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Previously on Crook County.
I got recruited into the mob when I was seventeen years old.
After two years in the outfit, Kenny was on his way up.
He trusted me because I instilled money. I just did my job. It's hard to find an honest guy in the fucking outfit.
He got a new boss.
My crew boss was jack Jack Jackie Lama's eriksson.
He ran the whorehouses, and Kenny got a new job working the door at a brothel.
A guy would come in, I'd introduce him to all the girls by name. They would negotiate a deal. She would hand me path the cake and then she would be on her way.
And then one night he met a girl I.
Think I was nineteen. I met her, she was twenty, saw her sitting at the end of the bar. I fell in love with her pretty quick.
That pretty little redhead at the bar was my mother. My name is Kyle Tequila. Welcome to Crook County.
Yea.
We would have to take bus every once in a while, just so Cook County Cops, could, you know, show that they're making some progress here.
So those are all arranged bus, Okay, Ken's your turn now, man. When half the motherfuckers were running their own horse on the side out of our fucking.
Clubs, episode four, Keeper of a House of Prostitution.
Coming from Paramount Pictures. And he's very good.
Yeah, he's the best.
Amen, he's great. He's the king out there.
John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever.
I'm watching the trailer to the nineteen seventy seven box office monster Saturday Night Fever. Believe it or not, I've actually never seen this movie, which obviously is a huge mistake because it looks hilarious.
Well, I mean, I could dance.
To you, but you know, You're not a dream girl and.
Nothing ye a twenty three year old unknown actor named John Travolta with his trademark Cleft Chin, strutting around Brooklyn and Silk and Polyester, dancing up a storm every night to what has become the second highest selling soundtrack of all time, just behind the Bodyguard soundtrack.
Fuck that is a good song? Oh and how wild is this?
The Beg's didn't even write these cultural defining songs until after the movie was filmed because the producers couldn't license the original music, so they scrambled and begged the Begees to write a few songs on spec, which they didn't even want to do because they were in the middle.
Of recording their album in some studio in France.
So they basically threw together four songs in a weekend to get it over with those four songs, night Fever, if I can't have you more than a woman, and of course stay alive. Oh if that shit don't make you want to get up and dance and I can't help you, I can help you, brother.
Anyway.
The reason I'm even going down this rabbit hole in the first place is because apparently Saturday night Fever might as well be a documentary of my parents' relationship in their first few years.
I'll let my mom explain this.
One one of our songs would come on, we run out to the dance floor because we're so excited because we can dance so good together, or like John Travolta.
And I was gonna say, that was just what I was thinking. I'm like, believe me. It was Saturday Night Fever.
It was those what practice and then they would go on the dance floor and people would just like and people separate, move away and watch us dance.
That's how it was.
People weren't even throw money at us at one time on the floor, but I think that.
Was about they wanted you to take your clothes behind too.
That other voice is my mom's childhood friend Kathy, who was with my mom a lot during those disco days.
So yeah, so we continued to do that like two, three, maybe even four times a week, and it was just fun, fun fun.
Were you twenty, you were sneaking in, you were enuraged.
Okay, I still got served.
Okay, well, absolutely well because they always left the pretty girls. And the way that I actually know Holly is I knew.
Your grandma before I knew Hollie. And I will tell you this.
Your mother used to walk in with five dollars in her pocket and she'd leave with five dollars.
In her past.
She never hit something, never, so.
She never had to do anything.
And one of the time when we were out, and I have no idea why, but your father came up and asked me to dance so and he was quite the dancer.
We had seen him on the floor.
We had all commented, all three of us, and the three of us meaning your grandma.
So when we came off the dance floor, I said, come with me. I have someone i'd like you to meet.
And he's like really, And I said, Holly, this is Ken.
This is how got dance your socks off.
Basically, maybe this won't be exact words, and I pushed her off her barstool.
And as they say, the rest is history.
That's amazing.
So it's all your fault, Yes it is.
Let's see how my dad remembers it.
Yeah, I was nineteen years old, was over at fucking a disco called some other place. So I was sitting at the bar. She was sitting at the end of the bar, with her mother, of course, and I saw her and I said, whoa nice little run up there, I dug her, and I walked up to her just started talking, and that's how we met. That's simple in a bar, but that's how we met. Back then. We
didn't meet online like everybody meets online now. You actually had to go out and do something back in my day, I mean you actually had to give it some effort. You actually had to walk and sit out and talk to somebody looking in their eyesn't talk to him, you know, all right?
Close enough? What happened next?
You call me almost like the next day and asked me out on a date. It took me about three months though, to actually really really like the guy, because that summer when I met Ken, I was also dating this other guy from the complex I was living in the guy that I was dating before I met Ken, and somebody else. So it was like an awesome summer for me.
