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For four years I’ve blogged mostly about my personal genealogy in New England (Connecticut, Massachusetts, Vermont, and New Hampshire), New York, New Jersey, Michigan, Illinois, Wisconsin, and the Eastern Townships of Quebec, Canada. I still will, can’t forget my own roots.

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Wednesday, April 8, 2015

There Is A Lot to Like About Lowell -- Father John's Medicine Co., Inc.

"There is A Lot to Like About Lowell" is the city slogan.
(See tab on right side called "Lowell Series" for many more articles about Lowell.)




Father John's Medicine Co., Inc.
73 - 93 Market Street
Lowell, Massachusetts
Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole
The above employees working on the second floor, doing assembly line work. Employees shown: Margaret Jones, Anna M. Maloney, Ray Wylie, Lila Shannon. My desk, shown above, was on the first floor.

Missing are Frank Shannon, Theodore "Ted" Villandry, Lucien "Sonny" Villandry, Agnes Mellen, Winnie McKuen? and Tommy Fox. In the office were Helen "Mary" McNamara, Annette Tartre and myself, plus the Donehue brothers, Gerald and George. Chemist, Thomas Casey, Eddie O'Hare and several men in shipping, Joe Carty being one.

Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole
The company was sold in 1977 and is now used for senior housing.
Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole
Photo by Barbara Poole

Back alley, where the trains would pull up to unload boxes, bottles and other materials used for manufacturing. The tracks have been removed, and there is now an entrance to a new small park.


Over the years, I've come to realize how lucky I was to have had certain jobs, including this one. Of course at the time, I probably didn't think so.  Imagine these days, going to a building, ringing a doorbell, and asking for a job.

That is what I did, one cold October Friday afternoon.  The vice-president met with me and gave me an interview, of sorts, no resume or anything.  I was right out of high school. Then his father spoke with me, elderly president and vice-president.  I began work the following Monday learning the job from Bessie Wallach whom had given her notice hours earlier.  That would rarely happen these days.  No references, no experience, nothing. And, I stayed over 10 years!

Father John's Medicine Company was in a huge building, with very few employees.  The office where I worked as a secretary had two much older, single women, the president, vice-president and secretary/ treasurer (father and two sons).  Every day for all those years, the job was pretty much the same. It was like working in a museum, my 1943 manual typewriter was my pride and joy. I used carbon paper and learned to type perfectly very quickly.  Each day, after lunch, my boss, the vp, dictated letters to me, which I really enjoyed (I took shorthand in school).  Before I forget, this medicine company was established in 1855 and since the cough medicine was made in the building, I could smell the ingredients, such as cod liver oil, all the time.  You got used to it.

It was the kind of job where there was a lot of flexibility and tons of fun.  I met and dated two guys who worked there, one I am now married to. Yes, it was fun. It was also the kind of job which was impossible to leave.  My regular hours were 8:30 to 4:30 with an hour for lunch.  In the summer it was 9-4, hour for lunch. Same pay, so I could never leave in the summer, since I was only working 30 hours a week. Every Christmas, we received a week's pay as a bonus and received time off for Christmas shopping.  Every July we received a special bonus, depending on sales, it was usually three week's pay. I was happily stuck there, the benefits were too good, we even had free health insurance. However, I did finally leave after ten years.