My Life as a Gypsy

WHEN God paints his pictures you had better keepdenominations was one of disgust for their hypocrisy.
quiet. Look with your eyes, but keep your foolishThis influenced my own religious thinking for many
tongue still!" My Aunt Lila counseled me in this wayyears. To her, some priests were hypocritical
while I was still a young boy as we stood in awe of a"so-and-so's"; money-grabbing clergymen she viewed
particularly beautiful sunrise. This was typical Gypsyas "unclean as a goose's excrement," and she did not
thinking regarding God and his marvelous creativemind telling them so.
works.She also instilled in my young mind a strong distaste
We believed in a Creator and had a sincere respectfor violence. Never will I forget the scolding she gave
for him, even though in a simple, childish sort of way.me one day. A lady to whom we were selling goods
Our philosophy of life was that the satisfying of ourhad asked me what I was going to be when I grew
daily needs always depended on a Creator, God.up. Having been attracted by the uniforms on men in
Hence, we would never think of ill-treating the lovelythe armed services, I told her that I wanted to become
creatures inhabiting the forests, streams, lakes anda soldier. My aunt told me she never wanted to hear
seas. They were his creations, and we were glad tome say such a thing again, and if I ever did appear at
recognize that fact.her door in a military uniform I had better just keep on
A further part of our philosophy and way of life couldtraveling! She impressed upon me that no human
be summed up in the old adage: "Tomorrow willcreature had the right to shed blood in man-made
always take care of itself!" For this reason our life waswars.
easygoing and generally peaceable. We would putWhile growing up I began to observe the hypocrisy of
forth effort to meet only present needs. With thesethe clergy for myself. World War II was approaching,
satisfied, we would relax and enjoy life with ourand it became very evident how they shared in
families and the closeknit society of our own people.recruiting young men for war. One approached my
We would use the world to make a living, but beyondaunt to ask her to let me join, and she told him off in
that we would not involve ourselves with it. Its politicalno uncertain terms.
squabbles were not our concern.The more I came into association with so-called
Life as a Gypsy Boyreligious people, the more I was impressed with the
From the East Anglia section of England, where I washypocrisy of world religion. Young men would get
born, I traveled with my aunt in a Gypsy group all overdrunk and indulge in wild revelries on a Saturday
the British Isles. I was taught to have real respect forevening and then go to Mass on Sunday morning. The
older persons, always addressing older males asfact that they supposedly got their sins forgiven, only
"uncle" and older females as "aunt." Never was Ito carry on in the same immoral way in the days
allowed to call them by their first names. In my laterpreceding the next Sunday Mass, disgusted me.
years I have always been grateful for the disciplineA Different Kind of Religion
given me whenever I was disrespectful of my aunt'sBy 1942 I was married. One day I came home and my
authority.wife told me that two women had called and talked to
Gypsy children are never allowed to run loose, so Iher about the Bible and its promises for a better future.
was not. My aunt loved me and kept me busy. SheBeing inclined to ridicule anything that smacked of
took me with her to pick watercress, mushrooms andreligion, I showed no desire to discuss the matter. Later,
berries, and the next day we would peddle these fromin northern Scotland, a man called at our camp and
house to house or take them to a nearby market.played a Gramophone record for my wife while I was
Part of our making a living was for my aunt and me toaway. It really impressed her that the man had the
go to farms to buy piles of manure. After putting it incourage to play a record exposing world religion as a
bushel baskets, we would peddle it from door to doorsnare and a racket. My wife gave the man a meal
among people who had small flower or vegetablebefore he went on his way.
gardens.Later, when we were around Newcastle in England
During my early training, petty thievery was indulged inagain, my wife suggested we try to find these people
by my aunt and others in our camp. Hence, I learnedbecause she felt they had spoken the truth. But shortly
dishonesty, including how to make shady deals toafterward we moved to Canada, where I thought it
benefit myself financially. Once, while a youth, Imight be possible to make a better living.
befriended a lad whose parents were not Gypsies. HisRearing Children
mother was dying of tuberculosis, and the family wasMeanwhile, I was raising my family. I took my son along
so poor that they had little food to eat. Desiring towith me in my business, which was then buying and
provide her with some strengthening nourishment, Iselling scrap metal. When enough scrap metal was
took my friend along to a nearby chicken pen wherecollected to sell to a dealer, I would give my boy a pile
we appropriated a nice plump hen. I gave it to myof his own and let him deal it off, but under my
friend to take home, but the father made his son returnsupervision to make sure he did not get gypped. Thus
the feathered booty to me upon learning that it hadhe was trained to make his way in life.
been stolen.My wife provided our daughter typical Gypsy training,
Early Religious Training and Viewsteaching her to cook, wash clothes, mend and care for
My aunt's simple faith in God always made a stronga baby so that she would eventually make a good
impression on my mind. At the end of day she wouldwife for a Gypsy husband. My wife also trained her in
have me kneel beside her as she gave thanks to Godpeddling linens. She would take her to the warehouses
as our daily Provider-even though we may have stolenwhen making purchases so she could observe how
a rabbit or the mushrooms, watercress and berriesthis business was transacted. In addition, an uncle
from other people's property!taught our daughter how to become adept at making
Most Gypsies with whom I was familiar belonged to aflowers out of wood. Thus when accompanying her
religious denomination, such as the Methodist Church,mother from house to house, if the linens were not
the Church of England or the Roman Catholic Church,accepted, she would offer her "flowers," making a little
but my aunt had no use for organized religion in anymoney for herself.
form. Her attitude toward the clergy of various