We don't know who my real father is.
I was gonna say, okay, let's wrap this up please.
He lived with some guys in an apartment. We would go back to the apartment and there'd be people all over the place, you know. So it was it wasn't very romantic, but one night nobody was there and it was just like he lit all these candles and he had Pink Floyd playing on the record player.
Back in the day, which every time he had song comes in here.
As I remember, he was wearing cutoff little jean shorts and his wife beater tank top, and he had really nice legs and he had long curly haired like to his shoulders, and I don't know, he just looked really sexy that night. And that's that's the night. After six months, he proposed to me. And he was nineteen when I was twenty, And of course I said yes, because I guess when I fall in love, I fall really deep.
Even though Ken had put a ring on her finger, they basically acted like kids who were dating. She was still living at home with her mom. Ken had his own apartment. They had their own separate lives and only spent a few days a week together. Eventually, Holly started hearing things from friends who had seen Ken out at bars talking to other women, or rumors of huge parties at his apartment that she didn't know about.
Ken was always such a schmoozer. He was always flirting, you know, He was a good looking guy, charismatic like you say, and he just attracted women. And I was a very jealous person and to this day, and that was not good for me to have a guy like that in my life. He would say, oh, you know, I've never cheated, and you blah blah blah, you know, and I just never believed him.
I asked my dad about this.
He said, you were quite the shooze there. It was quite the schmooz there. Yes, I was running her horroruse. I was running a hohror house that was moving with a hoards all day long. I was banging six at a time, for Christ's sake. But I liked your mom though. I liked your mom, but she wasn't. She wasn't. I had to look at her as a whore. I looked at her as a woman that I liked. You know, it's a totally different thing, totally different, totally different. I'm
running hohhouses. I'm not running, but I'm a dormann. I ended up runing them later, you know, eighteen, nineteen, twenty twenty, you know, up till twenty eight, you know. So but these girls, man, these these I mean, you know, we're talking lost hardcore souls, you know, just lost someone, angels, you know, just lost angels, you know, just lost and drug addicted.
During the years I filmed these conversations with my dad, we spent hours and hours talking about all the sensational mafia bullshit you would come to expect in a story like this. But when he remembers the girls that worked in the club, there's an immediate shift in his demeanor. A calm washes over him as he smiles in memory and begins diving into dozens of stories from his ten years as a doorman and eventually manager of the clubs. Many of these stories I will feature in later episodes
as they relate to the larger overall story. But first I need to say what's on my mind. None of this has been an easy pill to swallow for me. The drugs and the murders make this whole thing bad enough, But where I get the real pit in my stomach is hearing him talk about his time in the clubs with these girls, especially knowing my mom was very much in the picture during these years. And as hard as that is to digest, the fact is this is not my story.
It's Kenny's story.
And I have a responsibility to let him tell it the way he wants to tell it, And right now he wants to talk about these girls.
So that's what we're going to do. First up, Cindy.
She was our local dominatrix. She was our club dominatrix. She had all the gear, all the leather, all the outfits, and boy, she would raise hell on these guys and they loved her. Man one of the chiefs in Cook County was one of her clients, and he'd come in every every Tuesday or Thursday, that piece of shit. But man, she would wail on them. It would wait on. We had little peoples in the doors where we could watch what was going on. Oh, she would let us know,
that's why I have in store for this guy. Then we'd all run up to the door, be fighting for the people, three of us, pushing each other out of the way, trying to get to the people. All she wheeled on these walker guys, and these guys just loved them, loved them. Oh God, some funny shit. Man.
There's Ming and Ling, the Chinese identical twins.
Ming and Lang. These girls had their feet wrapped when they were young. Back in the day. It was a Chinese custom to wrap the feet of the girls because they thought small feet was a beautiful thing and China, you guys can look this up, go online and look up. But they were strictly business man, no drugs, no bullshit, no partying, no talking to anybody, just business. And they had a plan where all the other girls and guys never had plans. So I admired them. I admired those.
Two and blonde they called Marilyn Marilyn.
Because she looked like Marilyn Monroe. That's what we call it. I dated her for a while, nimphomaniac, purely sex. I guess our relationship was. And you really have a lot to talk about. Here's a kolkhead. But hey, it was someone I was hanging out with for a while there, you know. But she was She would have been your
typical She would have been your typical whrror. And there's so many of them that came in and out throughout the years, So I would classify her as just a typical in and out girl, you know, in for a while, working and off do something else.
He goes on about a few more girls.
Big Tall Blonde had a couple of Hispanic girls.
