Tribute To John ``Jack'' Emerson
Mr. Speaker, I rise to pay special tribute to John ``Jack'' Emerson who passed away on December 29, 2005 at the age of 64. Jack was a loving father and husband, an outstanding public servant, and friend and mentor to many, including…
Mr. Speaker, I rise to pay special tribute to John ``Jack'' Emerson who passed away on December 29, 2005 at the age of 64. Jack was a loving father and husband, an outstanding public servant, and friend and mentor to many, including myself.
I ask unanimous consent to enter into the Congressional Record the eulogy given by Jack's good friend Barry Balan on January 3, 2006.
Jack Emerson, a devoted husband, caring father, man of
compassion, civic leader, mentor and colleague. A man I am
proud to call my friend.
There are not enough words to describe this man, who has
made such an impact on this community and all who met him.
Knowing Jack for 26 years, I will give you a glimpse into the
man who has made a difference in so many people's lives.
The Lowell Sun called Jack a man of vision, but I believe
he was also a visionary. Webster defines a visionary as not
founded on fact, imaginary, and impractical, having
idealistic goals or aims incapable of realization.
He had the uncanny ability to take something that was
idealistic and incapable of realization and make it real.
Thus was born the Chelmsford Sewer Project. People told him
that it was impractical, it would cost too much, and it would
bring too much growth to this suburban community of
Chelmsford. It would change life as people knew it. Jack, in
his own inevitable way took up the challenge and for four
long years he went on cable TV to every church, synagogue,
civic group, or gathering of two or more people, to sell the
town on the sewer project. In 1984, town meeting rewarded his
efforts and appropriated the first funds for the project by a
unanimous vote then again in 1985, 1987, 1989 and 1996.
Jack, although small in stature, pursued this project with
the vigor of a small army.
He had the boundless energy, as seen by the different
positions he held throughout his political and non-political
activities. Jack was elected to the Sewer Commission in 1980.
He became a selectman in 1982; his mom was so proud of him
at that accomplishment that she would introduce Jack to
everyone she met, this is my son ``the selectman.'' He is and
will continue to be Chairman of the Chelmsford Sewer
Commission. He holds the distinction of being the longest
continuous serving chairman of any board in the town of
Chelmsford.
At one time in the mid eighties, Jack was the Chairman of
the Board of Selectmen, Chairman of the Sewer Commission, and
Assistant Director of Public Health in the same year. You
could say he had the whole town wrapped up in his hands. Jack
was on the Board of Registrars, Dog Pound Committee, Town
Meeting Representative, Lowell Regional Transit Authority
Board, and member of the Chelmsford Elks, Advisory Board of
Camp Paul and Good Friends Incorporated, and Catholic
Charities. How Jack did all this is beyond comprehension. The
only solution I can find is it must have been his mom's
chicken soup that kept him going. (She made the best.)
I first met John Patrick Emerson, Jr. (known affectionately
by his friends as ``the Flea'') in Jack's Diner. I started
going there when I first moved to town, (yes, I am a blow-in,
but so was Jack--he moved here from Lowell in the fifties, so
I feel I am in good company.) I would go in for my morning
coffee and happen to sit next to this man who was holding
court, discussing politics and this sewer project. It was
Jack Emerson. He introduced himself, we talked, and the rest
was history. We enjoyed each other's company and over the
years we became best of friends.
I learned more about Jack's passion to establish a sewer
program for the town of Chelmsford and how he felt the need
to help people less fortunate than himself. Jack convinced me
to run for the sewer commission in 1984 and we have been
together since that first campaign.
Speaking of politics, some people may be surprised to know
Jack Emerson was a Democrat (as was his Dad before him and
presently his brothers Packy and Danny and his sister Ellen,
although Jack would say Ellen's politics were even further to
the left than his.) Jack was as passionate about his politics
as he was about helping people. Jack would rather cast a
ballot for a yellow dog before he would vote for anyone who
was not a Democrat.
