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Saturday, September 5, 2015
He just got in town about an hour ago
Today marks the 82nd anniversary of L.A. gangster Axel Anderson's
demise. Known as Three-fingered Jack, presumably because he had a trio
of digits on one hand, or, perhaps he was a sloth; either way Axel was
not a lucky little gangster in the city of light, but another lost
angel, city at night, city at night. Why did he die? Was it a case of
motel, money murder madness? It may be he was killed for hijacking a
load of booze and/or that he was killed for offing another gangster.
Either way we don't get to many L.A. DGISs here so lets just enjoy the
moment.
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Rumor has it Axel was trying to broker a deal that would have moved the Dodgers from Brooklyn to L.A. Thankfully, he was capped before he could conclude the deal, so the Dodgers are safe from being hijacked by those Californy folks.
Yes, now the Dodgers are safe at home with Giants and Knickerbockers.
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