The John Glenn story was magical. Paul Tsongas had cancer, but no one knew except family. John Glenn did not know. In order to keep up the facade Paul enlisted me to greet and bring John Glenn down Merrimack Street to Shattuck Street where we were to take the left and meet Paul next to the big wheel at the Mack Building. I met Presidential hopeful John Glenn in front of the SUN Building, the newspaper headquarters, not the skyscraper. Somebody in the Fairburn Building, head stuck out a convenient window, yelled down to Channel 5 reporter, Mary Richardson, “Hey Mary, you’re great!” Other than that the initial crowd was very respectful and kind.
Suddenly, the Ohio Senator stepped out of a car, greeted me and we got ready to walk down Merrimack Street. City Manager Joe Tully, had gotten the two block walk downtown bare of crowds. John Glenn was going to walk down an empty Merrimack Street with just me as company. I was in heaven. John Glenn was taller than I thought, or I was smaller than I thought. We walked with purpose down Merrimack Street and I told the Senator the history of each building we passed, especially St. Anne’s Church. At first, we did not talk, so I gathered it was my duty to tell him about the history of the area. I told him about the death of Kirk Boott in front of St. Anne’s. He was interested. I pointed over to the high school. I talked about the 1893 building and pointed out the new high school wing. I also talked about the new and old City Halls. He did not have many questions. It kept going to my head that I was escorting an American Icon down the street. Finally in front of Palmer’s Ice Cream, he asked about the mill girls and I answered as best as I could.
No one was on the street to take my picture with the first American to orbit the earth. He did it three times. I kind of regreted that, although there was, in the next day’s Lowell SUN, a picture of Mr. Glenn with my father directly behind him. I concluded that my father was a photo hound.
Eventually, it was time to turn onto Shattuck Street and there was a huge crowd held back by a police line. Paul popped out of the big wheel and smiled broadly, Mr. Glenn smiled just as broadly. My solitary walk with John Glenn was over. We went to the Market Mills, John Glenn pleased with the size of the crowd. He stood on the ramp in front of the LTC and gave a speech. I remember he said, “You know, I have to call members of the Senate ‘Honorable’ but there is one man here that needs to be called ‘Honorable’ and I mean it. Paul Tsongas is honorable. He is one of the few members of the Senate to be called ‘Honorable.’ Paul beamed.
We went into the Market Mills, with Paul and then it was time for Mr. Glenn to tour the Wannalancit Mills with his wife Annie. Vicki and I were picked to accompany the solitary Annie Glenn throughout the newly fixed Wannalancit Mills.
I remember a man, unknown to me, handing the Senator the book, “The Right Stuff,” which Mr. Glenn did not like because he did not like the depiction of himself. Still, John Glenn stopped and signed it. That man died a few years ago, and his book is worth something now.
The thing I remember was that Annie Glenn’s famous stutter did not happen in the entire tour we gave her, and she was very talkative. She was gracious and funny and lucid. I really enjoyed her company.
That was a chapter out of the scrapbook I keep of Mr. Glenn in 1963 when he went into space. I got to take him on a walk. It was great to be related to Paul Tsongas, that was for sure. The most famous pilot in history walked down the street with me and I was proud to be honored as his tour guide.