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Review 'The Irishman' named�Best Film By National Board Of Review and�New York Film Critics Circle�Sheeran�s confession that he killed Hoffa in the manner described in the book is supported by the forensic evidence, is entirely credible, and solves the Hoffa mystery.� �� Michael Baden M.D., former Chief Medical Examiner of the City of New York�I�m fully convinced � now � that Sheeran was in fact the man who did the deed. And I�m impressed, too, by the book�s readability and by its factual accuracy in all areas on which I�m qualified to pass judgment. Charles Brandt has solved the Hoffa mystery.���Professor Arthur Sloane, author of�Hoffa�Sometimes you can believe everything you read.��� William �Big Billy� D�Elia, successor to Russell Bufalino as godfather of the Bufalino crime family�My source in the Bufalino family . . . read�I Heard You Paint Houses. All the Bufalino guys read it. This old-time Bufalino guy told me he was shocked. He couldn�t believe Sheeran confessed all that stuff to [Brandt]. It�s all true.��� New York Police Department organized crime homicide detective Joseph Coffey�If the made men Brandt rubbed up against during his five years with Sheeran suspected what Sheeran was confessing to him on tape, they�d both have been promptly whacked.��� Joe Pistone, retired FBI deep undercover agent and the author of�Donnie BrascoI Heard You Paint Houses��gives new meaning to the term �guilty pleasure.� It promises to clear up the mystery of Hoffa�s demise, and appears to do so. Sheeran not only admits he was in on the hit, he says it was he who actually pulled the trigger � and not just on Hoffa but on dozens of other victims, including many, he alleges, dispatched on Hoffa�s orders. This last seems likely to spur a reappraisal of Hoffa�s career. . . . Sheeran is Old School, and his tale is admirably free of self-pity and self-aggrandize�ment. Without getting all Oprah about it, he admits he was an alcoholic and a lousy father. His business was killing people, and . . . he did it with little muss, fuss or introspection.���� Bryan Burrough, author of�Public Enemies, in�The New York Times Book Review�One of Sheeran�s virtues was his gift as a storyteller; one of his flaws was his tendency to murder, in mobster jargon, �to paint houses.� . . . Although he professed his loyalty to Hoffa � he said on one occasion, �I�ll be a Hoffa man �til they pat my face with a shovel and steal my cufflinks� ? Sheeran acknowledged that he was the one who killed the Teamsters boss. . . . On July 30, 1975, Hoffa disappeared. Sheeran explains how he did it, in prose reminiscent of the best gangster films.���� Associated Press�I Heard You Paint Houses�is the best Mafia book I ever read, and believe me, I read them all. It�s so authentic.��� Steven Van Zandt, featured actor, �Silvio Dante,� in�The Sopranos�and musician in Bruce Springsteen�s E Street Band��Told with such economy and chilling force as to make The Sopranos suddenly seem overwrought and theatrical.���New York Daily News�Is Sheeran believable? Very . . . and �I Heard You Paint Houses� is a very enjoyable book.���Trial Magazine�A page-turning account of one man�s descent into the mob.���Delaware News Journal�A terrific read.���Kansas City Star Read more From the Inside Flap 'I heard you paint houses' are the first words Jimmy Hoffa ever spoke to Frank 'the Irishman' Sheeran. To paint a house is to kill a man. The paint is the blood that splatters on the walls and floors. In the course of nearly five years of recorded interviews Frank Sheeran confessed to Charles Brandt that he handled more than twenty-five hits for the mob, and for his friend Hoffa. Sheeran learned to kill in the U.S. Army, where he saw an astonishing 411 days of active combat duty in Italy during World War II. After returning home he became a hustler and hit man, working for legendary crime boss Russell Bufalino. Eventually he would rise to a position of such prominence that in a RICO suit then-U.S. Attorney Rudy Giuliani would name him as one of only two non-Italians on a list of 26 top mob figures. When Bufalino ordered Sheeran to kill Hoffa, he did the deed, knowing that if he had refused he would have been killed himself. Sheeran's important and fascinating story includes new information on other famous murders, and provides rare insight to a chapter in American history. Charles Brandt has written a page-turner that is destined to become a true crime classic. Read more About the Author Born and raised in New York City, Charles Brandt is a former junior high school English teacher, welfare investigator in East Harlem, homicide prosecutor, and Chief Deputy Attorney General of the State of Delaware. As a prosecutor, he handled more than 50 homicide proceedings, four of which sent men to death row. In private practice since 1976, Brandt was a criminal defense attorney specializing in homicide for a decade, and has been president of the Delaware Trial Lawyers Association and the Delaware Chapter of the American Board of Trial Advocates. He has been named by his peers to both Best Lawyers in America and Best Lawyers in Delaware. He is a frequent speaker on cross-examination and interrogation techniques for reluctant witnesses. Brandt is the author of a novel based on major cases he solved through interrogation,�The Right to Remain�Silent. He is also the co-author of Joe Pistone's�Donnie Brasco: Unfinished Business�and of Lin DeVecchio's�We're Going to Win This Thing: The Shocking Frame-Up of a Mafia Crime