We say goodbye today to John Macintyre, Jr. Big Mac passed away over the weekend at the age of 82. A constant, heavy stream of family, friends and fellow Mummers passed by his open casket last night in Runnemede, New Jersey. His large, gracious family greeted and talked to every single one. Mr. Macintyre died on Saturday, on Constitution Day. John loved America. He was a veteran. He was a Mummer.
He started parading at 3 years old with his father. John, Jr. would go on to march in 79 parades and was looking forward to his 80th. He loved his bean soup after a day on Broad Street. He was best known as the leader of Mac’s Mongoose Mummers and paraded most recently with the Murray Comic Club. (The Mongoose came from a mountain lake home he had for many years, called Mongoose Meadows. His family and friends still talk about the weekends with Big Mac, with Pop or Pop Pop.) His family plans to be on the street, parading this New Year’s Day. That’s the way John would want it. Among the items in his casket: golden slippers and a gold umbrella.
With 7 children, 14 grandchildren and 9 great grandchildren, Mac’s Mongoose Mummers was truly a family experience on New Year’s Day. But, come to think of it, almost every day. Big Mac was like that all the time. His large, comfortable, made for fun den in their Bellmawr home was a gathering point. It was a celebration of smiling with life. That was John Macintyre, Jr., as big as they come.
Donations may be made in John’s name to the World Wildlife Fund, 1250 Twenty-Fourth Street N.W., P.O. Box 97180, Washington, DC 20090-7180.