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John Tobin (1925 - 1986)
"Mr. Maynard"


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John Tobin (1925 - 1986)
"Mr. Maynard"


John Joseph Tobin was born in Maynard, April 17, 1925 to William Tobin and Mary Murphy Tobin. John attended Maynard public schools as a member of the Class of 1944 however he left school early to join the Navy in 1942 to fight in WWII. He completed school after the war and later worked for the Water Department in the Town of Concord. In the early 1950's John joined his brother's, Bill, food and vending business developing it into a full food service enterprise.

John was a serial volunteer including: School athletics, building Boys and Girls Club, organizing charitable road races, negotiated acquisition of 100 acres from Federal Government (school site), instrumental in upgrading water and sewer system, American Legion.

John Tobin served on the Board of Public Works for many years, dying suddenly while in office , January 17, 1986. His many contributions to the Town included:
Board of Public Works: 1954-55; 1957-63; 1964-86; 30 yrs.
Zoning Board of Appeals: 1970-73
High School Building Committee: 1960-68
Public Works Garage Building Committee: 1968-72

A park by the Riverways was created and dedicated to John in 1989.

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Top Row: Hung in DPW office for many years, 1942 football team (kneeling right), 1943 on leave from the Navy, 1965 working on the Leapin Lena at the American Legion post with his son John Tobin, Jr.

Bottom Row: 1982 candidates night for re-election to the Board of Public Works, 1980 picture, 1979 McDonalds Grand Opening, 1965 Lake Boon canoe race.


Selectmen's Office
Thomas Sheridan




Eulogy given by Thomas Sheridan at St. Bridgets Church on January 20, 1986

Today we are gathered here to pay homage to John Tobin. This is usually done in the form of a eulogy.

The dictionary defines eulogy as "a public speech or written tribute extolling the virtues or achievements of a person or thing; especially, an oration honoring one recently deceased."

If I asked John to list his virtues or achievements he would say something like: "Virtues, humh," He would then think a few seconds, smile that sheepish grin and say; "Oh, yeah, virtue, I lost that when I was 16."

I’d say seriously; "Now John, what about achievements?" He would answer: "I’ve got a certificate that says I’m a certified mechanic for Indian motorcycles and I'm the best around on carburetors."

In truth, some of John's virtues are that he was a loving husband and devoted father. He was keenly competitive, yet very charitable. He was an astute businessman. He was 100 percent all-American. A true patriot.

Rather than list all of John's achievements. I will name a few and leave the rest to the politicians and newspapers.

His business savvy let him rise from filling vending machines to head a multi-million dollar food service company. His political know-how allowed him to be a Town Father for 30 years guiding the town through good times and bad times.

His family was his proudest achievement. Oh how he loved large family gatherings where he managed to keep everyone together and happy.

It is atribute to John to have so many people present today. All of us here are friends of John's, yet many of us do not even know each other. John was our link. I am sure everyone here today has some anecdote about John. If you would take amoment in the next few days, write them down and send them to the family. I know they will appreciate it. That will then become our new link.

John had a few favorite sayings that he liked to use at the appropriate time. One of those was a "pet name" for us that he used affectionately, whereas anyone else using it, it would be thought to be derogatory,

I know that John was very affectionate of me for he used that pet name to me all the time.

Over the past few days people have said many fine things to me about John. One of the, most common ones is that he was agreat person. That is true.

Francis Bacon, a noted English scholar and writer, once said about greatness: “Men in great places are thrice servants: servants of the sovereign or state, servants of fame, servants of business; so they have no freedom, neither in their person, nor in their actions, nor in their times."

Maybe this "greatness" is what kept John constantly striving toward a goal. He was involved in something at all times, never resting or reflecting on the past.

John's soul is in heaven now, and knowing John he has managed by now to get the best job there: the keeper of the holy gates.

I would like to take everyone on a journey. Please close your eyes, tip back your heads and begin to visualize the pearly gates. As we approach, there is a long line in front of us. As we get closer, we can begin to make out a figure ahead directing people.

We begin to make out John's face. We notice his uniform: the old blue sweatshirt, the green pants with the ripped fly front with a rope for a belt, the unlaced Ski-Doo boots, and the navy-blue stocking cap.

There he is with his bullhorn directing people to the correct lines. We now catch his eye, he grins at us. He raises the bullhorn to his lips and announces: "Oh brother, they'll let anyone in here." He grins again and then announces: "This way for the family and friends of John Tobin. Arlene, get the coffee on.”

We are now all together again.

Thank you.

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