Friday, August 16, 2019
My first memory of John. - We were in our late teens in the Fall of 1959. I was on my way into Boston with Robert P. We were going to a college party up on Beacon Hill. It was Robert’s freshmen year in College and he had lots of new friends. Robert told me that we had to pick up John Ingeme in Medford. We drove to Albin St and picked up John. We exchanged greetings. Before I started to drive I turned to Robert and said where too. He said, let’s go to Beacon Hill and Party. I said what about Jimmy, where do we pick him up. Robert said Jimmy, Jimmy who? Do you see where this is going? Robert said John Ingeme, I heard John an’ Jimmy. We had a good laugh over that and we continued on to the Party. We went to lots of parties (week after week) up on Beacon Hill.
Fast forward a few (?) months - One day John asks me if it’s okay if he calls my sister, Rosemarie, and ask’s her out on a date. Well the rest is history.
I’m not going to say too much more because its been said in the obituary on this web sit. My hat’s off to whoever wrote it, because It covers his life, his accomplishment and his love for those in need.
John and my sister dedicated their lives to provide young Rosemarie a loving sanctuary.
I always enjoyed his laugh.
He will be missed.
