This book is a treasure and a gift.
Vince Copley is an Aboriginal man who was born in 1936. As such, he has lived through a pretty key period in Australian history, especially as it pertains to the treatment of our indigenous First Nations people. In this book he describes his life, from his childhood on a Mission and then in a boy's home, and into adulthood, so much of which was dedicated to furthering the rights and social standing of his people.
Both Vince and co-author Lea McInerney describe how this book was written by way of many chats over many cups of tea. McInerney has done a wonderful job of preserving Vince's very clear voice in the telling of his story. The simple, conversational prose truly makes you feel like you're sitting right there, having a chat with a wonderful, humble and interesting friend.
In McInerney's afterword is a passage that to me really encapsulated the person Vince comes across as in this book:
"Once he'd seen a few chapters, he had a sense of how it was shaping up. 'I'm the storyteller, you're the writer, and this is our book,' he said to me. From early on, he wanted to include my name on the book's cover because he saw it as work that neither of us could complete without the other. This for him was reconciliation in action - black and white working alongside each other on shared interests and projects."
Vince truly embodies the concept of "looking for the helpers". He lived through a time when Aboriginal people had their movements restricted by the government, who they were allowed to walk down the street with - they weren't even classed as human citizens in the census. And yet he pours so much of his focus on the helpers. On the people of all colours who welcomed him, gave him opportunities and friendship, became family. At the end of his incredible, eventful life, in which he'd undoubtedly experienced struggle and heartache and injustice, he looked back and mostly felt blessed and loved. He has a humbling, heartfelt perspective that deserves the wider audience of this book.
By the end of reading this, I almost felt like I'd lost a friend I'd only just made. Vince left us in January 2022, aged 85, and I'm so glad he was able to get his story told before he went.
I have to say though, his wife Brenda was a saint with some of the things she put up with, holding the fort at home. She was honestly my favourite "character" in this whole book. Even though she doesn't actually get a huge amount of page time, somehow I had the sense from the moment she entered the story, that she was somehow there between the lines the whole rest of the story. I think she was a strong lady.
I learnt a lot of things I didn't know about how Aboriginal people were treated in the 40s and 50s, and the ways that evolved. More importantly, I feel like I met a wonderful human being. Highly recommend this book to literally anyone.