Monday, November 1, 2021

Knockin' On The Golden Door

Rosalie Jean Willis

Apologies if my discussion topic today was previously covered in a book that is no longer in print, or the edition is crazy expensive on the resale market, or even if I missed fifty-two posts here or on lsb or the Col or any of the other sites that discussed the Manson milieu during the last half century and then some since the crimes occurred. Yes, I read Sanders but probably the 2015 printing or whichever was available. Same for many of the other tomes. Regardless, there's no excuse for my failures. I've been goofy since birth, my brain is mush, and I forget much of what has been said since Brenda McCann's cyan headband was found beneath the passenger seat in Tenerelli's Beetle. 

Okay, there was no headband. But wealthy surfer chicks amirite? Sunshine. Warm salt air above the waves. Baby, young me would kill a giant shark for young you if it swam near our boards.

You can use your sharpened knife to help send that joker down to Davey Jones' locker. Later, we will listen to the Beach Boys in a giant convertible with faux wood panels on the doors. Right, maybe not the Beach Boys. How about a live performance of the Milky Way on a cassette in a cassette player that has not been invented yet? I'll say girl I know we just met but I love you and you will reply shut up you old fool. Wake up and get your post back on track. 
 
Which is sound advice so here goes. I think it's dumb that everyone has to be on Manson teams. Valid reasons abound although I wish we could be like Rodney King. I attempt to mend fences but faces quickly glaze and mouths immediately begin frothing and raging about the Statman-Schreck wars of 2014 and etc. The air around those posts and resulting arguments still hangs heavy like Gettysburg at first light on a foggy, cool morning. 

We should bury hatchets. Scene politics are exhausting. Nearly a decade has passed. 

Personally, I enjoy talking and writing about what went on during the lifetime of Charles Manson with everyone who wants to discuss it even if I'm still learning. 

Now is the best time for researching Charlie & Company since Billy came back to Ohio. New information is uncovered frequently even if it doesn't crack the case wide open. The Internet is an amazing tool. Why can't someone research areas that interest them and seek out convos with others trapped inside this hateful loop without being on a team or an idiot? Stick your expert nose up your butt or go watch Matlock if you already know everything. Or tell your doctor your medication isn't working.

Is solving the murders all that matters anyway? The settings and characters call out to me. Terrified people dying...not so much. 

We study a fascinating subject which endures. New people will never stop entering the community during our lifetimes. Should they continuously fuck off en masse because unbalanced Manson consumers, groupies, and dilettantes masquerading as authorities already argued Carl Stubbs on some primitive website the year the noobs were born or even decades earlier? Time will eventually place more noobs online than traditional Manson"experts." The tables will gloriously turn on who gets to fuck off, and the revenge will be sweet, but what's the point?  

Maybe they're turning now. Who knows. 

I know my pleas fall on deaf ears but dammit Esterhaus was right. Let's be kind out there and remember that Manson history is not an online campaign for student body president at Manson High, but rather an ongoing investigation with constantly improving research tools.  

Imagine how wild it would be if someone you were acting cruel toward was a professional writer and could hilariously nuke you all day long in places that matter. Quick as a hiccup, too. Some would say effortlessly. 

Sermon ended. I appreciate the little crew of  friends I've made here and thank you all for being my pal. You make my time well spent. +ggw
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Okay the post: 

Last week, while digging for nuclear bombs previously hidden by penniless and cigarette smelly white trash in the polluted muck beneath la belle riviere, I realized I was aware of three completely different versions of Charlie's life during the mid to late 1950's.


Deb quickly shuts down Rosalie's fibbing. The birth records she used remain available online for verification if you're a crazy person like me who needs to prove things to themselves instead of choosing a squad and repeating (often) unverified reruns forever alongside a chorus of new best friends in a (personalized) online wind tunnel. 

Always remember that no one in history ever anticipated the Internet. You have a clear advantage over researchers in the past. Even in the last decade or year. Nobody needs to tell you anything. Look for yourself. 

Since we're all liars at times, I propose we forgive Rosalie and move on. 

While there are many books out there brimming with information, and I think we can bring several into our discussions down the road, let's keep things simple for today. I used the most famous work published on the subject, Helter Skelter, and compared it to arguably the most informative eye witness account ever produced in the genre, Lynette Fromme's Reflexion.

