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About John Joseph Glennon
From notes from Aunt Kathleen, John Glennon (Katherine Glennon Byrnes) brother, settled in San Francisco, California. He went by Jack. According to Aunt Kathleen's notes, he had a daughter Ellen, and a son John Jr. and possibly 2 more children.
From an email from Francis Xavier Glennon June 22, 2011. John Glennon's son..
John Joseph my dad was born in1893. He left Ireland in 1912. I have a photo taken about that time. He told me he had a ticket for the Titanic but his father asked him to stay a bit longer at home. I guess I wouldn't be communicating now if he had used that ticket. I guess grandfather figured he would never see any of his kids again. Dad came over on the Cymric to Boston Mass. and with the help of his brother in law Peter Skeffington got a job at Hanley's Brewery in Providence RI. He was in the Navy briefly in 1918. I asked him what he did with his uniform and he said he gave it to Katie so she could cut it up for clothes for her kids. He studied radio at Harvard College. I remember him reciting the morse code. In 1920 he was back at the brewery but with Prohibition decided to come West after the brewery closed. He had very large biceps for an average sized man. When I asked him how he got those he said from stirring the brew in the big vats. He spent time in Eureka Ca selling auto parts and moved down to Los Angeles in the 20's. He got a job in the desert working at the Murphy Brother's garage in Needles Ca. He said he enjoyed his time in the desert( no screaming kids). By 1930 he was in SF and working in the service station business. By 1940 he owned two service stations in SF's Mission District. He married in 1942 at the age of 49. He had met my mother through the Skefingtons she was about 32. We came along in quick succession Ellen in 44, John in 45, me in 46 and Mary in1949. He sold his businesses and bought income property so he could help my mother with us kids. This way he could be home part of the time. He was a very honest, patient and kind man. I wish I had his patience. He was always conscious of setting a good example for us. He died in 1976 suffering briefly from the effects of lung disease (service station work) which but a strain on his heart.