Prisoner on Roger Touhy’s cell block in 1942



George Barker
28

Eddie Wagner
38

Walter Fetter
30

Sylvester Wolosek
30

George A Owens
26

James Hrabek
34

Merle Lowman
27

Ben F Herr
29

Irwin Fischer
29

Arthur Rigney
55

Harry Serevino
28

Peter Pickels
27

Joe Piano
28

Ong Ha King
32

Maurice Meyer
32

Frank Bialek
27

Joe Cioni
29

Nick Konemogloos
38

John L Minzer
27

John Milasic
47

Ivan Grilec
47

George Williams
30

Leo Minecci
32

James Kuratko
37

Joe Fess
33

Oliver Dodge
49

Arvid Boyer
26

John H Booney
42

Henry P Berry
50

Angelo Masso
29

Joseph Gillofo
74

Russell McAtee
49

Kenneth Rucker
35

William Madden
31

Carl Grundhoefer
26

Peter Pace
27

Joseph Lorio
33

Miko Martino
51

Joseph Wojtczak
45

James W Kolasinski
37

Arthur Barty
35

John Majozek
31


Frank A McFadden
36

John Marquez
30

Gale E Swolley
36

Charles McHenna
40

James Chapman
31

Frank Keglovitz
31

Lawrence Fog
38

Edward Dreissen
46

James Paulmbo
34

John Terracino
32

John Piotrowski
30

Charles Vizina
49

Andrew Zagata
25

Conrad Fuosz
27

Leon Tuttle
33

  Carl Drako
31

James Bureca
46

 Roman Piskorz
30

Morris Reich
51

Luccia LeNegro
58

William Paris
47

Amedo Ugolini
 50
  
William Humphrey
 42

Arnol Walker
47

James Patton
40

Charles White
50

Craven A Thomas
37

Christ Tsakonis
51

Rudolph Pisani
35

Tom Killiam
30

John Virostka
38

Ted Scudieri
30

Edward Clausen
35



Harry Siegal

50



William Bailey

30



James O'Brien

33



Harry Glasscock

74



Vincent Morah

40



Richard Moore

49



Osman P Hughes

62



George Gross

40



Michael Cozzi

48



Lawrence Cozzi
30

Howard Crainich
39

Sam Bruno
39

Peter Simkus
25

Elmer Krueger
27

George Raves
35

Matthew Breen
38

Salvadore Marfisa
65

Mario DeSteffano
25

Frank Cobetto
51

Theodore Frade
30

Louis Lutz
35



Sam Miner
58

Jerry Reporto
28

Alexander C Goralski

28

The Palmer House


"My old landlady had me in her living room on Christmas Eve to look at her tree. It was scrawny, with the lights flickering on and off, and she was sniffling about her son in prison. I got out of there.
Almost everybody knows the gag about "lonely as a whorehouse on Christmas Eve." Well, I lived it—in a side street saloon, that is, listening to the Christmas carols on the radio and drinking beer for beer with a white-haired bartender.
The next day I went to the Empire Room in the Palmer House, got a table in a corner and ate a big dinner.
I was halfway through the meal before I began to realize that the turkey didn't taste much better than it had at Stateville. Freedom was beginning to pall on me, I guess. When I got home that evening, there was a holiday-wrapped package on my bureau. It was a necktie, a gift from the landlady. I had put a box of candy under her scrawny tree, and now she was paying off." Roger Touhy, The Stolen years

























The Blackstone

"But the really important thing that happened to me—back then in 1915—was that a dark-haired Irish girl went to work for Western Union in the company's branch office in Chicago's finest hotel, the Blackstone.
She was sixteen, and fresh out of telegraph school. From the main office, I sent the Blackstone's messages to her and received the ones she transmitted. She sent better than she copied, but she wasn't so good at either. I tried to help her.
Since she worked from four P.M. to midnight, I could drop in and see her evenings after my day shift ended. The first time I called only to help her with telegraphy. After that I courted her by the Western Union's wires between the main office and the Blackstone. And in person, too. I'd take her home now and then when she finished work at midnight, but she always had a chaperon. Another pretty girl, Emily Ivins, was night telephone operator at the hotel and she made certain that everything was proper on those late-at-night-ride-home dates.
Miss Ivins, incidentally, was to be an important witness in trying, many years later, to keep me out of prison on the Jake the Barber hoax. She was to tell the truth, but it wasn't good enough against the screen of lies behind which Factor and his friends stood grinning." Roger Touhy, The Stolen Years