Posted on 04/23/2024 10:55:56 PM PDT by nickcarraway
A former shoemaker pleaded guilty Tuesday to allegations that he ran an illegal gambling operation for the Mafia out of his shop in Brooklyn.
Salvatore Rubino, also known as “Sal the Shoemaker,” admitted in federal court in Brooklyn to running card games and operating illegal gambling machines inside his former shoe repair business and to kicking profits to the Genovese crime family. He pleaded guilty to gambling charges.
Four co-defendants — Carmelo "Carmine" Polito, Joseph "Joe Fish" Macario, Joseph "Joe Box" Rutigliano and Mark Feuer — pleaded guilty earlier this month to charges including racketeering, attempted extortion and illegal gambling stemming from long-running Mafia gambling operations in New York, prosecutors said.
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It’s surprising that more of these stories have not been in the news.
With the states going all in on gambling, usually anti illegal gambling task forces are set up to protect the state’s interests. I thought that we’d see more of these stories by now.
“Sal the Shoemaker”
For having that colorful and evocative retro name he should be given leniency. Any judge ruling otherwise is a heel who has no sole as the Three Stooges would have said.👨🦳👞🔨
As long as they weren’t cement shoes…
What didn’t he shorten it to “Sal the Shoe”? Much more mafiaish
Hey, I lika you style. Go see Vinnie, he maybe give you some jobs. Tell him Frankie vouched for ya.
Ha. You have a point.
hesa goodfella
Specializing in cement shoes
Shinebox
I know... legalize gambling! Lotto ain’t enuff.
A cousin was a dealer in Nevada, Vegas for a short then Reno and Stateline. Funny guy, has more than a few stories.
When I was a kid living in Brooklyn, on Saturdays my father would hang out at the barbershop with Mike the Barber and some of his buddies. People would wander in, words and money were exchanged and that was about it. They would watch games on a little black and white tv. The funny part is the only people I ever saw getting haircuts were my father and his friends. Once a month, my father would take me there for a haircut. Funny thing was every time I took a haircut, someone higher up would take a bag out of the cabinet and leave. A few minutes later a local police officer would show up, look around, say hello and leave.
Sundays were Dubrows on Kings Highway. Same group of guys, different bookie. I would go there after hockey and sit with them while they ate and talked sports. Most common thing I heard from that group was, “Jets/Giants parlay 10x.” Took me a long time to figure that out.
“Any judge ruling otherwise is a heel who has no sole as the Three Stooges would have said.”
The convicted man said that, ‘Time wounds all heels.’ He then stuck out his tongue!
I think FR people are still wondering what our lowest form of humor will be.
Other than the moisture lubricating a snake’s eyes.
Excellent. That is low.
Don’t go too low, or you may end up in the PUNitentiary!
((silent scream))
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