Buster. Read more Excerpt. � Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. �They Wouldn�t Dare� I asked my boss, Russell �McGee� Bufalino, to let me call Jimmy at his cottage by the lake. I was on a peace mission. All I was trying to do at that particular time was keep this thing from happening to Jimmy. I reached out for Jimmy on Sunday afternoon, July 27, 1975. Jimmy was gone by Wednesday, July 30. Sadly, as we say, gone to Australia � down under. I will miss my friend until the day I join him. I was at my own apartment in Philly using my own phone when I made the long-distance call to Jimmy�s cottage at Lake Orion near Detroit. If I had been in on the thing on Sunday I would have used a pay phone, not my own phone. You don�t survive as long as I did by making calls about importantmatters fromyour own phone. I wasn�tmade with a finger. My father used the real thing to get my mother pregnant. While I was in my kitchen standing by my rotary wall phone getting ready to dial the number I knew by heart, I gave some consideration to just how I was going to approach Jimmy. I learned during my years of union negotiations that it always was best to review things in your mind first before you opened your mouth. And besides that, this call was not going to be an easy one. When he got out of jail on a presidential pardon by Nixon in 1971, and he began fighting to reclaim the presidency of the Teamsters, Jimmy became very hard to talk to. Sometimes you see that with guys when they first get out. Jimmy became reckless with his tongue � on the radio, in the papers, on television. Every time he opened his mouth he said something about how he was going to expose the mob and get the mob out of the union. He even said he was going to keep the mob from using the pension fund. I can�t imagine certain people liked hearing that their golden goose would be killed if he got back in. All this coming from Jimmy was hypocritical to say the least, considering Jimmy was the one who brought the so-called mob into the union and the pension fund in the first place. Jimmy brought me into the union through Russell. With very good reason I was concerned for my friend more than a little bit. I started getting concerned about nine months before this telephone call that Russell was letting me make. Jimmy had flown out to Philly to be the featured speaker at Frank Sheeran Appreciation Night at the Latin Casino. There were 3,000 of my good friends and family, including the mayor, the district attorney, guys I fought in the war with, the singer Jerry Vale and the Golddigger Dancers with legs that didn�t quit, and certain other guests the FBI would call La Cosa Nostra. Jimmy presented me with a gold watch encircled with diamonds. Jimmy looked at the guests on the dais and said, �I never realized you were that strong.� That was a special comment because Jimmy Hoffa was one of the two greatest men I ever met. Before they brought the dinner of prime rib, and when we were getting our pictures taken, some little nobody that Jimmy was in jail with asked Jimmy for ten grand for a business venture. Jimmy reached in his pocket and gave him $2,500. That was Jimmy � a soft touch. Naturally, Russell Bufalino was there. He was the other one of the two greatest men that I ever met. Jerry Vale sang Russ�s favorite song, �Spanish Eyes,� for him. Russell was boss of the Bufalino family of upstate Pennsylvania, and large parts of New York, New Jersey, and Florida. Being headquartered outside New York City, Russell wasn�t in the inner circle of New York�s five families, but all the families came to him for advice on everything. If there was any important matter that needed taking care of, they gave the job to Russell. He was respected throughout the country. When Albert Anastasia got shot in the barber�s chair in New York, they made Russell the acting head of that family until they could straighten everything out. There�s no way to getmore respect than Russell got. He was very strong. The public never heard of him, but the families and the feds knew how strong he was. Russell presented me with a gold ring that he had made up special for just three people � himself, his underboss, and me. It had a big three-dollar gold piece on top surrounded by diamonds. Russ was big in the jewelry-fencing and cat-burglar world. He was a silent partner in a number of jewelry stores on Jeweler�s Row in New York City. The gold watch Jimmy gave me is still on my wrist, and the gold ring Russell gave me is still on my finger here at the assisted-living home. On my other hand I�ve got a ring with each of my daughters� birthstones. Jimmy and Russell were verymuch alike. They were solidmuscle from head to toe. They were both short, even for those days. Russ was about 5'8'. Jimmy was down around 5'5'. In those days I used to be 6'4', and I had to bend down to them for private talks. They were very smart from head to toe. They had mental toughness and physical toughness. But in one important way they were different. Russ was very low-key and quiet, soft-spoken even when he got mad. Jimmy exploded every day just to keep his temper in shape, and he loved publicity. The night before my testimonial dinner, Russ and I had a sit-down with Jimmy. We sat at a table at Broadway Eddie�s, and Russell Bufalino told Jimmy Hoffa flat-out he should stop running for union president. He told him certain people were very happy with Frank Fitzsimmons, who replaced Jimmy when he went to jail. Nobody at the table said so, but we all knew these certain people were very happy with the big and easy loans they could get out of the Teamsters Pension Fund under the weak-minded Fitz. They got loans under Jimmy when he was in, and Jimmy got his points under the table, but the loans were always on Jimmy�s terms. Fitz bent over for these certain people. All Fitz cared about was drinking and golfing. I don�t have to tell you how much juice comes out of a billion-dollar pension fund. Russell said, �What are you running for? You don�t need the money.