If you haven't bought Lynette's book yet you should today. And read it more than once. If she's not the smartest resident of this unforgiving tar pit, she is certainly at the top of the class. 

Charlie doesn't mention anything about his time in California with Rosalie in ReflexionAs always, all citations from Fromme's book refer to the Kindle version. 

"When I married Rosie at twenty years old, I had never been around chicks. Rosie played me like the fool that I was (103)." 

Sixteen year old Rosalie must've really done a number on him. She was cool like cucumber salad when freedom was on the line though. Vince forces Curt to point out that Charlie beat on a pregnant woman. 

via Helter Skelter 


Such is life. One person is told a lie while another person hears the truth. Or both people are bullshitted. You know we live in dangerous times. No one should be alone.

I said I wouldn't hate on lies told for perseverance anymore and shall refrain today. Survival is an absolute necessity. No two ways about it. 

Charlie's version of 1954-1958 in Fromme's book differs from what I found in public records so I made myself a basic timeline in an attempt to keep everything straight in my mind. I left some things out so we don't have to discuss pimping sixteen year old girls and various other successful and failed capers. 

Let's dive in. 

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May, 1954 - Charlie earns an early release for good behavior at the Maximum Security Reformatory in Chillicothe, Ohio, and moves in with his aunt and uncle. God bless you, Glenna xo. High school freshman Rosalie Jean Willis lives and works nearby. 

"One of my mom's husbands was a window washer at a U.S. Courthouse. His name was Deere. They got me out of prison and she got me a 1954 Ford. I traded it for a 1952 Cadillac and used the name Charlie Deere (103)." 

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I imagined a convo that went a something like this:

"Hey, Judge. Got a minute?"

"Sure thing! What can I help you with, Mr. Bailiff?"

"You know that window washer guy who's always out front cleaning the glass when we arrive at work in the mornings? Deere? He asked if you might consider calling over to the prison and telling them to cut his wife's son loose?"

"Say no more, cherished friend and sworn lodge brother. I've always had a soft spot for squeegee men." 

(I could not find a husband named Deere online for Kathleen but maybe you can. I didn't look super hard.) 

The Fifties in Fromme:


The final screen cap is from Frank Costello's FBI files. Charlie and Frank are together in Lewisburg in 1952. Manson claims Big Frank raised his hand and vouched for him in the Fromme passages above. There's no way of proving they were buddies but there are more hints in our pages from Fromme. 

Charlie talks in code so I always look up every name he mentions. For example, he mentions Dewey in his letter to Fromme. Dewy took down Murder, Inc. Charlie later did time with Murder, Inc. member Frankie Carbo. You remember Frankie don'tcha? 

Even though he killed Bugsy Beatty, Carbo is small potatoes compared to the rest of that backstory. Murder, Inc was a dark child of some the most infamous of NYC mafia fathers. Meyer Lansky. The Brain. Lucky Luciano. Frank Costello. 

Let's jump back to Charlie's life in the '50's as told by Fromme. He is released from Chillicothe in 1954 and heads to Cleveland in Fromme's version of events.
That's John Scalish. He's the godfather of the Cleveland mob when Charlie shows up with a stolen car. A Viking Englishwoman says Scalish looks like my Italian brother. I don't think I've ever been that dashing but I do feel like I make that face a lot. 

Scalish had five sisters although I'm unsure if Charlie was implying something or not. I have a mysterious relative everyone in my family thinks was a con man who is buried near Scalish and the rest of Cleveland's gangster royalty. Danny Greene. People blown up by Danny Greene. Scoundrel after glorious scoundrel. 

They're all waiting to resurrect inside this beautiful, old, city cemetery. Huge mature trees dot the spacious landscape making Calvary Cemetery a great place for a walk. You don't want your car to break down outside the gates though. Times have changed in the neighborhood. 

I spent a day learning about the Cleveland mob last week and here is the road to Charlie. Scalish was the second true godfather of the city. Before power was consolidated, several gangs, Jewish and Italian, operated at the same time and sometimes worked together. Eventually, the money coming in from Prohibition became outlandish and everyone started fighting. 

Scalish married a Jewish girl whose father was the boss of a Jewish crew. Maybe they married to consolidate power or perhaps they were deeply in love. I always choose love. 

