REMEMBERING GLENN

Glenn Alan Rollins was born on November 27, 1951, to the late Phillip J. and Margaret Rollins. His parents introduced him to Christ at an early age.

Glenn was raised in the District of Columbia and attended the DC Public Schools. He graduated from Ballou Senior High School in 1969. In 1978, he was hired by the U.S. Department of State where he started in the mail room. Of course this wasn’t enough for Glenn, so he took a class in Steno Type. After graduation, Glenn applied for a Stenographer position in the African Bureau; he was hired and soon met U.S. Ambassador Donald Easum, who was smitten with Glenn’s professionalism and skills. Glenn was able to transcribe meeting minutes, memos, and other classified documents, error-free in record time. Ambassador Easum was so impressed that he requested Glenn’s assistance at numerous high-level/classified meetings, as well as an opportunity to accompany him to Lagos, Nigeria as a Foreign Service Officer. Glenn and his family were excited that he was chosen for this distinguished position. However, during this assignment, things changed for Glenn and he eventually returned to the United States due to mental health issues.

After returning from Lagos, Glenn was reacquainted with a friend, “Mickie.” They started dating in 1978, and the relationship stood the test of time. Mickie was injured in May of 1980, while in the military. Glenn was by her side every step of the way. He bathed her, carried her up and down three flights of stairs to appointments, and he cooked his infamous chicken wings, corn, fried potatoes and applesauce. He visited her every day in the hospital, and always brought her a Subway crab sandwich while he had his steak and cheese so they could eat together. He even had his mother wash her clothes. Glenn was the love of her life and was the true definition of a GOOD, FAITHFUL and ROMANTIC man. As time went on she recovered and their roles reversed. She was always there for him to assist with any issues and or problems he’d encounter. Once he could no longer perform his job, it was Mickie who made sure that Glenn correctly filed all of the paperwork to the doctors and State Department so that he could retire on disability and not just be fired. This act of kindness guaranteed that he could support himself for the rest of his life.

Glenn (with 2 N’s as he would say) was a kind-hearted man, who would take his shirt off to give to a stranger. He had a great sense of humor, was an avid Chess player and he especially loved to laugh at his own jokes. For the last 27 years, he lived independently, but most importantly he was a great son who moved from DC to Maryland to care for his parents 24/7. After the death of his parents, he moved back to DC on South Capitol Street, S.E. because he loved Southeast DC; it was home to him. The simple things in life made Glenn happy; time spent with friends and family, a Jiffy’s steak and cheese sub, and watching weekend sports, particularly Sunday football.

Glenn had experienced some health challenges recently, but he seemed stable for the last few months of his life. Nevertheless, on December 25, 2023, Christmas Day, a day so very important to him, God called him home. A special person preceded him in death, his Aunt Myrtle Rollins, who always made sure Glenn was included in family gatherings. Glenn leaves his brother Marcello Rolando, one Paternal Uncle, Frank Rollins, one Paternal Aunt, Frances Jeter, a devoted cousin, Kim Rollins, a special friend Ardella D. Mickie Fowler, and a host of cousins, relatives and friends.

Those who wish to honor his memory with a gift, please donate to the Schizophrenia International Research Society (SIRS) in his name. 

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