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Jerry McAuley

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Born in Ireland in 1839, Jerry McAuley never knew his father. Since his mother was unable or unwilling to care for him, he went to live with his grandmother at an early age. One of his earliest recollections was of his grandmother on her knees praying the rosary. He would throw things at her and she would get up and curse and swear at him.

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Born in Ireland in 1839, Jerry McAuley never knew his father. Since his mother was unable or unwilling to care for him, he went to live with his grandmother at an early age. One of his earliest recollections was of his grandmother on her knees praying the rosary. He would throw things at her and she would get up and curse and swear at him. He grew up with no supervision and just roamed around stealing and causing trouble wherever he went. At the age of 13 he was sent to New York to live with his sister and brother-in-law. This arrangement didn't last very long and he soon moved out and lived with a family on Water Street in the slums of the Fourth Ward in the Lower East Side of New York City. His main "occupation" by this time was that of a river thief. During the next five to six years, Jerry became one of the most hated ruffians in the neighborhood. He used the proceeds from his thievery to buy clothes and drink. Later he said of himself, "Stealing came natural and easy. A bigger nuisance and loafer never stepped above ground." His lifestyle was the cause of many stays in the local jailhouse, called the tombs. Sometimes he was held only a few days and at other times up to six months. By his late teens, Jerry McAuley had grow to physical maturity. Looking at him one would have to wonder if he wasn't born to be bad. He had a retreating forehead and small deep-set eyes. His wide mouth and heavy projecting nose quickly caught one's attention and could strike fear into the heart of anyone he fixed his gaze upon. His tall, well knit frame with long arms and great hands showed brutal strength. He was such a nuisance that even the rum sellers wanted to get rid of him.