Around the same time, a local gang split into two rival gangs and a boss and his brother were killed in a Little Italy barbershop with New York's blessing. This is how it went down: Boss Joseph Lonardo, pictured below, steamed to Italy supposedly on vacation. 
Big Joe left his brother John (below) and another fellow in charge while he visited overseas. 
This is the other fellow, Big Joe's advisor, Salvatore "Black Sam" Todaro.
I know what you're thinking. Dude looks totally trustworthy. I felt the same way. The backstory here is Big Joe and the guys who split off into their own crew, the Porrello's, were lifelong friends. Both families emigrated from Sicily together and even named kids after one another. 

This was until Prohibition changed everything. Greed is number two on the list of the Seven Deadly Sins and don't ever forget it. 

Right. So anyway Black Sam cozies up to John while Big Joe is in Italy (It-LEE) and convinces him everything is copasetic between the feuding crews. When Joe returns, Black Sam lures Joe and John to Angelo Porrello's barber shop for a sit-down. Bang bang bang you know the deal. Joe and John are made to feel comfy with a card game, ambushed, and slain by their former friends. 

Following this act of magnificent treachery, Joseph Porrello becomes head corn sugar baron in Cleveland. Corn sugar is essential to every bootlegging operation in case you've never been a bootlegger.   
Porrello was suddenly king but he was also no fool. At least not at this time. Later, definitely. But for now he made Black Sam believe he was the boss of the crew. 

Killing Lonardo got rid of one enemy but another enemy immediately stepped up like they always do in organized crime. The new guys were called the Mayfield Road Mob. Fearing the MRM and attempting to place the local crown officially upon his head, Joseph Porrello holds what becomes the first big mafia summit in a downtown Cleveland hotel on December 5, 1928. Top mafiosos from New York and around the country began to arrive. 

Momentarily, the Cleveland cops said, "Dudes, how stupid do you think we are?" Gangsters were arrested as they showed up. Fearing his imminent demise, Porrello paid everyone's bail. No one was overly offended, Porrello was secretly handed Cleveland, and the MRM was told to go kick rocks. 

To their credit, the MRM was like okay cool yeah we understand no hard feelings. I'm joshing. Don't be so gullible. The MRM waited until June and violently ended Black Sam's lifetime of double-dealing in front of the same barber shop Big Joe and John Lonardo were killed. 

Black Sam, stooge the entire time and betrayed at the end, was gunned down by Lonardo's wife, his son Angelo (named after traitorous barber shop owner Angelo Porrello), and a Lonardo hit man. All had defected to the MRM. 
By the end of Prohibition, most of the Porrello gang is either dead or with the MRM. Porrello is invited to a sit-down at the Venetian restaurant on Mayfield Road. The building on the right in this photo from 1930 still exists today. You probably guessed that Porrello meets his end here and you are correct. 

Porrello and his bodyguard foolishly believe they are picking up more than a hundred grand in today's money. Greed, friends, it's a killer. Two hitmen light them up at their restaurant table. Porrello never moves and is later found with his unlit cigarette hanging from his lip. 

The bodyguard is wounded in each side, makes it outside, collapses on the sidewalk out front, the restaurant was where the parking lot is now btw, and perishes following two more shots to the dome. Neither killer was ever identified.

The owner of the Venetian Restaurant, Frank Milano, leader of the MRM, is responsible for the assassinations. But the coast is not clear yet. Porrello's brother Vincenzo "Jim" Porrello becomes the new boss of the Cleveland mafia and vows revenge on his brother's killers. His reign lasts three long weeks before the back of his head is blown off in a grocery store on his home turf. A third Porrello brother, Raymond, swears double revenge. I'm sure you see where this is going. 

Raymond's house explodes three weeks later. Bits of brick, glass, and wood splinters fill the sky before cascading back to Earth in a grotesque shower. Raymond is not home at the time but the Porrello's are nearly finished in the crime game. A couple more guys and a wife await their murders but the Porrello run is over.   

Frank Milano officially becomes the next King of Cleveland. The MRM is mentioned in The Godfather 2 and called by its first name, The Lakeville Gang. Johnny Ola and Michael Corleone discuss the gang and Hyman Roth in that clip. "Our friend in Miami." Roth is Meyer Lansky's character's name in the film. 

