As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree,' probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.
There is not a soul who does not have to beg alms of another, either a smile, a handshake, or a fond eye.
I was raised in Chicago and I guess that was one of the special breeding grounds for gangsters of all colors. That was the Detroit of the gangster world. The car industry was thugs.

