With normal summer doings and what not some DGIS's have been neglected. So we'll play catch up, In the summertime when the weather is fine we go fishing we go swimming in the sea ... On July 23, 1902 four young boys were preparing to go swimming at the foot of 73rd Street in the Bay Ridge section of Brooklyn. As was their habit, they removed their clothes and began searching for places to hide them prior to jumping in the water. As one of the lads was seeking his spot he came across a potato sack that was filled with something. Being curious he pulled out his pocketknife and slit the bag only to find another bag inside. He called out to his chums who all gathered around as he opened the inner sack. As the young boy slit the inner sack they all jumped back in horror as part of a naked man plopped out of the bag. (Editors note: DNGIBs [Dead Naked Guys in Bags] qualify for mention on the DGIS forum) (Editors 2nd note: Mungo Jerry never said anything about finding dead guys while fishing and swimming in the sea.)
The man in the bag was forty-year old Giuseppe Catania, a Brooklyn green grocer. Just what the husband and father did to deserve such a fate is unknown (neighborhood gossip had him killing one or two guys back in Sicily) but on the morning of his final day he told his wife that he was going into Manhattan because a man had stolen a case of preserved tomato paste for him from the Custom’s House. The lure of the free tomato paste was just a ruse because when Catania arrived at his destination he was beaten to a pulp and his throat was slit from ear to ear. The grocer was then stripped and his clothes were used to mop up the blood. The killers then trussed him up by tying his head to his knees. A flour sack was then tied over his head and his body placed on a floor mat. Another floor mat was placed over him and the two mats were sewn together with Catania inside. This bundle was then placed into a larger sack and loaded onto a wagon. (No small feat considering Catania weighed 240 lbs.) The police believed that the grisly package was then transported back to Brooklyn on the wagon during the night for disposal in the Ocean.
In 1902 the foot of 73rd Street in Bay Ridge stopped at a twenty-foot embankment, which led down to the shore. It was the opinion of the police that the killers stopped the wagon here and pushed the bundle over the side thinking that it would roll into the surf and be taken out with the tide. However instead it got tangled up in some bushes and was there for the kids to find the next day. Undoubtedly a Mafia victim it’s not known whether or not Catania was himself a member of the organization or a non-partisan who some how crossed them. Personally I smell a Morrello and a Lupo but thats just me.