TODAY THE CIRCUS CAME BACK TO TOWN

Today the circus came back to town. I knew it when I heard one of the three AP stringers hum the familiar steam calliope song that is played at the start of every circus that I’ve ever attended. And this one was no exception.

“Ta ta tada dada ta ta dadum.” There was no mustachioed Ring Master, so I took the part.

“Ladies and gentlemen and children of all ages. Let me call your attention to the Center Ring, which today features the Long Island Lolita, Amy Fisher. In Ring Number Two will be the second attraction of the day, Joey Buttafuoco’s wife, Mary Jo. And finally, in Ring Number Three, we have Amy’s mother, Rose Fisher. And please do not overlook our famous side show consisting of a frenzied media mob.”

The circus was indeed back in town. I was somewhat amazed to see the hordes of tv and still cameras in attendance today, in front of a Mineola, Long Island courthouse to document the final (hopefully) chapter of the Amy Fisher/Joey Buttafuoco love affair.

You may recall that several years ago, the love affair between auto repair shop owner Joey with 17 year old Amy made headlines and prime time across the nation and around the world when Amy put a bullet in the head of her lover’s wife, Mary Jo.Fortunately, Mary Jo wasn't killed, but she still carries the bullet lodged in her head. Amy has been in prison ever since and Joey did time for statutory rape.

Today, Mary Jo would announce her forgiveness if Amy would publicly apologize. In return, Amy’s sentence would be reduced to time served. Honestly, folks, I don’t make this stuff up. This case has always had the earmarks of a bad, made for tv movie. In fact, there were three of them made. And all of them were bad. But, getting back to my amazement at the hordes of newspukes in attendance. I thought that everyone capable of carrying a camera, tape recorder or pen and paper was either in Yugoslavia or in Littleton, CO covering that tragedy. I guess I must have underestimated the manpower available in the NY Metropolitan area. When I drove up to the Criminal Courthouse, there were already a forest of tv remote truck antennas spiking into the misty, rainy sky. I was greeted by tv and still photographers whom I haven’t seen in years. That’s one of the peripheral pleasures of this kind of assignment. Getting to see old working friends. I was especially glad to see George Caveliere there. George was one of the nicest tv camera people in the business. He worked for NBC in NY for many years and had to retire a few years ago, due to ill health. But, he looked hale and hearty and he was enjoying seeing some of his associates once more. He told me that he had wanted to see the old gang, once more, and when he heard about this circus he knew this would be his chance to see everyone in one place. He was right.

Most media outlets had two or three crews, including my own. The courthouse has entrances on all four sides of the block square building, and the stars of the show could enter through any of them. Well, Amy was in custody, so she wouldn’t be coming through the north or south doors. She would either be brought in the DA’s door on the west side, or the sheriff's door on the east side. One of the field producers from ABC-TV had gotten a tip from a source inside the sheriff’s office, that the east door would be the place, and she shared this information with Dick Yarwood, one of our stalwart shooters. Dick got to the site early to check it out and caught me on the radio as I left my apartment to head over there. He filled me in and even told me where I could find a good parking spot. We always work well as a team. I owed him coffee already, and the day had barely begun.

In the Center Ring, the star of today’s extravaganza, Amy Fisher, being led out of the Courthouse. ©1999 Newsday Photo By Dick Kraus

In Ring Number Two, Mary Jo Buttafuoco arrives with lawyers. ©1999 Newsday Photo By Dick Kraus

In the Third Ring, Amy’s mother, Rose Fisher, is surrounded by photographers. (That’s Dick Yarwood on the left with the head of white hair and the red jacket.) ©1999 Newsday Photo By Dick Kraus

 

When I met up with him, he suggested that we both concentrate on Amy’s arrival, since we could always get Mary-Jo when she came out of court. So, we lined up with the rest of the media horde outside the sheriff’s door. Dick on one side and I on the other. We always do that so that if one of us misses the shot, the other might have a better angle. As it turned out, neither of us got a good shot, nor did any of the other shooters. As she had done in the past, Amy had her long hair covering her face and all anyone saw of her was a triangular patch of her forehead. Oh, well. Them’s the breaks.

We all ran around to the south entrance to document the arrival of the rest of the circus cast. The first to arrive was Amy’s mother, Rose. Dick shot up close with the wide angle and I stood back on the courthouse steps with a long lens. Dick was able to get off some good close-ups and I got some good shots of Rose surrounded by the mob. In fact, the guy on the left, in my shot, with the white head of hair, is Dick.

It was a short wait for the next act to arrive. Dominic Barbara, the flamboyant attorney who has represented any number of high profile cases on Long Island, was with Mary Jo. They arrived in high style in a stretch limo. A woman backed out of the rear door, and those shooters who hadn’t covered this story before started shooting. And they were rewarded with half a roll of NY Post Photographer Mary McLoughlin who had ridden over in the limo before they realized that it wasn’t Mary Jo. Ahhh, good old Rupert (Murdoch, owner of the Post.) Checkbook journalism. But, that was no big deal. All that she got that the rest of us newspukes didn’t was some very cramped photos of Mary Jo and the attorneys in the limo.

Dick took the curbside with a wide angle lens and struggled and jostled his way as the pack back pedaled their way from the curb to the courthouse. I was working from the top of the courthouse steps with an 80-200 mm zoom. I was hoping to be able to get a shot of Mary Jo surrounded by cameras. Again, we both got off some good shots.

Pity that NY State no longer allows cameras in the court. When this story began, we were allowed in the courtroom with cameras. Now, we were relegated to outside the building or inside the halls.

The attorneys had promised that Mary Jo and Rose Fisher would hold press conferences in the court rotunda after the court session was finished. Dick and I agreed that we should concentrate on trying for an open shot of Amy when the sheriffs took her back to jail. By that time, our office had sent another photographer, John Paraskevas, to bolster our ranks. I had already lined up with the other cameras, facing the sheriff’s door, so John took a side position. Dick stayed inside the courthouse to cover that action.

And don't forget the sideshow. The media mob documents Rose Fisher and lawyers holding a press conference in the courthouse rotunda at the end of the show. ©1999 Newsday Photo By Dick Kraus

 

After a couple of false alarms, the doors finally opened and Amy was escorted down the steps to a waiting car. Hallelujah! This time her hair was brushed back and she walked out with her head up and the motor drives clacked and the video cameras hummed and everyone got a clean shot of the finale.

We went inside and I saw Dick who was shooting the mobbed press conference going on inside. He had gone up to the third floor balcony and had some good mob scene shots from there. I did a couple of “Hail Mary’s“ from the floor, but that was more for this journal, that I knew I was going to write, tonight, than anything for the paper.

When the principals left the arena, John headed back to Newsday but Dick and I headed to Starbuck’s for a much needed shot of caffein. We walked back to the courthouse pressroom with our coffee and said goodbye to associates who were rewinding film or getting ready to go live with stand-ups for the noon tv news shows.

The circus was over and the clowns were tired.

Dick Kraus
< newspix@optonline.net >
General Assignment Photographer
Newsday,
Long Island ,NY
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