I wanna be handsome like young Al Pacino just for one day. "Brenda McCann, leave those slippies alone," I'd say while removing a white bow tie I was born knowing how to knot. "Let's go hang out with Hynson and August."

In 1931, Frank Milano joins the National Crime Syndicate with Meyer Lansky and Lucky Luciano. Meyer Lansky is one of the players connecting the Manson cases to Cuba and JFK. If not for the JFK and RFK assassinations and Black Flag concert flyers, I would not be here today. 

In case you're keeping score, Angelo Lornado, Big Ange, killer of Black Sam, was a brother in law of eventual godfather John Scalish. Angelo swore and got revenge on his father's killers and then the government removed him from the mix. He currently resides in Calvary with his obligatory statue and is surrounded by family, friends, and enemies.  

And my relative who does not have a statue. 

John Scalish was running things as the godfather of Cleveland for ten years when Charlie showed up. Cleveland had a big piece of the Teamsters and were also behind Moe Dalitz in Las Vegas. The neighborhood Charlie describes housed Scalish's headquarters. No idea on the Dago Mick. If you can prove Murphy was Danny Greene, I will send you a giant-sized candy bar and a box filled with assorted zoo zoos and wham whams. 

Charlie might be lying about his connections to the most powerful mafia group in the US but then again he might be telling the truth. He lied all the time but was also honest about things that made me question his sanity, so I am never sure. 

(B.S. Murphy had parts or all of this worked out almost three decades ago. I'm sure it's also in some other books I'm unable to buy and on ten websites that all look like 1995, but I wanted to put it here on the MFB for everyone who arrives after this post and wants to look into Charlie's time in Cleveland, Ohio. +ggw) 

Bonus: Here is the Internet's reaction to Frankie and Charlie in an earlier time. The comments section makes me feel right at home. 
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All righty then. First, we covered Rosalie's lie about never making it out to California with Charlie. Next, we squared away Charlie's 1950's as told to Lynette Fromme, and explained the people and their connections inhabiting those years of his life. All that's left is a bit more from Vince and Curt, and our Charlie/Rosie/Mafia timeline culled from public records and author Jeff Guinn.   

Oh. Duh. We also discovered that Rosalie's mom and sister(s) were somehow already out in Los Angeles when Charlie and Rosalie arrived. Idk if this is new info for the bloated corpus or if Ivor Davis published the news while taking a poop one day before I was born or if some other person who is the coolest toughest senior at Manson High carved it into the bathroom stall with his switchblade but the discovery was an eye-opener for me and the rest of the nerd table. I'm the guy in the letterman jacket showing his fellow concert bandmates the 1350 he got on his SAT in case any haters ever want to stop by and say hello after you finish your lunch of Marlboros and Little Debbies.


Have you ever noticed that even the extras with no speaking parts in this drama are good looking? What's up with that? Paranoid me would surely scream crisis actors were I not so grounded in the universe and oneness and love. I'm not quite sure how these people escaped our dirty river and made it all the way to La La Land and the mighty Pacific and but I'd high five the shit out of them if they were here right now. 

Did Bugliosi not know Rosie's family was out there? The number one selling crime book of all time.

I struggled to find information on Kathleen and Rosalie's roommate situation. If anyone wants to fill in the blanks with an address, I would be much obliged. Or just grateful really. We don't have to owe one another favors or anything. 

Friends, I think we're finished for this week. I provided Buntline with millions of things to look up and typed for two straight days. The remainder of my working timeline is below. I look forward to being called out on every bit of minutia or whatever the opposite of minutia is...bigmutia maybe Idk but basically whatever I got wrong. 

Until next week...

Keep it Green. 

xo

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August-ish 1955 - Charlie and Rosalie arrive in Los Angeles. Charlie is caught with their stolen car and faces federal charges for crossing state lines with it.  

October 1955 - Charlie receives five years probation because Rosalie is preggers. 

March, 1956 - Charlie fails to appear at court in Los Angeles over a federal auto theft charge filed in Florida and is subsequently arrested in Indianapolis, Indiana. His probation is revoked while he awaits sentencing. Rosalie has carried their son nearly to full term. 

