THE GYPSY KNOWS ALL!

I was just listening to Dinah Shore sing the old song: "The Gipsy."  That reminded me of a mysterious true event that I have blogged about before.

Since some folks may not have heard the details, let me tell them again.

It was 1955, and I had one more year to spend as a "flyboy" in Germany.  My future bride, Elaine wrote me almost every day and today her letter was amazing.

She and her mother were exiting from mass at Saint Anthony Catholic Church when they noticed that a troop of Gypsies had set up shop in an empty store across the street.

Elaine's mother talked Elaine into visiting the Gypsies for a reading.  Elaine thought that Gypsy predictions were a "bunch of hooey," but her mother believed in them unconditionally.

After "greasing the palm" of one Gypsy, that lady gave her predictions.  She told Elaine that someday she would get married. Not a bad guess for a beautiful "zaftig" young lady.

Then, she made this fantastic prediction for Elaine's mother:  "Six years from now, you will travel to  Baltimore, Maryland, to visit with your new-born granddaughter!"

WHAT!  WHERE?

Elaine and her mother did not even know where Baltimore was located.  They lived in Massachusetts, almost 500 miles away in "terra incognito."  They laughed and laughed at how stupid that Gypsy could be, shaking mother's belief in Gypsy predictions.

BUT... THE CRAZY PREDICTION CAME TRUE!

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As Dinah Shore sings: "You gotta believe the Gipsy."

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