They are, and I can't help but notice that, in its own twisted way, it sounds a lot like how someone would tell stories about their crazy college years, you know, the debauchery and stupidity of twenty year olds living together with only one thing on their mind.
It was just amazing. It was really an experience for me.
For Kenny, who never finished high school, this club was as close as he ever got to the university experience, with a slightly different core curriculum underworld economics, the business of sex, crooked cops and politicians, how to give a beating and stay alive, keeping secrets one on one and the girls a welcome distraction from the overwhelming dark reality that once you're in the outfit, there's no getting out.
I want to be clear here, in no way do I condone my father's infidelities to my mother as acceptable in any way. I am merely trying to understand the psychology behind his actions during this time. Proposing to my mom at nineteen years old, while knowing exactly what kind of lifestyle he lives is an extremely odd decision, which he must have known would fail miserably. Why would he do that? Why would he put himself and Holly through that. What could he possibly have been thinking.
When I wasn't working at the clubs, When I wasn't working as shift, I went home, I went to my apartment, and I was either dating your mother, or if I wasn't dating your mother, I was completely I would completely detach myself from work in that environment where everybody else would hang around at the clubs and bullshit around Duco Comparati party fart all is out of crap, and I would just go home and I'd do my shift and I would go home. But no, I kept myself completely separated,
especially when I was with your mother. Yeah, I could do that. I just it wasn't a lifestyle for me. It was life of wor those grease balls. It was a fucking lifestyle. That's the style they wanted to live. They wanted to live that way. I did not. I don't know if I can make that any fucking clearer. I did not want to be them, all right, that wasn't my goal in life. So I kept myself completely detached from those people.
I asked a psychologist about this, and she broke it down to what she calls a sense of normalcy. His engagement to Holly was an attempt to establish a safe space of love and stability that exists outside of the dangerous and chaotic world he was living in, and by doing so, he was laying the foundation that would eventually fragment his life into two completely separate halves, both mentally and physically. But as fascinating as all that sounds, the reality is much easier said than done.
He realized, at nineteen years old, what am I doing being engaged? And I'm twenty. He's only nineteen, and it has a lot to do with it. So anyway, you know, maybe a year into the engagement he called it off.
Bill Curtis with Chicago's None for one News General two the ten o'clock news.
In Chicago, the connection between organized crime and prostitution was the target of government sting. More from Ndpotter, the targets involved were clubs and bars such as these, where officials say sex was openly for sale, but the transactions were carefully covered up.
We would have to take bus every once in a while, just so Cook County cops could, you know, show that they're making some progress here, okay, when half the motherfuckers were running their own horse on.
The side out of our fucking clubs.
Anyway, that's another fucking story.
Well that is a story I would love to hear.
Well, we've been going for a while now and he's getting a little hungry, so we decided to take a drive. Of course, he starts talking in the car, so I whip on my phone and hit record.
So you know, these motherfuckers were so crooked, and we owned them. We owned them. Here's the deal. You know, they had to show numbers, so somebody had to catch a bust every once in a while, all right, So I caught two busts. If you dig deep enough and it's there, the only thing you'll really see on me is two arrests early eighties for the keeper of house of prostitution, late seventy, early eighties, keeper house of prostitution.
That's all that's gonna pop on me. So you know, we would arrange you's like, can okay, you're on take one for the uron tonight, you're taking one for the team. We'll take the bust and give us a call afterwards and we'll come get you. So so I took two of those and the girls would come with me, and you know, a little party, everybody'd be laughing, having a good time, and you know, but had to take the bust.
But here I am kind young, not thinking it's as smart as I was, is as fucking dumb as I was, because I would use my name, your real name, my real name, and you know, I don't know came over me, but I would use my real name while I'm hearing all the girls, you know, using her club names.
And so now that shit's on your record forever.
Yeah, so no, it's not my fucking record, and I can't shake any But at this point, really it doesn't make a difference.
Not many people have keeper of a house of constitution, and I got two.
Keeper of a house of prostitution, not seeing any greeting cards at the supermarket for that lovely badge of honor. If only that was as bad as it got for Kenny, maybe things would be different for all of us. But unfortunately that's where this fairy tale ends. With several years in the outfit under his belt and a few successful busts to boot, Kenny was a rising star in the crew and word was getting around that he could handle himself.
The club became his world, and he made friends with the other guys who worked there.
You know, it was like an office, you know, hanging out around the water cooler, just bullshit, you know, that type of thing. It were not any different. It was just you know, there's not there's still human beings. They may be animals some of them, and grease balls and narcissists and sociopaths, but there's still human beings. You know.
There was Billy the bartender, the.
