They used to spend every day together. Except Sundays.
Whitey Bulger took Sundays off. He was very traditional like that.
Whitey and Kevin Weeks walked around Castle Island together, mentor and protege, talking life, talking business, talking trash. Then they’d do crime. Shake down drug dealers. Put guns to people’s heads or some other body part. Kevin says they did the occasional murder, and that usually meant Kevin got dirty, because he was Whitey’s gravedigger.
Whitey groomed Kevin like the boxer Kevin was, bringing him along slowly, drawing him in gradually, like a game fish.
Whitey first noticed Kevin when Kevin was knocking guys out at Triple O’s, Whitey’s hangout on West Broadway, where Kevin worked as a bouncer. Whitey took a shine to him. Kevin was a brawler, but he was no dummy. Two of his brothers came out of the Old Colony projects in Southie and went to Harvard.
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