NEWS
March 18, 1991 | JOSH GETLIN, TIMES STAFF WRITER
On the night Big Paulie got whacked, John Gotti became a star. It was 5:25 p.m. on Dec. 16, 1985, and a long black Lincoln nosed its way through rush-hour traffic in mid-town Manhattan, halting in front of Sparks Steak House. Paul Castellano, the beefy, big-jowled boss of the Gambino crime family, lumbered out of the car and headed inside for a T-bone dinner. But he never made it to the first course.
NEWS
February 9, 1992 | JOHN J. GOLDMAN, TIMES STAFF WRITER
Hair styled by regular visits to the barber shop at the Metropolitan Correctional Center, creases sharp in his $1,800 suit, silk necktie carefully chosen to coordinate, John Gotti once again is center stage at a high-stakes, high-visibility trial with more than a touch of Hollywood. After winning acquittal three times, the reputed head of the nation's largest organized crime family is the chief attraction in a Brooklyn courtroom.
NEWS
April 27, 1992 | JOHN NEEDHAM, TIMES STAFF WRITER
Lawyer Bruce Cutler is ticked off. For one thing, he figures he's the subject of a federal investigation. For another, his former client, convicted Mafia leader John Gotti, is likely to spend the rest of his life behind bars. Then there's the problem of his current client, Thomas Gionis, who has just gone on trial for a second time for allegedly ordering the beating of his ex-wife and her boyfriend.
NEWS
March 25, 1992 | JOSH GETLIN, TIMES STAFF WRITER
When John Gotti gets mad, Jerry Capeci gets a wake-up call. "Why don't you punch him (Capeci) in the (expletive) mouth?" the New York crime boss fumed during a wiretapped conversation played at his current murder trial. "Make an appointment, I'll punch him in the (expletive) mouth for you, that rat (expletive)." In the long and bloody saga of the "Dapper Don," there are many corpses. Wise guys who crossed the belligerent Gotti and paid the ultimate price.
NATIONAL
June 16, 2002 | JOSH GETLIN, TIMES STAFF WRITER
He was a killer, an arrogant crime boss who inspired fear. But when John Gotti was buried Saturday in an elaborate mob funeral, many New Yorkers hailed him as a hero--a man who had been true to his code. Under drizzling skies, Gotti's gray hearse rolled past his favorite neighborhood haunts and his home in Howard Beach, Queens, before reaching the gates of St. John's Cemetery, where he was laid to rest in a family mausoleum next to his son Frank.
NEWS
September 1, 1998 | PAULA SPAN, WASHINGTON POST
The custom-made black Brioni suit, the elegant, hand-painted silk tie, handkerchief, and Gucci loafers were all part of his image. He looked more like a movie star than a man accused of racketeering and extortion. --From "I'll Be Watching You," by Victoria Gotti * The gentleman described above is, technically speaking, Dimitri Constantinos, a casino developer. He is framed by ambitious, corrupt prosecutors, poor soul, and by villainous turncoats in his own family.