Reference to Frank Sinatra who was always fronting for the mob.   In
1984 about, a friend wanted to take me to Cincinnai to see Frank Sinatra
- I declined as I never liked him or his music .....later the concert
was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales and interest.

So interesting item - note here the "dope" as they called it and Sinatra
using his "celebrity" status to do a little smuggling....which is how
lots of drugs are brought in - in particular in private planes.

Saba


Feature Articles
July 2001
The Short Return of Charlie Lucifer
(Part 2)
By John William Tuohy
�����Luciano stayed in Naples only long enough to solidify his
control over the black market there.
�����In the early fall he received a message from Lansky that
said: "December--Hotel National."
�����"The messenger also brought me some disturbing news. He
said that Vito (Genovese) was start'n to act like I wasn't never coming
back. He was outa jail and walk'n around my territory in New York like
he owned it. And then, right on top of that, I heard from (Frank)
Costello that the 'California matter' was bad. I knew right away what he
meant, that Bugsy was probably tappin' the till for even more dough than
I knew about..."
�����In October of 1946, Luciano boarded a freighter set for
South America and at its first port of call (Caracas, Venezuela), the
hoodlum disembarked and caught a plane for Mexico City where he stayed
for several days and then chartered a private plane to fly him in to
Havana.
�����Meyer already knew it was the end of the line for Charlie
Lucky but he waited at the airport for his friend, more out of respect
to what the man had once been, than anything else.
�����As he waited for the plane to land, Meyer remembered his
first meeting with Charlie Lucky back in 1914 when Charlie and his gang
of Italian punks were running a protection racket, prying on lone Jews
who crossed their paths.
�����Meyer Lansky, all five foot three inches of him, crossed
their path. "Pay up," Luciano told him.
�����"Go fuck yourself," Lansky answered.
�����Luciano said later, "We both had a kind of instant
understanding. It was something that never left us."
�����It was Luciano who had made their lives when he, and he
alone, decided it was time to push the mob into the American mainstream.
�����Charlie, Jimmy Blue Eyes, Meyer and even Frank Costello
had been with Joe the Boss Masseria back during the prohibition. Charlie
had brought them in, he was Masseria's underboss.
�����They had encouraged Lucky to meet with Salvatore
Marranzano, the arch rival to Joe the Boss. The two oldtimers had been
locked in a vicious street war and everybody was suffering because of
it.
�����When Marranzano asked for Lucky's help in wiping out Joe
the Boss, Meyer and Costello had encouraged him to take up the offer.
�����In April of 1931, Charlie took Masseria out to a
restaurant on Coney Island. They talked, they ate, they played cards and
then Charlie Lucky excused himself and went into the bathroom.
�����The moment that the bathroom door shut, Vito Genovese,
Joe Adonis, Albert Anastasia and Bugsy Siegel came into the dining room
and blasted Joe the Boss back to hell.
�����After that, the war drew to a close, and Marranzano built
the national commission and structured the Mafia. There would be five
families operating in New York. Each family would have a boss, an
underboss and the Consiglieri, or advisor. Under them would be the capos
and then the crew bosses who would run the crews.
�����Marranzano declared himself not only boss of all bosses,
but the head of his own family with Angelo Caruso as his underboss and
Joe Bonanno as his first Capo.
�����Joe the Boss's old organization would be headed by
Luciano whose underboss would be Vito Genovese and Frank Costello as his
Consiglieri.
�����Tommy Gagliano would have a family with Tommy Lucchese as
his underboss, Vincent Mangano would have a family with his underboss
Albert Anastasia, and Joseph Profaci would run another family.
�����Marranzano turned out to be a bigger dictator than even
Joe the Boss, so Luciano planned to get rid of him.
�����Lucky, Lansky, and Tommy Lucchese traveled to Pittsburgh
and met with Santo Trafficante and Frank Milano, John Scalish and Moe
Dalitz who vowed to support Luciano and Lansky's bid to overthrow
Marranzano.
�����Somebody must have talked because Marranzano hired
Vincent "Mad Dog" Coll to kill Luciano, Capone, Costello, Willie
Moretti, Joe Adonis and Dutch Schultz. He would start with Luciano and
Costello by inviting them to a meeting at his office on September 10,
1931.
�����But, again, someone talked, and Luciano is tipped off. He
has one of his boys invite Marranzano's bodyguard, Joe Valachi, out to
dinner and then they called Marranzano and confirmed their appointment
with him.
�����That afternoon, Sam Levine and his crew of Jewish killers
arrive in Marranzano's office and murder him.
�����They had all played a part in it, but it was Luciano who
saw the big picture first, it was Luciano who had the balls to change
things, and now the very organization that he had molded and nurtured,
was about to dump him like yesterday's trash.
�����Lansky drove Luciano from the airport to his suite of
rooms at the Hotel Nacional. A few days later, Luciano moved into a home
in the affluent suburb of Miramar.
�����Frank Sinatra wasn't in the mob meeting, in Havana, but
he was in the hotel.
�����The singer had arrived in Havana, by plane, with the
Fischetti brothers out of Chicago, three of the most desperate criminals
who ever ruled over the streets of the Windy City.
�����The night before they arrived, Sinatra and the Fischettis
stopped off at the Colonial Inn in Hallendale, where Frank put on a free
show.
�����A week after Sinatra left Cuba, the newspapers picked up
the story that Sinatra had spent several nights drinking with Lucky
Luciano and the other mob bosses in Havana's nightclubs. When asked
about his contacts with Charlie Lucky, Sinatra insisted it was the first
time he had met Luciano, and that he had merely shaken the pimp's hand
