Ninety-one years ago as this morning, around 9:00am,three shots rang
out in the rear room of a speakeasy. This was followed by about eight guys vacating the
parlor in speedy fashion. Other fellers who were enjoying their
morning hooch hopped off their bar stools and ventured to the back room where they found Mike Sullivan
unconscious on the floor. They sent him to the hospital but he died.
Mike was an interesting guy. A good athlete
who had done stunt work for D.W. Griffith, managed boxers and owned
a semi pro baseball team. He also owned a speakeasy himself and a cigar
store. Past achievements also included getting the vote out with some
huskies from the Bronx.
Sports, movies, bootlegging, strong arm
work...wonder which one caused his demise?
"He must have done something. They don't kill you for nothing." - Chicago Gangster Ted Newberry. Rubbed out January 7, 1933
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