It's 2 months today we said good by to Joe It's very comforting to watch the video and remember the good times with Joe and his loved ones. We all miss you Joe and wish you Eternal Peace Amen Your loving sister Maddy

Eulogy Joseph McLean was our brother, husband, father, grandfather, uncle and friend. He was a teacher for 27 years in the Boston Public Schools and he taught me many things. He taught me to read and write and complimented the fine education that he provided for me. He taught me some things before my teachers did, for example the Latin phrase "Salve Magister" which means Hail Teacher. My Dad taught me how to throw, catch and hit a baseball, as many fathers do with their sons and he taught me many others things. He taught me home repairs in some unorthodox ways and I remember helping him work on the gutters on the back of our house on Randolph Ave in Milton. He had the ladder up against the house and asked me to get him tools to repair the gutter. He told me to throw him up the hammer. I asked him if he was sure and he repeated "Throw me up the hammer." So I did and he actually caught it with no problem. After he nailed the loose gutter he asked for the screwdriver and had me throw that up as well, which he caught with no problem. Finally, he needed a #10 coffee can to collect some leaves. Well, the coffee can was much lighter than the tools, which you would think would make it easier to throw but actually it was much less aerodynamic. I gave the coffee can a toss up to him but instead on arcing upwards it took a lower trajectory and tumbled right towards the storm window on the second floor. I saw the whole thing unfold in slow motion. Well, that was the end of that job. He taught me the importance of making your children feel special, and he did that on numerous family camping trips and by taking us to concerts at Sanders Theatre, Jordan Hall and Symphony Hall. At the time as a child, I most enjoyed the ice cream sundaes afterwards at Brigham's. He taught me to honor your father and love your mother and I know he did. I remember many Saturday mornings spent visiting over at 50 Fendale in Dorchester. Dad taught me to stand up for your family and those you be

My uncle was an inspiration to my lifelong musical experience. I have many fond memories of Joe and his siblings having a family "jam session" at most family gatherings. My uncle would give me pointers on the clarinet when I took it up as a second instrument and was patient with my squeeks. He loved music and when I would visit his house as a boy I remember hearing classical music on his stereo of which he was very proud. My uncle was always a kind and amiable person who had a great sense of humor. I have memories of him trading jokes with his brothers where he would always have a broad smile and burst out with that infectious laugh of his. You are in our Prayers uncle Joe and I know that you are now in heaven. God too loves music and I know that you will be well recieved in is kingdom to join his eternal choir.

What a great loss to the worlds of education and music. Joe Cronin

Joseph McLean has been in our lives since I was a teenager. There are so many fun memories. One outstanding is the summer Elaine and Joe took care of the minor siblings in Scituate while Grammy and Ellen were in Europe. There was a whole new focus on daily activities. Instead of cleaning and gardening the day was filled with reading, music appreciation and lots of jokes( thanks to Joe's quick wit and Elaine's natural role as the straight man). Hours were spent collecting muscles, shells and seaglass along the shore. Clashes with the patriarch were a daily source of humor and much frustration but all took it in stride. Rainy nights included cards and board games. Joe was always ready to join any activity. He even got me to stop sweeping the floor once in a while. In closing, Joe McLean has been an inspiration to all of us. He loved his family, was devoted to his students, and provided hours of musical delight for all of us. Rest in peace brother, and I hear the model kits in heaven are a bit easier.

we love you and we will miss you uncle Joe. You will remain in our heart always

I remember all the day trips through out Boston and New England. We saw the re enactment of the battle of Lexington and concord to Celtics Basketball clinics. The best was when myself and the McLean cousins were so rowdy that they were going to throw us out of Boston Garden at a Celtics game. JOE told the usher we were all related to Red Aurebach!! we had free popcorn and better seats..

Wishing you sweet melodies, freedom, peace and grace as your soul soars, Joe. And deep sympathy to your family in the loss of you.

I met my Joe in 1956 at a record hope held at Holy Name Parish Hall on a Saturday night in September. He asked me if I would like a coke. We walked around all evening holding hands andI drinking one coke. We feel in love. I will miss you my dearest. You are in God's hands. Love you forever, Elaine

I remember my Uncle Joe's college graduation from Harvard University on the same day as his twin sister Peggy. She graduated from Boston College. Everyone in the family was so proud and my grandparents were on cloud nine! Such joy and fun celebrating that amazing day! Both Uncle Joe and Peggy became teachers, a tradition in the family, following in their parent's footsteps. Peace and love to you, Uncle Joe. Joanne

My brother Joe loved me and told me often. His eulogy at Joe Smith's Funeral Mass was Joe's gift to one he loved and respected. I will pray for his peace,love and joy ,his eternal reward. Maddy

My Godfather, Uncle Joe, walked me down the aisle on my wedding day. He and I danced to "Because You Loved Me" recorded by Celine Dion. That song captures how I feel about Uncle Joe throughout my life. "Maybe I don't know that much But I know this much is true I was blessed because I was Loved by you"

Music always played a prominent role in our lives and family gatherings, thanks both to my Dad and my Mom. Here, the musical talent spans generations from my Dad to his grandson Dylan Temel. Dylan went on to play both the violin and the trumpet!

As always it is hard to loose my brother and God bless him, his twin sister Margaret (Peggy) who died many years ago. The twins were the youngest members of my family and I wondered why God has taken them into his arms in my mind prematurely.Perhaps In His wisdom, he has gathered them up to be rejoined in heaven. Joe was a fun loving brother who was wise, witty, and loving. I will miss him so much. We enjoyed going out together in the last year of his life to movies, museums, and his favorite - all kinds of restaurants but particularly fast food emporiums. I just hope they have cheeseburgers, French Fries, and shakes up above Walt

I remember those teen age summers when Joe and I played baseball every summer day. I would hit the ball to him and he would catch the ball and throw it back.As he got better and better at fielding the ball I would hit the ball harder. He became a first class player.