My greatpa was 17 when he came in through Ellis...he open a hole in wall pizza place, “free pizza and 5 cent beer” and was cleaning up until a group wanted a cut....his brothers formed their own group to protect and my greatpa moved to Sacramento to start fresh and raise a family... his son, my grandpa, always told me he never had anything to do with it, but I always wondered how he could have nice cars, horses, pool, big house (that he hand built over 10 years) and all the fun stuff just being a grocer.... at his funeral in the 90’s, a line of men dressed all in black, hats and all, just showed up.....each passed the casket, kissed him and the last one told my gradma on the way out “we love xxxxx and dont worry, everything is paid for”.....
To this day, nobody “knows nutin ‘bout it”.......weird, Cool!