� Jimmy said, �It�s not about the money. I�m not letting Fitz have the union.� After the sit-down, when I was getting ready to take Jimmy back to theWarwick Hotel, Russ took me aside and said: �Talk to your friend. Tell him what it is.� In our way of speaking, even though it doesn�t sound like much, that was as good as a death threat. At the Warwick Hotel I told Jimmy if he didn�t change his mind about taking back the union he had better keep some bodies around him for protection. �I�m not going that route or they�ll go after my family.� �Still in all, you don�t want to be out on the street by yourself.� �Nobody scares Hoffa. I�m going after Fitz, and I�m going to win this election.� �You know what this means,� I said. �Russ himself told me to tell you what it is.� �They wouldn�t dare,� Jimmy Hoffa growled, his eyes glaring at mine. All Jimmy did the rest of the night and at breakfast the next morning was talk a lot of distorted talk. Looking back it could have been nervous talk, but I never knew Jimmy to show fear. Although one of the items on the agenda that Russell had spoken to Jimmy about at the table at Broadway Eddie�s the night before my testimonial dinner was more than enough to make the bravest man show fear. And there I was in my kitchen in Philadelphia nine months after Frank Sheeran Appreciation Night with the phone in my hand and Jimmy on the other end of the line at his cottage in Lake Orion, and me hoping this time Jimmy would reconsider taking back the union while he still had the time. �My friend and I are driving out for the wedding,� I said. �I figured you and your friend would attend the wedding,� Jimmy said. Jimmy knew �my friend� was Russell and that you didn�t use his name over the phone. The wedding was Bill Bufalino�s daughter�s wedding in Detroit. Bill was no relation to Russell, but Russell gave him permission to say they were cousins. It helped Bill�s career. He was the Teamsters lawyer in Detroit. Bill Bufalino had a mansion in Grosse Pointe that had a waterfall in the basement. There was a little bridge you walked over that separated one side of the basement from the other. The men had their own side so they could talk. The women stayed on their side of the waterfall. Evidently, these were not women who paid attention to the words when they heard Helen Reddy sing her popular song of the day, �I Am Woman, Hear Me Roar.� �I guess you�re not going to the wedding,� I said. �Jo doesn�t want people staring,� he said. Jimmy didn�t have to explain. There was talk about an FBI wiretap that was coming out. Certain parties were on the tape talking about extramarital relations his wife, Josephine, allegedly had years ago with Tony Cimini, a soldier in the Detroit outfit. �Ah, nobody believed that bull, Jimmy. I figured you wouldn�t go because of this other thing.� �Fuck them. They think they can scare Hoffa.� �There�s widespread concern that things are getting out of hand.� �I got ways to protect myself. I got records put away.� �Please, Jimmy, even my friend is concerned.� �How�s your friend doing?� Jimmy laughed. �I�m glad he got that problem handled last week.� Jimmy was referring to an extortion trial Russ had just beat in Buffalo. �Our friend�s doing real good,� I said. �He�s the one gave me the go-ahead to call you.� These respected men were both my friends, and they were both good friends to each other. Russell introduced me to Jimmy in the first place back in the fifties. At the time I had three daughters to support. I had lost my job driving a meat truck for Food Fair, when they caught me trying to be a partner in their business. I was stealing sides of beef and chickens and selling them to restaurants. So I started taking day jobs out of the Teamsters union hall, driving trucks for companies when their regular driver was out sick or something. I also taught ballroom dancing, and on Friday and Saturday nights I was a bouncer at the Nixon Ballroom, a black nightclub. On the side I handled certain matters for Russ, never for money, but as a show of respect. I wasn�t a hitman for hire. Some cowboy. You ran a little errand. You did a favor. You got a little favor back if you ever needed it. I had seen On The Waterfront in the movies, and I thought I was at least as bad as that Marlon Brando. I said to Russ that I wanted to get into union work. We were at a bar in South Philly. He had arranged for a call from Jimmy Hoffa in Detroit and put me on the line with him. The first words Jimmy ever spoke to me were, �I heard you paint houses.� The paint is the blood that supposedly gets on the wall or the floor when you shoot somebody. I told Jimmy, �I do my own carpentry work, too.� That refers to making coffins and means you get rid of the bodies yourself. After that conversation Jimmy put me to work for the International, making more money than I had made on all those other jobs put together, including the stealing. I got extramoney for expenses. On the side I handled certain matters for Jimmy the way I did for Russell. Read more
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