In Toronto I was driving a ready mix truck 8 months a year (off during the winter).
as in Cement?
I was friends with a big cement guy here in Chicago, he died in his driveway on the way to his pick up truck about 8 months ago.
He was only like 58 years old. Lived in the Burbs, big Italian Family.... I think maybe parts of his family were mobbed up. Big Italian Catholics.
The Family still comes to the neighborhood and does a saturday afternoon Soup Kitchen a few times a month. It was started by my friend Pete's Brother, who also died at a young age.
Pete and his company donated tons of cement to various building projects in the neighborhood
Pete carried on the tradition. All that to say this PLOMMER.
I'd been working up the courage to ask Pete on getting help setting up a bookie venture in chi-town. I didn't want his mob connections, but I did want to make sure I wasn't stepping on any toes.....AND to see if I could borrow some of his crew and a cement truck from time to time to bury the guys I couldn't collect from.
Plommer, after the Potash adventure is done. Steal a cement truck, sneak across the border and let's partner up on this venture. I've also got Sammy (cold caller) and Bobby are in(customer service) Patty Venditto is my linesmen. Iwin, promised police protection for a 1% a month fee..
Plommer all I need now is you, 2 big burly canadian friends of yours and a cement truck to make this happen