the wood," Degen said.
One apparently was a hiding place, another used to funnel booze to a nearby ballroom, and the third? Legend has it that one of the tunnels led to a mausoleum at a cemetery several hundred yards away. The name white was apparently one of Al Capone's pseudonyms and because the mausoleum is actually empty, it was welded shut back in the mid 1930's. "Whenever they were raided if they couldn't get to the secret room, they would run out there through the woods."
The secret room, is just behind the tunnel, you have actually walk through another door, and crouch down to get there. According to Degen, it was used to hide patrons during raids and more. "The room was mainly used to hide money, guns, and bodies if they didn't have time to dispose of them in the woods."
The Secret room is where Degen says he found a decorative, elaborate gaming table. "Take the top off, and then you take the second layer off, and then you open up the table, this is all made of nickel, we have all of the original chess pieces."
Then there are the stories of love and murder. Like the jealous boyfriend of a prostitute named Christina. "The boyfriend found out that she was having an affair with the bartender so he went downstairs and killed the bartender, then came upstairs and strangled Christina in this room."
To this day, Degen says Christina and the bartender haunt Cavallone's along with other restless souls. Which brings us back to Richard Crowe, who is also a ghost hunter. "Under test conditions we've been able to capture things that we can't readily explain," Crowe said. Like several orbs, unexplained energy sources, from a tape Crowe provided to ABC7 News. Though on the night ABC7 cameras were at Cavallone's there was no such luck. "When we have a big crowd we usually won't pick something up," Crowe said.
Even though Crowe's team of ghost hunters shot video of areas they scanned with high tech equipment, looking for otherworldly electromagnetic fields. They got just a scant reading near that gaming table. "We were getting a 3.0, but now we're getting zeroes, its like they showed up. yeah they come and they go."
This pizzeria and potential mob relic provides Degen and his wife Susette a unique vocation, though she refuses to spend the night with their 2 year old daughter in the living quarters upstairs. "Not a day goes by when I flip a switch on and think I'm either going to see something or when I flip it off something's going to grab me or something," Susette Degen said.
For those who take the tour it's an unforgettable slice of Americana. As for Rob Degen its about fun...and whatever he might find once his digs through those tunnels. "What could be in there, what could be on the other side? They never did find Al Capone's money," Degen said with a laugh.
Friday for Valentine's Day, Degen had a group of fifty in for pizza, a tour, and some ghost hunting. But he also sponsors events like séances where psychics try to summon the spirits that allegedly haunt his pizzeria.
Thanks to Rob Johnson
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