Roy DeMeo: Organized Crime
In his junior year at Massapequa High School, word circulated that Al's father had been found dead in the trunk of his car, but nobody really knew the details. Now, 19 years later, Al has filled in the blanks. He has written a book about growing up in Massapequa as the son of Roy DeMeo, one of the Mafia's most feared hit men.
DeMeo owned a Brooklyn tavern at 4021 Flatlands Ave. that he named the Gemini Lounge. During this time he recruited another psychopathic killer named Henry Borelli. DeMeo was a gun nut and he stored an impressive arsenal of machineguns, automatic rifles, and silencers in a storeroom at the lounge. He installed his cousin, crew member Joseph “Dracula” Guglielmo, into the adjoining apartment as a security procedure to prevent the NYPD cops and/or FBI from planting listening devices. The building is still there, and in an ironic twist, it is now the Purpose Life Church. Like the Jimmy Burke crew meeting at the nearby Bamboo Lounge, the DeMeo crew came in almost every day and drank, planned scores, critiqued past scores, gossiped as any mafia crew might do at their social club. Roy DeMeo had once worked as a butcher in his early life, and some mob historians claim the Gemini Lounge was more like the killing floor in a slaughterhouse except they killed and butchered humans instead of pigs. I remember a Sopranos’ episode where they cut up Richie Aprile’s body in Satriale’s Pork Store using the utensils normally used for the pork. The FBI claimed the DeMeo crew was responsible for as many as 200-300 murders from the mid-1970s to the early 1980s. Law enforcement often described the Demeo crew as the deadliest and most feared Mafia crew of the 5 Families in New York. They were described as “sadistic homicidal maniacs,” “the crazy killers,” “ice-cold murderous maniacs,” “lethal animals,” “barbaric psychopaths,” and “brutal psychopathic killers.” Law Enforcement at the time estimated the DeMeo crew contained over 40 men who were each trying to outdo each other as vicious, ruthless, bloodthirsty psychopathic killers.
They killed for profit and for pleasure, following cold-blooded plans and wild whims, from the mean streets of New York to the Florida Gold Coast, and from coast to coast.