April 10, 1956 - Jay White is born in Los Angeles. (Jay dies by suicide at age 37.)

December 15, 1956  - Charlie receives three years in San Pedro for violating his probation. I'm so-so on this date. Why would they make him wait nine months? Merry Christmas regardless. 

March, 1957 - Rosalie stops visiting Charlie in prison. He finds out from his mom that Rosalie moved in with a new dude. 

July 9, 1957 - Rosalie files for divorce from Charlie. She is two months pregnant by Jack B. White.  

February 3, 1958 - Jesse James White is born. (Jesse dies of an overdose at age 28.)

September 10, 1958 - Rosalie's divorce with Charlie is official.  Charlie is paroled around the same time. 

November 8, 1958 - Rosalie marries Jack B. White. 

April 4, 1959 - Jed White is born. (Jed dies in a shotgun accident at age 11.) 

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Risin' up to paradise. I know I'm gonna shine. 

43 comments:

Ajerseydevil said...

Hey Matt I know it's been awhile shoot me an email I'm back where I was 6 years ago today is day 14 in Cooper hospital in Camden N.J

Buntline said...

That's the stuff to give the troops. Lovely!

GreenWhite said...

Devil - I know I don't know you but good luck to you.

Bunt - How much of What? have you watched? And does that website buffer like the dickens for you, too? I'm stopping to refresh on Alice in Wonderland because I apparently remember none of it.

Buntline said...

I found a very good version of What? somewhere online, good in the sense of picture quality that is, although I must confess to skimming through large portions of it. I fear I may not have the intellectual capacity to review Polanski's work, but I'd be willing to bet a psychologist would have a field day with that one.


I do pity the kids of today, who will never understand the thrill of sneaking into an X-rated movie.

Doug said...
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Doug said...

Raymond Pettibon!

GreenWhite said...

Bunt - Shaw Brothers flicks and pornos on the Forty Deuce!

Doug - Yep. I wonder what stories he could add to the mix. I've heard Rollins talk about when SST was going to do something with Charlie's music but nothing from the Ginn's. Have you?

Ajerseydevil said...

Much appreciated my 2nd time battling Cancer in 6 years looks like they got it again with major surgery

GreenWhite said...

That's great to hear. There's been way too much death these past two years. How long until you'll be feeling good again?

Penny lane said...

Hey Green..I'm a long time lurker and I just gotta say you have made me check what gems you are posting with baited breath ��..thanks I appreciate you ��

orwhut said...

GreenWhite,
Is the Kindle version of Reflexion in any way inferior to the printed version. I buy the Kindle version of most Manson related books when I can but don't want to miss anything.

Doug said...

I'm gonna try to make this as unconvaluted as possible so please bear with me here...

The Ginn's - the last time I had any significant face to face time with Greg was when I had him come up here to Vancouver for my close friend Ron Reyes 50th birthday around 10yrs ago. All he really did outside of a few rehearsals with the band Ron put together for the show/party I put together for Ron was fuck up my Laney amp he borrowed for rehearsing in his hotel room...drink a lot of red wine, bug me for weed (he smoked humongous bats pretty much non-stop and went through 2 ounces in 3 days). I have a lot of bad feelings towards him for the way he fucked Ron over on that reunion tour with his creepy predatory rape vibe and, his even more creepy buddy who drummed (horrendously) on the tour. I have a few other really unbelievably awful things that make me want to throat punch him as well.

Ray - I chat with him infrequently via social media and the most recent time was around a week or so ago but it was not the best scenario as a protégé of his is passing off Ray's art as his own and committing fraud and theft. So, I am not hassling Ray at present

However, I speak with Chuck Dukowski and Joe Carducci on occasion electronically and they will probably have some intel so...I will ask

I probably speak with Keith Morris the most out of the Hermosa/SST crowd...and, Greg Cameron...I am not sure what they might know but...I will reach out.

Hopefully I have explained things somewhat clearly.

Greg Ginn is a horrendous human being

Cheers

Doug said...

I probably last spoke with Henry the night that Black Flag played the West End Community Centre here in Vancouver and Biscuits left with Black Flag and became their drummer because Emil was not into the heavy duty intensity and commitment required to be Black Flag's drummer circa 1981/82.

