In the Sixties my father sent me to the corner to buy the New York Daily News. I saw a pretty rough guy on the front page. The headlines read "Valachi Sings". When I got home I asked my dad what the headline meant. He said..."This is the way things are..' He told me what he knew, what many New Yorkers knew; docks, trucks, unions..and through the years we're still learning.


Foolish consistencies are the hobgoblins of little minds.