David’s Star…by Robert M. Katzman
Copyright June 20, 2016 * Rewritten August 28, 2020
Hanging on a thin necklace
Around my neck
It’s always there
A silver star
David’s Star
Failing to Bribe a Chicago Judge: The Machine Fails Me!…by Robert M. Katzman
Failing to Bribe a Chicago Judge: The Machine Fails Me!!
By Robert M. Katzman
Copyright © January 2, 2014
In the spring of 1965, in Hyde Park, an area seven miles south of Chicago’s central Downtown area and home of the University of Chicago and jazz, my Father, Israel, felt it was time to explain corruption in the Chicago Machine and teach me the basics.
I was fifteen, and if you can imagine the setting, we’re in our small apartment sitting on either side of the scarred kitchen table. I was listening and playing with the salt and pepper shakers at the same time. He may as well have been explaining etiquette customs on Mars to me. I had no clue about what he was going to say.