Biscuits apparently pissed off Chuck and Greg soon enough too - Biscuits refused to rehearse 7 days a week and 6-8 hours a day. He told them that he would only rehearse 5 days a week for 6hrs

Dukowski told me "Fuckin Biscuits...ge wanted banker's hours!"

JFC

GreenWhite said...

Hi, Penny. Thank you so much! I appreciate you. The blog owners keep asking why I eat all the snacks they stock in the break room without leaving anything for anyone else and I'm just like dudes they're killing me out there and also buy more pita chips please.

Whut- Oddly, hardcovers are now often cheaper than the Kindle and paperback. In the case of Fromme, I bought both her hardcover and the Kindle. I still like holding a book in my hand when I read but nothing beats the ease of searching for a word, place, or date inside of a Kindle book. No more turned down corners, underlined sections I never again find, etc etc.

For example, Fromme mentions Rosalie I think four times in her book. I was able to use the search, save it for return visits, and even screen capture the relevant pages. I originally had the Rosie pages interspersed within my little timeline but the way Charlie talks is so confusing I thought they'd be better all together. I also think it's genius that either Fromme, Charlie, or her editor(s) did not discuss that period of Charlie's life in a straight line and instead hopped around a teeny bit. I wouldn't have noticed if I'd only read her book once.

As readers we should always pay attention when that happens imo. It's a signal that there is more to it than what we're reading. Or just sloppy storytelling lol but I don't think so in this case. I'd bet the remainder of my Halloween candy that Fromme would rock at least the verbal part of an ACT or SAT test if she took one this afternoon.

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

GreenWhite said...

Doug - Just amazing. I'm looking thru BF's concert timeline but I think the years have erased some of my memories. My first concert that I wanted to see and wasn't just dragged along to was the Go-Go's with my mom lol. This Town. Swoon.

We're all dreamers. We're all whores.

The first smaller venue punk rock show I attended without my parents I thought was Black Flag at JB's Down in Kent, Ohio, in I always thought 85 or 86 with DOA. Henry had those tiny silver shorts, barefoot, shirtless, and was doing pushups on that filthy floor when I first glimpsed him. MYYYYYYYYYYWARRRRRRRR! Idk why but my brain keeps saying Kira was there and they were on the 10 1/2 tour.

But I don't see the show listed. I remember people telling me about BF playing at the Cleveland Fairgrounds, I think when I was 14ish, but I did not have a ride and it was too far to ride my bike.

The drinking age was 19 back then and campus dive bars were letting in 15 year olds like it wasn't no thing. I want to say I saw the Dayglos, Subhumans, and possibly the Skulls too from up your way at other times at JB's but I could be wrong. They surely were on the backs of a ton of leather jackets and multi generational cassette dubs.

I was painting BF bars beneath bridges for a good five years lol. At some point, I realized Keith and more so Ron were their best vocalists. Those guys all meant so much to me and really helped me get thru some tough years. Thanks for bringing up such tender memories of an angry youth this morning. Really cool of you. I felt what you felt, bro. Meet me behind the chicken shop when they dump their leftovers and 11 pm and we will take the bags back to the squat together.

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

GreenWhite said...

Doug - btw, I'd love to do a piece on Charlie and the SST years. I have a blog email on the front page if you'd like to work on it together. The bald photos of the girls presented in a not sexist or minsogynst way while secretly coveting and longing for them is all I've got right now lo. There's definitely room for actual creativity and information to get added. But of course someone will tell someone online who will tell me they said no no I was there in 76 they don't know what they are talking about Jane Drano told me Charlie taught her secret hand signals and eye rolls and saved her from the man, man...

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

starviego said...

"May, 1954 - Charlie earns an early release for good behavior at the Maximum Security Reformatory in Chillicothe, Ohio, and moves in with his aunt and uncle."

"Charlie and Frank are together in Lewisburg in 1952."

So did Charlie do time in USP Lewisburg(VA)and then do two more years in USP Chillicothe(OH)? Fromme is the only source that says Charlie did time in Lewisburg. It's not mentioned in Bugliosi's HS nor in "Manson in His Own Words" by Emmons.

orwhut said...

GreenWhite,
Thanks for your reply and thank you for putting links to your source material in your posts. Without the links, I might miss a great deal.