Although he was a Democrat, he did transcend party lines
when it came to helping the people of Chelmsford.
He was a master at reading people and situations. Before
going to town meetings for a crucial vote on the project,
Jack would say ``all we have to do is be up front with the
voters, if we tell them the facts and are honest and tell the
why, we should have no problem, they will give you the vote
we need and you know they did. That philosophy has held fast
throughout Jack's career and is still held by his friends on
the commission.
In 1996, Jack walked up to the town meeting floor
microphone and said he needed forty-nine million dollars to
proceed with the project and that if need be, he was prepared
to give a lengthy presentations to show them how it would be
used. In three minutes the motion was seconded and passed
unanimously. That was Jack; prepared, truthful, trustworthy.
In his earlier years, Jack was a mason or as he would say,
a bricky. (Jack belonged to local 31 in Lowell) He was a
strong union man (as was his dad). Whenever Jack ran for
political office he would make sure that the union bugs would
appear on all his literature and anyone he backed for
political office must have the union bug on their literature
as well or got his wrath.
Jack was a good listener, he read a lot, he always updated
himself on current events, he was also, to say the least, an
impatient driver.
When I say Jack was a good listener I mean he would
evaluate the situation, ask the right questions and decide on
the approach on how to handle the problem. As someone said to
me the other say, if you called Jack Emerson with a problem,
you knew he would take care of it.
Jack would read the papers and political journals and the
project contracts. He would go over the contracts with a fine
tooth comb and inevitably would find errors. Whether it was
misspelled words, wrong sentence structure, or pricing
errors. Jack was involved in all aspects of the project.
Wherever we went Jack had to drive, it was like his
security blanket. If you have ever driven with him, you know
it is quite an experience. No need to call it road rage, just
``Jack'' rage. Thankfully, we all survived.
I have given you some of the background of Jack Emerson the
man, some of which you already know, some you might have read
in the newspapers. Now I want to tell you about something you
may not know about Jack Emerson the Person.
I had the privilege and honor of being his friend for 26
years; we talked or saw each other almost everyday. So I can
talk from experience.
You know anyone that loved animals had to be a good person.
Jack loved his dogs. Through the years he had 6 dogs, Cocoa,
Cory, Courtney, Toto, Chelsea and Commish. He loved them, but
his all time favorite was Cocoa. They were so close that when
Jack developed Pancreatitis, so did Cocoa. Cocoa is the first
dog in the country, or maybe even the world to have a pump
station named after him. The Cocoa Emerson Pump Station
located next to the town dog pound on Old North Road.
In 1959, Jack graduated Chelmsford High School where he had
many friends, though none as close as Sam Parks, Paul
Lehayes, and Bobby Hughes. They remain close friends to this
day.
Jack's charity knew no bounds, whether it was giving to the
Secret Santa Fund, or being his own Santa by adopting a
family at Christmas, or Thanksgiving. His charity did not
stop all year long; he was involved with Good Friends, Inc.,
Camp Paul and Catholic charities. He was most affected when
children were involved. Jack was the most caring and giving
person I have ever met.
He was a fun loving person with sharp with and a keen sense
of humor. He loved music from the fifties and sixties; it was
one of his passions. On one occasion he had the radio on in
the wagon playing ``Tuti Fruti Alaroody''. I asked him how he
liked the type of music the kids of today enjoy. He said hard
rock, rap, and heavy metal just don't make any sense, so I
said Tuti Fruti Alaroody does, we both had a laugh over that.
Jack had many talents, one of them being dancing. I think
if he had a second vocation, he would have been a dance
instructor. He loved dancing. Once he got on the dance floor
and started his feet moving, he would dance all night.
Jack was an avid golfer as are his two brothers. He was a
member of Mt. Pleasant Golf Club for over 30 years. He and
his brothers would often play in tournaments. When
Jack, George and Danny were playing golf together, you might
think World War III had broken out. Its amazing to me they
all survived. On the golf course they were fierce
competitors, but off they had each other's love and
admiration. One year at Mt. Pleasant, Jack and Briana entered
the father-daughter golf tournament and came in first. Jack
thought he had another natural golfer in the Emerson family.
