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Alan Stamm June 19, 2013 at 09:42 am
Who cares? Well, his family does.
Forgive an inapt comparison of military heroes to a mobbed-up…Read More scoundrel, but just as our government works to find and ID the remains of lost military members, so should it try bring closure to the Hoffa mystery.
"There is a son and a daughter who would like to know where their father is," former federal prosecutor Keith Corbett told The Detroit News this week.
Regardless of how we feel about the late Teamsters boss, compassion and understanding are warranted.
Susan Harrie June 19, 2013 at 11:35 am
Spend the money on the Rochester rapist so I can open my doorwall
Erin June 18, 2013 at 08:08 am
Can you post on Rochester Patch too? Many are interested in following -thanks
Mike Bramson June 18, 2013 at 08:34 am
Who is paying for this stuff? I was in Birmingham today that Hoffa disappeared from the red fox. I…Read More was over it then and am sick and tired of hearing about it now. Let's spend that money on something better than it dead gangster. Let's remember he was convicted of jury tampering, bribery and fraud he was a bad guy.
Scot Beaton June 18, 2013 at 11:25 pm
Is this the final resting place of Jimmy Hoffa?
By BRAD HAMILTON
Last Updated: 2:57 AM, December 25,…Read More 2011
Posted: 12:14 AM, December 25, 2011
Jimmy Hoffa was whacked by a mob enforcer and buried in the foundation of the General Motors’ headquarters, the Renaissance Center in Detroit, the Teamster boss’ driver claims in a new book.
“It was his own people who did it,” claims chauffeur-turned-informant Marvin Elkind, the subject of “The Weasel: A Double Life in the Mob” by Canadian journalist Adrian Humphreys.
“Mr. Hoffa gave them no choice. He was very close to Tony Jack [Detroit capo and union heavy Anthony Giacalone], and everyone knows he provided the triggerman. Tony Jack told me. He didn’t say, ‘Marvin, I provided the triggerman.’ But he told me in another way.”
Elkind claims this revelation came during a Teamsters conference in Detroit in 1985, 10 years after Hoffa disappeared while on his way to meet Giacalone and gangster Anthony “Tony Pro” Provenzano.
“Let’s take a break. Let’s get out of here,” Giacalone announced to a group of delegates.
The group was heading away from the Omni International across a glassed-in walkway when the Renaissance Center, which was under construction when Hoffa vanished, came into view.
“When Tony Jack passed the middle point of the bridge . . . he nodded toward the huge tower’s foundation,” Humphreys writes.
“Say good morning to Jimmy Hoffa, boys,” he said.
Elkind adds that he’d heard from other Detroit mobsters that after Hoffa was snatched and killed, “practically every union carpenter in and around the city was called in to rush the construction of wooden forms needed for pouring concrete at the Renaissance project.”
“There was a mad rush to get the concrete poured,” claims Elkind, who says Hoffa’s body was slipped into wet cement.
brad.hamilton@nypost.com http://www.nypost.com/p/news/national/is_this_the_final_resting_place_gefhIOE7XciKiR2EZaWtfJ
lyn sieffert June 17, 2013 at 03:38 pm
I am curious as to what your credentials are? are you a seminarian?
kim June 15, 2013 at 08:14 am
My dad taught me many things, one lesson came when I was about 6 years old (I'm 52 now!) and I had…Read More told a fib (who knows what it was about). He knew (of course) and although he didn't say a word, I saw the hurt in his eyes and remember to this day, the importance of honesty even when it may be hard. He also taught me to never make a decision in anger or in haste, to be careful with your money and never put more on the credit card than you can pay off at the end of the month, if you were going to do something, you might as well do it well and that family is the most important thing we have. My dad is also the most generous man I know ~ the saying "he would give you the shirt off his back if he thought you needed it" must have been written about my dad. Thanks, Dad! Love you!
Carol Maynard June 15, 2013 at 08:44 am
My Dad used to say, "Everybody wants Your money!" One morning, very early, I was sitting…Read More at the kitchen table getting ready to drive to classes at WSU. My Dad was standing at the kitchen sink, washing some dishes and singing the song "Row, Row, Row Your Boat gently down the stream, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Life is But a Dream"... and he turned to me and he said, "You know Carol, Life is But a Dream... And now that I am even older than the day that he spoke those words... I know them to be true.
Dale Behler June 16, 2013 at 10:05 am
Although my dad, Harold Behler, passed away many years ago, I still think of him often. He and mom…Read More encountered many hardships over their married life, including the death of a baby son at age three, living through the Great Depression while owning a small dairy business in Plymouth, and then another business failure in the late 1940s. But dad was never bitter or even seemed down spirited because those problems. He taught me to have a positive outlook on life even when things are not going well. He died at the early age of 63 in 1959, but I can still remember how his voice sounded when he called me by his special nickname for me....."Dade". My older brother, who passed on last December, used to say that Dad "was a man who never met a stranger" because of his friendliness and ability to strike up a conversation with perfect strangers. Guess he learned that ability while a milkman back in the day when he delivered door to door for Plymouth Dairy (late 1920s and 30s). Cloverdale Dairy (1940s) and Twin Pines Dairy (1950s). He was a wonderful role model for me as a father of two daughters.
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