The Untold Stories of Alderman Don Parrillo

...reading long story...

But after reading his "manuscript" it was obvious to me at least he didn't have a book. At best, book notes...

"All I want you to do is clean it up a little," he barked.

"You can't say Bobby Kennedy had Marilyn Monroe wacked and just clean it up a little," I returned.

Oh, man! this is gonna be good!

Excerpt from story about gangster Sam Giancana wanting to see Parrillo:

"Tomorrow afternoon at 2:00 o'clock, go and visit your father's grave," Parrillo was told. Asking why never occurred to him. "Being from the old neighborhood, you learn not to ask," he says.

"So the next day I drove out to Mount Carmel Cemetery...It was late October I think."

"All the while there my mind was racing. I just could not understand what The Cigar could possibly want from me...I owed The Cigar nothing.

What makes this stuff so freaking appealing? Passages like these.

"I happen to be in the unfortunate position of knowing these guys," he said. "They were friends of my dad. I know them from the old neighborhood."

Apparently a tough place. "Three guys from my neighborhood died in the electric chair before they were 25," Parrillo says.

"So my wife and I went home, and we both had a little too much to drink...As I was making love to her, I said, 'Honey, is it alright with you if I run for First Ward alderman? And she said yes. "

"We had about 30,000 voters and at least 8,000 of those were on the payroll - either city, state, county or through the Municipal Employees Union, which the First Ward also controlled," says Parrillo. "Each job we put out was worth at least three votes, so we had about 24,000 votes to turn anyway we wanted...We could have elected Attila the Hun."

And the Ed Sullivan Show story at the end. Reads like a scene from a movie. What a character.