My father's youngest brother was a bootlegger. I don't know much about him except that in the wee hours one morning he was pushed in front of a subway train and killed. Cut in half, I was always told.
The story told to me was that he was mistaken for somebody else. It's only within the past few years that my brother told me: "No, he wasn't mistaken for anybody else; he was a bootlegger. He was murdered."
I've been trying to find some kind of newspaper account of it but it's tough going because I don't know when it happened. Obviously some time between 1920 and 1933.
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