Larry Meehan, In Memoriam
“Steve, do you realize we’re standing at the junction of King and Queen Streets?” Larry Meehan asked in his typical animated tone. “No, Larry. Actually, I thought we were dining at a seafood restaurant,” I muttered. “This is the heart of Colonial Boston,” he would say to me, even more passionate. “Where it all happened!” Every conversation I had with Larry Meehan was peppered with some historical tidbit about his beloved city. Sure, he often spoke about the success of his wife and boys, biking around Martha’s Vineyard the week after Labor Day, when most of the crowds were gone, all the new hotels and restaurants that were popping up all over the city. And he couldn’t resist teasing me about my next Sabena Belgium assignment. One of the first stories I ever wrote was on a store in Faneuil Hall that sold detritus from the city, like seats from the old Boston Garden or a century-old street lamppost. “Is this for Sabena magazine?” he would say with a smile years later, referring to the now defunct inflight magazine.
Steve:
As they say, Larry was one of the good guys. I admired him, loved his energy and enthusiasm, and felt shocked when I heard he had passed. That damn cancer! We can’t let it take any more of the good guys.
Thanks for the nice tribute.
Nancy
Beautiful tribute, Steve.
I agree, Nancy! Thank you, Heather!
The tribute is beautiful and inspiring! Larry is my role model. Will miss him 🙂
Thank you, Jolin!