No need to worry about typos. They'd have to be very obvious for me to notice them.

GreenWhite said...

Whattup, Star. I wondered about all that as well. I'm open to everything but here is what I found.

Vince and Curt have Charlie at the min. security honor camp in October 1951. Awful Glenna is working behind the scenes to get Charlie released to her house. In Jan of '52 Charlie rapes a boy at knifepoint (or they just like knife sex whichever story floats your boat) just a month before Charlie has a scheduled parole hearing. This act lands him in Petersburg.

Btw Charlie was still a minor when they sent him to Petersburg. Charlie gets into nonstop trouble there and they send him to Lewisburg in Sept '52.

Chillicothe comes after Lewisburg. Everyone always reports Charlie and Costello meeting in Chillicothe and that can totally be true but I did not research it. I took Charlie at his word, had Costello FBI evidence, and plus at the time I was on a serious Jay White mission. The sources for all of this are HS, Guinn, public records, and what Charlie told Fromme.

Why, what are you thinking?

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

GreenWhite said...

Thanks, Whut. I try to write a week's worth of reading for everyone.

Buntline said...

I'm not sure window washer Deere was an official husband. Kathleen appears to have been married to William Eugene Manson in 1934, Lewis Woodson Cavender in August 1945, and Gale Stanley Bower in October 1965 (she married Bower as Ada Kathleen Cavender).

I suspect that when Charlie adopted your name, it was more a signal of criminal intent than any sort of affection.


PS - Is "Awful Glenna" a typo, or have you changed your views on the poor woman?

GreenWhite said...

Bunt - I didn't see the Deere marriage either but wondered if you would. I was being snarky about Glenna. She gets a bad rap from the experts but I have a clear pattern of her trying to step in and help Charlie over and over again. I thank her for eternity for trying.

Ours is a weird study that runs opposite to the way things are done in academia or the professional world. What someone told someone or supposedly told someone holds more water than logical, verifiable, conclusions drawn from accompanying research much of the time.

And even us "smart" ones are really only paying for subscriptions to records sites. Not that navigational skill isn't required of course. Gen Z will be out of college in the next couple of years and Alpha is right behind them. Every one of those kids grew up resetting the router and figuring out what's wrong with the fire remote or the new OS on mom's iPad etc etc.

They will smoke all of us. The peeps in the Manson biz better wrangle their duckets while there's still time.

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

starviego said...

The wikipedia site for USP Chillicothe does not list Frank Costello among it's prominent inmates, though it does list Manson.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chillicothe_Correctional_Institution


Manson said in a 1992 letter that he met Costello in !952:

www.chillicothetimesbulletin.com/news/20170107/luciano-cult-leader-charles-manson-asks-me-favor
“I was in the next cell to Frank Costello in September 1952.”

So it sounds like he met Costello at USP Lewisburg.

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"Btw Charlie was still a minor when they sent him to Petersburg."

They sent a minor to a Federal Prison? Wow, I didn't think they would have done that back then. Also strange that they moved him around to three different Federal Prisons in 2years, 4 months, from about Jan '52 to May '54(according to the above data).

Gloop said...

"Hynson and August?" Dude, killer ref. Endless Summer kudos from what the politicos here proudly proclaim as being "Surf City, USA."

GreenWhite said...

Thank you, brother Gloopwhite. I felt all the way alive typing that part.

GreenWhite said...

Star - I go between total anger with Charlie and feeling really badly for him. The way he was running wild and getting into so much trouble at the end of his teens got to me. Cry after cry for help and none ever comes. It really seems like Big Frank hooked him up with a job and Charlie with no positive role models tried to make it work to earn their love, respect, fellowship, or whatever.

I feel like that time in his life was one place where he could've hopped off the train and made something good for himself with Rosie but just didn't have the tools to do it. Those gangsters played him.

*if there are any typos in this I'm leaving them. I am the typo king and Blogger enjoys revealing my true idiocy to the Manson public.

Buntline said...

My education is lacking in many areas, one of which is ethnic slurs of the 1950's. Am I to understand that a "dago mick" would be a gentleman of Irish and Italian parentage? If so, we may be able to rule Greene out. He doesn't seem to have have any Italian ancestry, and famously hated Italians.

