Once upon a time, there were four Baby Boomers in the state of Connecticut. Three of the four were close in age and one was younger by half a dozen years. Three were born in an old Connecticut manufacturing community and one in a neighboring town. One’s father was an alcoholic truck driver, one the son of a mayor, and another was born into a wealthy and politically powerful construction company. The fourth was a descendant of old tobacco money and had a Grand-Uncle who was a legend in the world of modern art.
Two of the four grew up in the states political power circles that their fathers were active in. The others were first cousins on their mother's side and were close, more like brothers than cousins.
One of the cousins needed legal leverage, and the other, out of sheer loyalty, helped him. One made an introduction and the fourth had important international contacts.
What do these individuals have in common? Perhaps a lot.
The Isabella Stewart Gardner robbery has remained unsolved for thirty-one years and everyone from Whitey Bulger, the IRA, and local art students have been blamed for the robbery. After 1990’s Saint Patrick’s Day celebration, two thieves dressed in uniform, and wearing fake moustaches, bluffed their way past a Gardner Museum guard. They spent the next 81 minutes robbing the institution using an outdated Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum guide as a shopping list. The pocket sized guide provided the thieves with photos and descriptions of the stolen items, and told them where to find them.
When they were satisfied, the thieves loaded up their vehicle and drove away into the rainy, early morning hours of March 18, 1990 leaving behind two duct taped guards and mystery.
Most involved in the investigation hold the belief that Boston’s criminal underworld is responsible for the brutalization of the old and venerable Boston Institution. That knee jerk reaction remains today, due to disinformation gained through conversations and wiretaps from almost comical underworld characters.
I conclude that all of these accumulated criminal untruths can be summed up by an old saying, attributed by some, to the infamous mobster Alphonse Gabriel Capone:
“How do you know if a Mobster is lying? ... His lips are moving.”
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