Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Manya Louie Jack "The Baron" Gorman

I just heard that my good friend, my brother Jack "The Baron" Gorman died last Tuesday. Jack was every bit a Traveller, as proud of his people's history and place on this world as any member of a royal family. Jack began a branch of the Irish Traveller Movement in the United States, having linked up with the ITM in Europe. He wrote to them of the conditions of Travellers here. Proud to be Traveller, proud to be Gypsy. He remembered the horse drawn days in America, and was a great story teller ... stories of horse trading (he sold his father a horse his father owned once... ) and the richness of nomadic life in America.If anyone knows him in Indiana, I hope they see he has a broken wheel placed on his grave. Lasho drom, prala.
Jack, ya died too young, shem, we hardly knew ye.


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