A decade of turmoil in the life of a Mafia associate, back when the New York underworld ruled supreme.
Polisi’s brassy guided tour of his time as a member of the Colombo and Gambino crime families is consistently accented by burgeoning “professional” relationships with kingpins like John Gotti, who, when the pair met in 1972, was a swaggering, self-assured “gangster’s gangster” thirsty for action. It was a pivotal year for the New York mob’s five families, as The Godfather launched and the American Mafia ascended in both notoriety and affluence. By his early 20s, the Brooklyn-born Polisi was married and had two sons, as well as a lengthy rap sheet and the moniker of “Crazy Sal.” Early on in the author’s fearless chronicle, the mobster unabashedly concedes to being a “street guy,” as he and young Gambino sidekick Foxy Jerothe became intoxicated by the thrill of robbing banks, orchestrating heists, loan-sharking, dodging bullets and gambling at the Colombo family base camp: the renowned Sinatra Club in Queens. Polisi also inserts frequently dark historical anecdotes and heady personal confessions of his unrepentant philandering on his doting wife Angela and a laundry list of illicit escapades from the ’70s through the mid-’80s. In the evocative final chapters, Polisi details how he eventually flipped and became a protected witness in Gotti’s criminal proceedings, a move that further contributed to the downfall and demise of the mob’s “brotherhood of hoodlums.”
An audacious memoir unveiling the machinations of the mob.