as a courtesy and wouldn't be able to recognize Luciano if he passed him
on the street.
�����However, two years later when the Italian National Police
raided Lucky Luciano's apartment in Rome they found a cigarette lighter
inscribed, "To my dear pal Lucky, From his friend, Frank Sinatra."
�����Frank denied knowing anything about it. It must have
been, he said with a straight face, a gift from a different Frank
Sinatra.
�����Another story that made the rounds, then and now, and
later portrayed in the film, The Godfather, was that Rocco Fischetti had
several travel bags stuffed with two million dollars, the proceeds from
dope sales that was owed to Lucky Luciano. Fearing that he was being
tailed by narcotics agents, which he was, and terrified that he would be
stopped and searched as he left the United States, Fischetti had brought
Sinatra along to carry the bags into Cuba because Fischetti knew that,
traditionally, starstruck customs agents didn't check celebrities'
baggage.
�����None of it was true. The money in the suitcase story was
spread by a writer named Lee Mortimer who disliked Sinatra intensely and
at one time the dispute brought the two men to blows. Years later the
FBI expanded on Mortimore's story who said that Sinatra carried the
money to Lansky in one briefcase.
�����For decades Sinatra denied the story saying, "If you can
show me how to get two million dollars into a briefcase, I'll give you
the two million dollars."
�����The fact is, the syndicate didn't need Frank Sinatra to
lug around its dope proceeds for them. By the time of the mob conference
in Havana, the hoods had worked out an almost flawless and nearly legal
cash transportation system, thanks to the genius of Meyer Lansky. And,
if they had to lug it across the country, as Sam Giancana said later,
"Sinatra is the last guy you would use for that. He would draw
attention. When you transport money you always use a woman with a child
or a grandmotherly type. Not movie stars."
�����It would be the first full scale meeting of the national
syndicate since the Capone sponsored conclave in Chicago back in 1932.
************
�����The hotel's mezzanine was off limits to all but the
invited thugs, after each Don arrived he and his entourage would take
the elevator up to Luciano's suite to greet him.
�����The boys retired to Luciano's hotel suite. The first
issue, as far as Luciano was concerned anyway, was his problems with
Meyer Lansky.
�����Lansky had reason to be concerned with Luciano climbing
back to power. Johnny Roselli, a Chicago hood in Vegas once told Jimmy
Fratianno: "He's (Lansky) is lucky to be alive. You know he really
fucked Lucky when he was deported. Meyer sent him peanuts. The only
reason he's alive today is because he's under the thumb of Jimmy Blue
Eyes. Meyer makes no moves without clearing it with Jimmy Blue Eyes."
�����When Luciano went to Italy, Lansky reneged on his
promises in the amounts he had vowed to send Luciano and Lucky decided
that Lansky should be hit because of it.
�����The others vetoed that. Lansky was too valuable to them.
It was decided that Lansky would fall under the watchful eye of Vincent
Alo, Jimmy Blue Eyes they called him, of the Genovese family.
�����If Lansky got cute again, then it was the fault of the
Genovese family.
�����That was agreeable to Luciano. Now he understood
everything. Lansky was with Genovese.
�����Overall, the conference had gone badly for Luciano. Vito
Genovese had stolen the show from under him. First, Genovese called for
a hit on Albert Anastasia, whom he called "kill crazy" because Anastasia
wanted to assassinate Harry Anslinger, head of the Federal Office of
Narcotics control. Everyone agreed that was nuts. It would bring down
too much pressure.
�����Next Genovese called for Luciano's retirement from the
syndicate.
�����It was his contention that Luciano would only bring
trouble to everybody else. He was better off retired in Italy. No one
had anything to add to that. It was to personal.
�����Luciano concluded the meeting by stating that he fully
intended to remain active in the organization by making his base in Cuba
and if Genovese didn't like, well, too bad.
�����Genovese didn't like it. When he returned to the States
the first thing he did was to call the press and tell them that Lucky
Luciano was alive and well and living in Cuba, only 90 miles off the
American coastline, and that he intended to use the island as his base
of vengeance to flood the United States with addictive narcotics.
�����Within a month, the State Department put enough pressure
on President Batista to have Luciano sent packing back to Italy. For all
given purposes, the Havana convention did nothing more than signal the
end of Lucky Luciano.
�����There are two versions as to what actually happened. One
was that Luciano's presence in Havana was discovered by freelance
journalist Henry Wallace, an American and a gossip columnist for the
Havana based Post.
�����According to Luciano, Wallace came to him for a shake
down and said that "he could protect me and not let it out who I was and
so forth."
�����Luciano's boys tossed Wallace out of the casino on his
ass and beat him for good measure. Columnist Drew Pearson and Robert
Ruark wrote about Luciano and his visitors in Havana.
�����Another version says that Genovese was the one who sent
Wallace to Luciano in the first place and that it was Genovese who paid
Wallace to write the story.
�����However, before being deported out of Cuba, Luciano set
up the working for a heroin distribution plant there.
�����Luciano decided that his family would pioneer the heroin
trade into America in a huge way, just like Arnold Rothstein had taught
him all those years ago.
�����The dope would come from Turkey to Sicily for preparation
and then into Cuba for packaging and then shipped into New York and
California to the distribution points Lucky had set up over the past
three decades.
Mr. Tuohy can be reached at [EMAIL PROTECTED]

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