Notorious Legends of the Past
(One in a series of articles by Nancy Burgess originally printed in the no longer published HOMETOWN Lake Zurich magazine.)
Every community has their notorious
members of the past and Ela township is no exception. One such
character from the past was Terry Druggen, who lived on Long Grove
Road, off of Rand Road, from the early 1930s through the early
1950s.
Terry Druggen, before moving to what is now the Kildeer area, was an
associate of Al Capone. He and another man, Frankie Lake, were
leaders of the "Valley Gang" who controlled an area between Cicero
and Chicago's little Italy during the prohibition. Gang members
drove around in Rolls Royces, and bootlegging made Druggen and Lake
millionaires. In 1932 they were both, as was Al Capone, jailed for
tax evasion.
Around 1933, Druggen bought a home for his mother. And upon his
release from prison, having lost his earlier power, he retired to
that home on today's Long Grove Road.
Druggen was well known to local residents. He was advancing in years
and not in the best of health. Druggen carried an oxygen tank with
him wherever he went, and being a small wiry man to begin with, he
inspired a rather unimpressive image to area residents. Pat West who
worked in a shop in Barrington remembered, "He had a creaky voice,
and with the oxygen tank, he was really pathetic. It was hard to
believe he was the same man that the newspapers glorified so much."
Another area resident, Gloria Paul, worked in her grandfather's
store on Quentin's comers. "I remember he would come to the store
frequently, and each time he had a different beautiful woman
accompany him: a blond, a brunette, or a redhead. They were
supposedly his nurses. Rumors said he had an iron lung in his home
and that whenever the "feds" showed up at the door, Druggen would
jump in the iron lung and the nurses would report, 'Mr. Druggen has
been in his iron lung all day."'
In 195 1, Norma Sayles, current owner of the Village Tavern in Long
Grove, purchased the home from Druggen on Long Grove Road. Druggen
moved his mother and his entourage next door into another home he
had built on the neighboring 80 acres. As a neighbor, Druggen was
memorable. He had three women working for him: one was his nurse,
one his secretary, and one was his housekeeper. He also had a
butler, named George, who kept an eye on the place. He was the one
to raise the flag to signal whether or not it was safe for Druggen
to return home.
Norina's son, who was about 4 years old at the time, became friends
with Druggen's mother and the girls. They had taken a liking to him,
thinking he was a sweet little boy, and would serve him lemonade and
cookies. One day Nonna's son took a fall near the Druggens' and cut
his forehead. The nurse saw the accident and ran to his aid. She
stitched up the wound on his forehead and then called Norma. Norma
followed up with her own doctor who, upon seeing the stitches, told
her that a plastic surgeon could not have done as nicely.
Another adventure that Norma had with Druggen involved guns. Keep in
mind that when they moved into the house they noticed bullet holes
in the downspouts--the sound of gunfire was commonplace. One day
Norma looked out her window and saw her dog chasing some of
Druggen's sheep in the nearby field. Next, she heard a shot and saw
the dog let out a yelp and begin to limp.
Norma ran out to the field, scooped up her injured dog and headed
for her car. She saw Druggen getting into his own car and take off
down Long Grove Road, which was only a gravel road with barely two
lanes. Norma, determined to stop Druggen before he got to Rand Road,
pulled around him and blocked his vehicle.
Druggen was shocked to see that it was Norma who jumped out of the
car. He then apologized profusely for wounding her dog and offered
to pay for the veterinarian bill.
The dog, who was pregnant, survived and gave birth to two puppies.
When Norma went to pay the bill, the vet said that Druggen had
already taken care of it.
Even the notorious have their homes, and are neighbors to someone.
Each character of the past make up the fabric of our communities and
provide us with memories for future generations.