Helen (Sullivan) and Larry McIntyre, c1938

Helen (Sullivan) and Larry McIntyre, c1938
Helen (Sullivan) and Larry McIntyre, c1938

About Lawrence F. McIntyre and Helen M. Sullivan

About Lawrence F. McIntyre and Helen M. Sullivan

Lawrence Francis McIntyre born, January 2, 1913, was named John Francis McIntyre on his birth certificate. But, by the time he was baptized at St. Malachy Church in Chicago on January 19, 1913, his given name was Lawrence. Helen Mae Sullivan, born on March 11, 1914, moved with her parents and older brother to 18 N. Latrobe before she started elementary school. Larry and Helen were married on November 26, 1937 in Chicago Illinois at St. Thomas Aquinas Church. They lived on the westside of Chicago at various addresses, moving back to 18 N. Latrobe c1949 and lived there until 1967 when they moved to the northside of the City. Larry retired from the Weil Pump Company in the 1980s and Helen retired from Home Federal Savings in the 1970s. They were original owners of their condo on Lake Michigan. Larry loved to stand on his balcony overlooking the lake and enjoy the sun. Helen liked the freedom of hoping on a bus to go downtown or a quick walk to the grocery store. She never learned to drive so Larry would often chauffeur her around. When he died in 1995 (February 28) she said she had lost her "best friend." Helen enjoyed her condo on Lake Michigan and was able to live independently until her death on September 29, 2008. For information about Helen Sullivan McIntyre prior to her marriage, go to the Sullivan/Madigan Genealogy Blog. And for information on Lawrence McIntyre prior to the marriage go to the McIntyre/Walsh Genealogy Blog.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Helen Sullivan the Poet, 1935

Helen Sullivan McIntyre starting writing poetry when she was in high school at Trinity in River Forest. The oldest of her existing poems was written in 1935. When asked about the poem she said "I wrote this about Larry McIntyre two years before we were married. At the time, Larry was also dating another women and I didn’t know who he would finally choose."


I look into your eyes
Your heart was there inside
You whispered a few sweet lies
And your arms were opened wide.

You knew I’d love you forever
That was nothing new to you
You knew I’d always endeavor
To make you love me too.

And so in between our kisses
Someone else took my place
You thought “how swell this is”
Another love – another face.

You loved me – but she was sweet
Someone new to rave about
I was O.K. but she was neat
‘Twas second place for me no doubt.

And so the time has come to choose
If I’m to go – then of course she stays
Oh honey! If I’m the one to lose
Then thanks for all the yesterdays.

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