You sit in your car driving in the outskirts of Philadelphia when you suddenly pull over to double check that you are on the right road... You reach into the glove compartment and pull out a written invitation for the event you are on your way to attend.. The invitation reads:

Dear Mafiosi,


I am happy to announce the grand opening of the Philadelphia Golf Club - An exclusive country club for made men and above in a secluded area just outside of the city.


You, my friend, are among the selected few to participate in our opening gala next Saturday, November 7th 1929.


The evening features will include: a short tour where you will experience what the place has to offer, a five course dinner and last but not least, hours of great live music and a surprise act (some of you may know them from their performance at the Liberty Bell Showroom).

Each guest, of course, may bring his/her spouse along and you will be able to subscribe for annual memberships at the gala.


We at the Philadelphia Golf Club look forward to seeing you next Saturday for an eventful night.

You check the address and confirm that you are on the right way.. A few minutes later you arrive at the gates of the club and a guard walks up to you.. After showing him the invitation, he opens the gates and lets you drive through..

Driving through the front yard you notice the old fountains spraying the water lilies illuminated by colored lights in the bottom of the ponds.. Beautiful.. Parking the car and approaching the main entrance you are captivated by the elegance of this place as small torches illuminate the rustic facade of the charming building..

"Good evening ma'am, sir... Welcome to the Philadelphia Golf Club.. My name is Arsenal" The well-dressed mafioso is confident in his posture as he escorts you inside the main hall of the club.. You hear a familiar chatter coming from the crowd so you grab a glass of champagne and go socialize with your friends..

After half an hour the tour begins..

The Philadelphia Golf Club has an 18 hole course and an 18 hole par 3 course as well as a driving range for practicing. The grass is under constant care with a staff of 10 workers who make sure your surroundings are perfect for golfing.

For the mafiosi that want to play golf but do not know how to, we offer private courses arranged according to your schedule.


In addition to golfing, the club has extensive facilities such as a swimming pool, a ballroom, a bar and a restaurant, where chef Falcone is responsible for giving you the most delicate gastronomic experience you have ever had.


Basically, this is the place for you if you like golf, swimming, dancing and/or relaxing with good service, drinks and gourmet dishes.


The club will be arranging different events as well so stay posted! All members will be notified about the upcoming events by mail.


Prices (annual subscriptions):

Made Man: $150

Capo: $100

Boss: $75

Consig: $50

Don: $25

GM/F: free of charge


Members of Philadelphia families have been granted a free year of membership!

Mad-Frank walk's through the main doors, Remove's his hat and coat then hang's them up on the already packed coat rack. He then proceeds toward the Bar, Take's a seat :

Barman: What 'll it be sir

Frank: I'll take a couple of beer's, It's been a long day. Say where is everyone?

Barman: Mr.Arsenal is giving a guided tour of the course, They shall be back shortly sir.

Frank: Thank's buddy, i'll wait over there until they return.

Mad-Frank pay's for his drink's, And slip's a little something for the barman into his breast pocket, Before strolling into the far corner and taking a seat.

Auset walks in a sees Mad-Frank sitting at the far corner, he walks up to the barman orders a scotch and walks out into the green fields carrying with him his golf club

Are you coming ? Auset shouted to Mad-Frank

Yeah sure Auset i'll be right there, Waiter could you get someone to fetch my clubs from my car, And bring them to the green, Thanks.

Mad-Frank stand's up light's a fine hand rolled cuban cigar and walk's toward the green.

*walks in and notices the requirement to enter*

I hope I'll be there one day

-Earlier that Month-"Daddy .. Daddy this letter came for you this morning" Zaza's son Marc said as his father finally came out of the bedroom,

"Did you open the door ? I told you not to !" Zaza said strict when he noticed that someone had to sign for this envelope, then lowered his voice, "besides I get lot's of letters, what is so special about this one ?" he asked as he tossed it on the table and started making breakfast.

Marc picked it up, and opened it, then he started to read it out loud at the end  of the letter it said "You, my friend, are among the selected few to participate in our opening gala next Saturday, November 7th 1929." 

"Wow I am going to a Gala .. never been to one .." Marc said as he starred at the letter, Zaza walked over with his toast and with a quick move he took the letter out of Marc's hand, "Your forgetting something ... it's my invitation."

"Please Dad, can I come ?" He asked."I'll ask Boss Arsenal, if he has no objections you can come." He said as he finished his toast "I got to run, go to Uncle Tony and behave !" Zaza said as he put on the jacket of his suit."I'll behave if I can come to the Gala" Marc said and folded his arms."What made you think I was asking you to behave" Zaza replied, picked up another toast and put it in his mouth before he walked out the door

Hey Mad-Frank and Auset... Good to see you here! And I will hopefully see you playing some golf after the gala..

Zaza, the invitation is for you plus one so it is up to you to decide whether to bring your spouse or your son... As long as you enjoy yourselves.. 

and fishy... almost forgot.. yes, work hard and I hope to see you here soon enough.. be safe..

I've attended all ready for a pre-opening tour. It's great Arsenal, and I don't even play golf! All the other things to do and the relaxing I can do there will put it in my top lists of favorite places to be.

-Opening Night-

"Dad thank you so much for taking me with you" Marc said as they walked on the terrain.

"Just be repectful to everyone, make sure you thank Boss Arsenal when you see him" Zaza said as he took a cigar out of the pocket of his suit.

"Yeah .. Yeah" Marc replied

"I am serious, everyone present on this Gala deserves respect, unless it's someones scumbag son" Zaza grinned as he lit his cigar

"Hey .. I am NOT .. a scumbag" Marc replied as he folded his arms, then he looked at his Dad "Can I have one of those ?"

"Cigar ?" Zaza asked and Marc nodded "No"

"I won't smoke it, honest .. it would look cool" Marc explained and pretended to smoke .. 

Zaza pushed him away "Go look around .. I'll see you later" Marc walked away and Zaza made his way to the main hall, he took a glass of Champagne, he looked around for a familiar face and found Arsenal, he walked up to him and smiled "Awesome place you have here, I can't wait for the Tour" 

slowly walks the perimeter of the golf club..

suddenly stops and stares up and hears the laughter mixed with the low hum of fine silver clanking and the soft strums of violins playing..

says aloud"  i will join you soon my friends i am not destined to be a wiseguy forever the time will come for me to join your ranks so i too can celebrate" 

slowly starts to walk his beat on the perimeter again