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Murder in Canaryville: The True Story Behind a Cold Case and a Chicago Cover-Up
Murder in Canaryville: The True Story Behind a Cold Case and a Chicago Cover-Up
Murder in Canaryville: The True Story Behind a Cold Case and a Chicago Cover-Up
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Murder in Canaryville: The True Story Behind a Cold Case and a Chicago Cover-Up

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The grandson and great-grandson of Chicago police officers, Chicago Police Detective James Sherlock was CPD through-and-through. His career had seen its share of twists and turns, from his time working undercover to thwart robberies on Chicago's L trains, to his side gig working security at The Jerry Springer Show, to his years as a homicide detective. He thought he had seen it all. But on this day, he was at the records center to see the case file for the murder of John Hughes, who was seventeen years old when he was gunned down in a park on Chicago's Southwest Side on May 15, 1976. The case had haunted many in the department for years and its threads led everywhere: Police corruption. Hints of the influence of the Chicago Outfit. A crooked judge. Even the belief that the cover-up extended to hizzoner himself—legendary Chicago Mayor Richard J. Daley. Sherlock, expecting to retire within a year, had a dream assignment: working cold cases for the Chicago office of the FBI. And with time for one more big investigation, he had chosen this stubborn case. More than forty years after the Hughes killing, he was hopeful he could finally put the case to rest. Then the records clerk handed Sherlock a thin manila folder. A murder that had roiled the city and had been investigated for years had been reduced to a few reports and photographs. What should have been a massive file with notes and transcripts from dozens of interviews was nowhere to be found. Sherlock could have left the records center without the folder and cruised into retirement, and no one would have noticed. Instead, he tucked the envelope under his arm and carried it outside.

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Release dateJan 12, 2021
ISBN9781641602846

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  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Totally believable story, as I should know. I was born and spent my young years in Canaryville, on the south end, near 47th street and Wallace. My grandparents lived there until they transitioned, and I spent many summers there with them until I joined the military in 1970. I knew Canaryville's front, back, and sides. Hot summers sitting on the front porch, keeping an eye on the neighbors, sipping a cold one. Playing in the open fire hydrants and blocking up the sewers with cardboard so we could create little rivers. Hearing the scoreboard go off at Comiskey Park when someone hit a home run. Sunday morning mass at St. Gabe's, three rows back and center from the altar. Nothing came close to Canaryville. Nothing and nowhere.

    Was there a rivalry between Bridgeport and Canaryville - you're dam skippy. We were working class, they were something else. My uncle worked at the stockyards, neighbors too, and some worked at the coal yard on 47th and Halstead. Heck, our doctor was on 47th and Union. We shopped at the Hi-Lo foods store across from the doc's office. And Tilden HS was less than a block away. My aunt owned a tavern on 50th and Union. It was our neighborhood and our neighbors. Reading this was like coming home in a way.

    Although I didn't venture to Boyce park, I knew enough to stick to St Gabe's and the hood. My father was also a policeman, so I heard many, many a tale about corruption at all levels of the city government, CPD, CFD, and the city council. My cousin is named in this book, John Knight, a great cop who met an untimely, and tragic death at the hands of human scum cop killers. Alderman Ed Burke is another familiar name, having known about him via another cousin and friend of his. We began hearing "Eddie" when he was a cop. All too familiar. My father was on the scene at the Chicago Ampatheter serving as the logistics officer for the entire charade - The Democratic National Convention. The head-bashing going on in Grant Park was outside of his field of authority, thank the Good Lord. His battle was with the politicians.

    As a Lieutenant. He had the inside story of just about everything that went on in the city in those days. Thank God he retired in 1983 unscathed, although he did spend some time as a cop-buster as head of the IAD for a short time.

    Nothing in these pages came close to raising an eyebrow from me. It is one of a thousand stories of police corruption, crooked politics, disadvantaged citizenry, and hard-working people that got short-shrift all too often in that "city by the lake." I left there at the age of 19 and never looked back, other than the trips in for funerals, births, and communion parties. A great depiction of the truth in so many ways. Bravo!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
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    Great reporting. A thorough investigation into an unsolved murder and byzantine Chicago politics.

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