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Racoon Lodge

Members of the Bensonhurst Chapter

Ralph Kramden
Ed Norton
Frank Brady
Red Courtney
Brother Casey
Brother Donovan
Brother Durgom
Brother Garrity
Brother Gavin
Brother Hurdle
Brother Kennedy
Brother Poss
Brother Smithers

Brother Carlyle-President
Brother Cassidy
Joe Rumsey/Munsey
Jerry Shor
Frank Magillicutti
Brother Hanley
Brother Stevens
Charlie Sullivan
George Williams
F. Ruggerio
BrotherFlaherty
Jack Philbin


Racoon History

The Racoons were founded in 1907 by Toots Mondello and Herman Hildebrand, and have 300 members in the Bensonhurst chapter. They are formally known as "The International Order of Friendly Racoons", "The International Order of Friendly Sons of the Racoons", & "The International Order of Loyal Racoons." The annual dues are $4 (raised from $2). They have held conventions in Switzerland, Chicago, and Minneapolis. They also hold an annual picnic, an annual dance (in which Ralph was once chairman and lost all the tickets), a used clothing drive (from which Ed Norton got his vest), an annual costume party, and and annual Clam Bake.

Besides being named Chairman of their annual dance, Ralph has also served as the Racoons treasurer, in which he lost $200 that the lodge collected.

Ed has served as secretary and seargent at arms. He has also been nominated "Racoon of the Year."

The privileges for "Racoon of the Year" are:

Another important title is "Convention Manager". The benefits include going to Chicago for free, and getting a car to drive around in while there.

Racoon Slogan: "E Pluribus Racoon"

Racoon Toast: "Fingers to fingers, thumbs to thumbs, watch out below, here she comes!"

Racoon Lodge Marching Song:
In the west and in the east
There's a mighty little beast
For courage there is no other.

When the chips are all at stake
The Racoon will never break
We are proud to call him brother.

So with our noble tails entwined
And a spirit strong of mind
We'll have hearts that cannot melt.

In the forest, in the trees
On the land or seven seas
We're brothers under the pelt.

Racoons, the noble Racoons.

Racoon Alma Mater
From the hallowed streets of Greenpernt,
To the shores of Sheepshead Bay,
From the Verrazano Narrows,
To Canarsie across the way...
We have come together one and all,
In fellowship to commune,
And to glorify the Grand Exalted Brotherhood of Racoons. [Howl]