Old, thick Southern accent. Cowboy, had the old belt, the old belt, buckle, jeans, cowboy boots, lanky, tall, lanky and muscular, a guy you do not want to fuck with. I was afraid of this guy, and I was afraid of nobody. This guy worried me because those tall, lanky ones. Boy, there's a lot of time before that fist hits you. We hit you in the right spot, that's it. You're done for. So this guy kind of scared me. Plus he was just strong, just a strong, dumb hillbilly, but a great guy.
Sam, the younger brother of Ken's crew boss Jack Erickson brother was.
A good guy, you know, I just he didn't belong in the business. I did like him a lot. He wasn't like other all social paths, narcissistic maniacs that were in the mob. A little overweight. Quiet wanted to be like his brother, but he couldn't be like his brother, so that kind of bothered him. Things went bad at a club, he couldn't handle it. He just didn't belong in a business. But that's you know, that's the way he was.
Jack's brother and Danny in a low level doorman.
Dan was just a fat guy, loved to eat. Typical grease ball, kind of unkept though for a grease ball. A jovial, nice guy, you know. Yeah, he was a door guy. Yeah, we were door guys. I would relieve him and he would relieve me. You know, work a morning shift, I'd relive a bit of nights. Or I'd work a night shift. He'd relieve me on a graveyard shift. Yeah,
just something like that. We were leaving each other. So he stay at talk, you know, chat, just like any job, you stay and talk to your you know, it was a job. You know, chat it up, a little bit, mess around with the girls. You know, I have fun with them, a little not sexual fun, but just goof around, you know, just like an office.
One night, while Danny was working the door, a gunman broke in and robbed the cash box. Everybody was, of course questioned, including Ken, who wasn't working that night and had a credible alibi. Eventually it was discovered to be an inside job.
Oh fuck, he did him as somebody. I can't remember who the other person was. Why Danny was working. He had someone come in and robbed the place while he was working, you know, so of course Dan's gonna put up his arms, take the money and leave. And that happened.
Why do you think Dan wanted to rob this place?
Because they were all greedy bastards. Man, Listen, I was taught by Jack pigs get fat, hogs get slaughtered, and that stuck with me, meaning, if you're making a living, take a living. If you're making a good living, take a living, don't be a hog, don't get greedy, you know, be thankful for what you got, because you're gonna get slaughtered. All these guys wanted more, more broads, more dope, more fucking money, more power, more grease ball, more mob you know,
they wanted more, more, more and more and more. Very ambitious people. I guess it's like in the private sector, very ambitious people. But in our business, pigs get fat, hogs get slaughtered, and he got slaughtered.
Danny had to go, and the powers that be felt this was the perfect opportunity to see what young Kenny was made of.
I was there for the setup on the whack for Danny, all right. I think we after he shift one night, we just waited for him out in the parking lot, and you know, we're all friends. He got in the car and it was just one of those you know you're gonna get whacked by your buddy type of thing, you know. So anyway we got him. I got him, and it was you know when when the guy's trust, he was easy to get in the car. Let's go to Denny's, have some breakfast boat next to you know,
he's getting his ass kicked, all right. And got him in the car and drove him to uh one of the chop shops and dropped him off there, and whatever I did with him from there, I don't know. That was the only time I ever had any emotion in any hits, because everybody I hit was a fucking animal, a degenerate psychopath sadistic narcissist that didn't We needed to get rid of that seed. That seed is not good for earth. That seed needed to be destroyed. That's how
bad these people were. So I never had any remorse. The remorse I have now is that it's not my place. It's not my place.
It's not my place. That's what God does. That's not what Ken does. That's God's job. It's not my job.
Yeah, my head is spinning.
I don't know who this man is, and it's now obvious that I never did.
But I want to know. I need to know.
Shut that shut up.
Next week on Crook County.
You could see why he could be an enforcer. I'm blind, rage, out of control, violent person.
He was a freaking crazy man.
Let's Crook County is a production of iHeart Podcasts and Tenderfoot TV in association with Common Enemy. All episodes are written, produced, and hosted by me Kyle Tequila. Executive producers are Donald Albright and Payne Lindsay. Original score by Makeup and Vanity Set. Main title song is called Crush by the band Starry Eyes. End credit song is called No Show, also by the band Starry Eyes.
Sound mix by Cooper Skinner.
Thank you to Orrin Rosenbaum and the excellent team at UTA for their support and to my fearless attorney, Wendy Bench for her guidance. To stay updated on all things Crook County, follow us on all socials at Crook County Podcast, or leave us a voicemail by visiting crookcountypodcast dot com. For more podcasts like Crook County, search Tenderfoot TV on your favorite podcast app or visit Tenderfoot dot tv.
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