Off topic, but it reminded me of of some incidents from my youth, in Rhode Island.
As a life guard in Lincoln Woods State Park, I, along with other guards, used to spend our off-duty hours in an old lime kiln pit, diving off the edge of the walls, 30 feet high, into the almost infinitely deep water.
About 20 feet down in the water was a ledge, which then dropped off to another 70 feet of water.
This was in the mid 1950's, a time when the mafia was in control of much of Rhode Island crime, and some of the government.
The head of the crime mob was Ray Patriarca, and the center of his activity was Federal Hill in Providence... just a few miles from the state park.
Interesting history of Patriarca here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raymond_L.S._Patriarca
Anyway, we knew some of the mob, who came to our pond to swim and sell bootleg cigarettes. You just didn't fool around with these guys, even though some of them were pretty nice and friendly. Twice, during those 4 years, one of our guards dove off the edge of "Lime Kiln", and found a car on the "ledge"... cars with mob victims in them. The police were never able to pin the hits on Patriarca, but we sure knew.
Sorry for the thread highjack, but when memories come back, ya just wanna share them.
