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...grapevines behind the Joe and Mary Italian-American Restaurant in Brooklyn. Over pasta and red wine they were ostensibly celebrating the departure next day of the restaurant's owner, Giuseppe Turano, 48, on a vacation trip to Sicily. Suddenly a blue Mercury sedan drew up outside, and five ski-masked men rushed into the restaurant. Six feet from the table, they opened fire with shotguns and semi-automatic rifles. In a litter of rolls, half-eaten salad and .45-cal. shells sprawled the body of short, balding Carmine Galante, 69, shot in the left eye and chest, his teeth...
...attended Cambridge School in Weston. Mass. before coming to Harvard. where he played on the cross-country ski team and photographed for The Crimson. He planned to attend medical school after graduating from Harvard...
...investigation, police officers searching through his credit card receipts found that he had also been close to the scene of several recent murders in Colorado. After strands of hair from his car were identified as coming from Caryn Campbell, 24, a Michigan nurse who was murdered while on a ski vacation in Colorado in 1975, Bundy was extradited to Aspen for trial early in 1977. Late that year, he escaped by losing 35 Ibs. and wriggling through a lighting panel in his maximum-security cell...
...skin. Then he teetered out to the dining room table and eased himself into the heaped-up clothes he had left there. It took him five minutes to tie the shoelaces. Keys, watch, wallet. The first picture in there was his driver's license, grinning, sun-tanned from water-skiing, so long ago. He flipped the plastic. Oldest son as high school graduate, long gone, ski-bumming in Colorado, a five-minute phone call six months ago was about all. The two girls and the youngest baby boy--all living with their mother across town, way across town...
...skin. Then he teetered out to the dining room table and eased himself into the heaped-up clothes he had left there. It took him five minutes to tie the shoelaces. Keys, watch, wallet. The first picture in there was his driver's license, grinning, sun-tanned from water-skiing, so long ago. He flipped the plastic. Oldest son as high school graduate, long gone, ski-bumming in Colorado, a five-minute phone call six months ago was about all. The two girls and the youngest baby boy--all living with their mother across town, way across town...