“I was brought up by a real Italian family. I was an excellent cook and baker, raised my two children well, and they both went to college and are doing great. Everything’s fine, right? Well, when they went to college I got together with my old Italian uncle and his big ‘booster’ ring. We’d go into stores, rob them, and then sell the stuff: cologne, electronics. I used to make $3,000–5,000 a day.
“The attorney general came from Albany to bust us—24 people in all. After being brought up like an Italian princess, I ended up doing federal and state prison time. But I’m still blessed, because my kids love and adore me. Now I own an ice cream truck in Florida. I can tell you stories for days. Everybody tells me I should write a book.”Utica, NY