Briana breaking with Emerson tradition decided to take up
dance instead of golf and Jack supported her in that
endeavor.
He was devoted to his family, his mom Betty and his dad
John Sr., he loved his brothers; Charlie, Packy and Danny
(Dennis) and his sister Ellen. He loved all his nieces,
nephews and cousins. If they needed a helping hand, Jack was
there and they were there for Jack.
I mentioned how he loved children, well Briana, Joe Maher
and I had the great honor of being with your father in the
hospital when you were born, all you had to do was look at
his face and you could see his excitement and energy. When
the nurse came in and said ``Mr. Emerson, you're a daddy''
Jack jumped out of his chair and ran down the hall to see his
beautiful baby daughter. Briana, you are the light of his
life, he loved you so much. He would talk about your dance
recitals and especially the last one he saw you perform. He
was really not up to par that night, but he knew he wanted to
see you dance again.
You have grown up to be a beautiful young lady with the
compassion and love that was part of your father. You now
carry the banner for dad. And as you grow up and have
children of your own, I know the legacy he has left will be
carried forward.
One evening Peggy's brother, Connie Stone, brought his
friend home, by the name of John Emerson. Connie introduced
his sister to John and it started a relationship that lasted
40 years. Peggy, what can I say, your devotion to Jack was
unquestionable; you have been Jack's backbone. At times it
was very difficult for you, through all his ups and downs
with his health, but I know Jack loved you and adored you;
you were his wife, his friend and his nurse. I often told
Jack that he married a saint. He would retort, ``Barry, what
are you talking about.'' I would tell him ``who else would
put up with you but a saint.'' He would say ``you know,
you're right.'' Peggy, you have a beautiful daughter who you
have nurtured into a wonderful young woman and I know you
will look forward to the day that you tell you grandchildren
all about their grandfather the selectman.
You cannot put down in words what Jack Emerson has meant to
this community, his family, his friends and the people he has
helped along the way. Jack Emerson leaves a legacy that few
people can claim. He started a project that few people
thought would succeed, and because of his tenacity, it has
succeeded, And along the way his success was recognized at
the local and national levels.
He was awarded the collection systems by the New England
Environmental Association in 1994. In 1995 the national
organization, Water Environmental Association presented him
with the national award in New Orleans. He was voted man of
the year for his accomplishments by the Chelmsford Chapter of
the Elks. In 2000 he was voted into the Chelmsford Hall of
Fame. On October thirtieth of this year, at an emotional
ceremony, Jack had just been released from the hospital the
day before; he was recognized by his fellow Democrats and
received the Greater Lowell Area Distinguished Democrat
award. His legacy lives on in his wife, daughter, friends and
the people of Chelmsford.
If they gave out awards for Mr. Chelmsford it would be to
Jack. If they had a hall of fame for good people, Jack would
be your first choice. If they gave out a friend of the year
award, Jack's name would be on the plaque. And if they gave
out awards for devoted husband and father, Jack would be the
first in line.
Well my friend, you have come to the end of a long hard
fought journey. You put up the good fight as always. It's
time for us to say so long, but not goodbye. You will be able
to rest knowing that what you started will be carried on. We,
your community will watch over Peggy and Briana, as I am sure
you will be watching over us. Say hello to your mom, dad,
brother Charlie, and all your friends who are with you. I
know if God needs a waste water system, you'll be the guy to
start the project. So Mr. Chairman, you will be deeply missed
by all who knew you. I love you. So long old friend.
Peggy has asked me to read a prayer that Jack liked. It was
read at his dear friend Ira Park's mass:
I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one
I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done
I'd like to leave an echo Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times and bright sunny days
I'd like the tears of those who Grieve, to dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave When life is done.