When the song Take Me Home Country Roads hit the waves, music fans were introduced to one of the best to come from the brilliant John Denver. And for the next 20 years, the singer, songwriter, and actor was one of the most popular acoustic artists of the 70s and one of…
There was something about her. Bubbly, freespirited, very bolder. You know the type. Yoga at sunrise, kombucha in hand. Probably hasn’t seen a mink coat in her life and wouldn’t be caught dead in one if she had. Boulder was gorgeous, sure, but it was nothing like the world we came from….
For three hours, Johnny Carson, 200 audience members, and millions of viewers waited. When the actor finally arrived, Johnny said three words that ended his career right there on stage. It was October 7th, 1983 at NBC Studios in Burbank. The Tonight Show was scheduled to tape at 5:30 p.m. as it…
Charles Arthur Floyd entered the world on February 3rd, 1904 near Adairville in Bau County, Georgia. He was born into a family that already knew hardship well. His father, Walter Lee Floyd, and his mother, May Helena Eols Floyd, were rural Georgians scraping out a living in a region where farming offered…
Chicago, 1930. The city was drowning in Prohibition money, booze, guns, and bodies on the pavement. And in the middle of it all stood a man with a boy’s face and a killer’s heart. His name was Lester Joseph Gillis. The world knew him as Babyface Nelson. He wasn’t the biggest or…
Christmas Eve 1971. Two boys enter the world on the same night, identical enough that the streets would one day turn them into one name in a city that would not remember them kindly. Washington Park, Southside Chicago, a few blocks from Woodlon in a stretch of the city the rest of…
Before the war came, there was a whistle. Not a code, not a radio call, not a handshake or a nod across a parking lot. Just a sound. The kind a man makes when he’s walking through his own building, his own block, his own city. And he wants everyone to know…
Nobody watched Carlo Gambino cross a street and thought they were watching the most powerful man in America. That was the point. He was small, 5’7, maybe less by the time he reached his 60s, thin face, prominent nose, ears that seemed slightly too large for his head. He wore modest clothes,…
May 23rd, 1992. A safe house somewhere in America. The television flickers with breaking news from Italy. Tomaso Bushetta sits motionless. His hands rest on his knees. The news anchor’s voice cuts through the silence with clinical precision. Judge Giovani Falcone has been assassinated. A massive explosion on the highway near Kapati,…
August 30th, 1981. Monroe Street, Manhattan. Benjamin Rogerro stepped out of his apartment building and turned toward the morning sun. His hands were empty. He had left his jewelry on the dresser, his wallet by the fish tanks. Everything of value tucked away where his wife would find it. He knew what was waiting. At…
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