There are a few Murphys, from Cleveland, with Italian mothers. The problem being that 'Murphy' could have been from elsewhere, had a different real name, or Manson could just be full of shit. It's a real long shot.

GreenWhite said...

Bunt - I definitely did the Murphy Cleveland Mafia 1950's search several different ways. I doubt our Murphy is Greene but with Charlie and his codes I wasn't sure. Greene ran with the Italians until he started blowing them up. Cleveland, Ohio, in 1976 was the bombing capital of the United States. And that was Danny.

Doug said...
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Doug said...

You must mean Hall of Fame Jane!

Two former Germs (Pat and Belinda) inducted into the R&R HoF on the same evening! Hopefully Darby and Lorna watching from the big balcony in the sky.

I will have to think over rhe possible SST/MF thingy though...suoer crazy time for my back rehab

Cheers

GreenWhite said...

No rush, Doug! Speedy recovery, dude.

orwhut said...

When I see Charlie's last name "Bartlett" on the passport he said he had in Mexico I usually think of the name Caril Ann Fugate signed on the note she put on the door of her mother's house.

GreenWhite said...

Ooh that's dark. Really strange coincidence here, Whut. Last night when I was typing my post for Monday, I realized every time I think of the word "dopey" I remember the scene in Statman's book where Rosie Polanski looks up from packing a box or something and gives Patty Tate a dopey smile. I could have bits of it wrong because I didn't go check but I believe that's the gist. Amazing what our minds latch on to and keep forever. I saw your comment right after I woke up this morning and definitely had a "whoa" moment. We are clearly mind-linked. Please bring hamburgers over here.

Kidding on the burgers. I slow cooked chicken soup overnight. We have plenty to share.

orwhut said...

Green,
Have you heard anything about Caril Ann lately? She was in a really bad car crash that killed her husband and hospitalized her. Several web searches have yielded nothing new. I don't know whether she's dead or alive.

orwhut said...

Green,
I tried one more time and found an update. As of Jan 29, 2021
Caril was still alive but in very bad shape. If anyone wants to read the article, it's titled
"Fugate recovering from injuries, but can't shake Starkweather legacy" By Peter Salter https://journalstar.com/
For some reason I can't copy a direct link to the article.

It really is strange how one word can open up a whole other memory.

Zeke002 said...

Ah, the anthropology of religion...every church is a watering hole attracting different animals. Spann was a religous watering hole. That is the fascination of TLB - how a two-bit con was able to get 20-40 people to swallow his nihilism hook, line and dagger.

GreenWhite said...

Whut - I see the article but it's behind a paywall those dirty bastids. Appreciate your effort to give me nightmares tonight regardless lol. Some of the true crime stuff just scares the crap out of me I'm not afraid to admit. Everyone disqualifies Maury Terry for example (even when using the same weak or non-existent methodologies in their own wild claims) but that dude had me seriously walking around the house making sure the doors and windows were all locked at like 5 pm lolololol.

Skinned German Shepherd dogs is burned into my mind forever via Terry. I'd drop a bomb on people doing that if I could. How nice it would be if someone accidentally filled their butts with buckshot if they were caught in the woods during this deer gun season.

I also wanted to add Fromme using the word "dope" when talking about Snake Lake in her book to my list of mental prompts. Dianne's face definitely flashes thru my mind when I see the word dope or dopey etc.

GreenWhite said...

Howdy, Zeke. I was wondering how you're doing lately. I spend a lot of time thinking about all the different personalities and backgrounds and how it all gelled at the Ranch. It's fascinating.

GreenWhite said...

7 Nov 2021
Sunday

If anyone is on West Coast time or stays up later in other time zones and wants to hang out tonight, I'm a guest host on The Paulcast tonight at 730 pm PST.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCOxfXLe8Y8p7RVwPUaHWtCg

My discussion will center on unique perspectives, research methodologies, and cognitive dissonance in the Manson study.

Zeke002 said...

Spahn...sorry

GreenWhite said...

Don't worry about typos. Blogger hates us.

GreenWhite said...

Someone stole my Black Flag flyer and added it to Facebook Manson without giving me source credit. I know how Ray feels lol.

Trilby said...

Jerseydevil, sincerely sorry you're fighting this battle again. Sending you healing vibes & all good wishes.