Word: vito
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Japanned; Representatives who had fought improvements for Guam two years ago now paid their respects to the "contemptible, squint-eyed sons of the Rising Sun." The authorization went through by acclamation, with one lone Nay registered against it: the methodical, dutiful Nay of New York's left-wing Vito Marcantonio, who has voted against almost every bill for U. S. defense...
Besides these unusual circumstances, the picture leaps into the middle of the heated U. S. argument between isolationists and interventionists. It shows shots of Senator Burton K. Wheeler, Representative Vito Marcantonio and ex-Editor Verne Marshall (see col. 1) denouncing the President's foreign policy, Franklin Roosevelt delivering his recent broadcast to the nation and his message to Congress, Dr. George Gallup commenting on the ballots which showed that 60% of the U. S. public favor increased aid to Britain even at the risk...
Police shut him up. They didn't have to ask who he was. They knew: Vito Gurino, 33, ex-baker, top trigger man of the Brooklyn syndicate of small-time gunmen who, at bargain-basement prices (TIME, April 1), murdered underworld characters for rival gangs. They had been looking for him. Two of his bosses were in the death house at Sing Sing, two more were on trial, others awaiting trial for their part in the 83 murders chalked up against the syndicate by Irish William O'Dwyer, Brooklyn District Attorney...
...policemen had to carry the terrified torpedo to the squad car that whisked him to District Attorney O'Dwyer. Once his 250-lb. bulk was larded into a chair before the District Attorney, Vito Gurino, slavering, quaking, poured out his confessional. For almost seven months he had had no one to confide...
...bolster Vito Gurino's memory, District Attorney O'Dwyer brought in one of his old pals, Angelo ("Julie") Catalano, State's witness. The two had not met since Gurino tried and failed to take his fellow mobster for a ride last spring because he feared that Catalano would talk. When Catalano saw his would-be assassin, he went white with terror, hid behind detectives. But as he listened to the whining confession, Catalano took heart, came out from behind his protectors, stared unbelievingly at the cringing fat man in the chair. At the end his smile...