Assuming Albert was not connected, what kind of info could he provide, which would be worthy of a book?
Was it the usual, "Waiters treated us with respect, scary looking men visited the home, dad carried a gun, I had great toys, Uncle Nino bought me ice cream, Little League umps never called strike 3 when dad was watching, etc..."
You shit-kicking, stinky, horse-manure-smelling motherfucker you! If you ever get out of line over there again, I'll smash your fucking head so hard you won't be able to get that cowboy hat on. You hear me? Fucking hick. -Nicky (Casino)
