Coming Wednesday: The death of the friendly cab driver

Here’s an excerpt from Wednesday’s column:

I would have liked Glenn Kelly, his daughter tells me. Almost everyone did.

He was a friendly man, laid back, proud of his five kids. He possessed the ideal personality for a cab driver and was so popular with his bosses his image graced the company safety manual.

Glenn liked to wear his Yellow Cab uniform with its policeman’s-style cap, black tie, and Eisenhower jacket. He created a credit union for the drivers. He was also proud to be chosen to chauffeur local officials and visiting dignitaries.

“He was the one when the governor, mayor, or anybody needed someone picked up, he was the one who picked them up,” Kelly’s daughter Toni Farrimond recalled. She was 18 when he was murdered. “My dad and I were pretty close. My mother and I didn’t get along very well. We were both pretty hard-headed, but my dad was basically the mediator.”

She remembers the last time she saw her father alive.