Himself a former standout football player at Lebanon High, Glenn was one of the most staunch Blue Devil supporters as well as a trusted confidant of countless LHS coaches and players. He also helped support the athletic programs at Castle Heights and Friendship Christian as well.
Anytime there was a fund raising event, someone was always hitting up Glenn for a donation. More times than not, Glenn dipped into his pocket and contributed a wad of cash or boxed up some groceries.
Back in the days before ATMs, Dick’s Food Mart was the prime check cashing location for folks on the west end of town.
And I wonder how many times a working mom who found herself between paychecks was able to charge her grocery purchase at Dick’s?
Think something like that would happen today?
Glenn loved boxing and for over 25 years was involved with the Golden Gloves organization as a coach.
Golden Gloves allowed kids from Lebanon’s mean streets to channel their aggression into three 3-minute bouts instead of cracking heads down at the Square.
There are plenty of tales surrounding those days and while I picked up most of them second-hand, talk to anyone named Sellars, Paris, Watson, Mullins or Foster and be prepared to pull up a chair.
More than anything, Glenn loved his family – immediate and extended.
Marilyn, John, Jim, Joe and Jill – please know the thoughts and prayers of this community are with you.