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The Erudite Sports Enthusiasts

The Erudite Sports Enthusiasts

By Stephen O’Connor

Professor Ernest Harrington, PhD, Trinity College, welcomed the members of the “The Erudite Sports Enthusiasts” to his home in Cambridge where, as I shall relate, a most startling development ensued. The Enthusiasts consist of Professor Margaret Alvarez, Amherst College Doctor of Comparative Literature, Retired, Giles Featheringay, Professor Emeritus, and former Chair of Modern Languages at Harvard, and myself, Sir Horace Grumpole, Purveyor of Antiquities, and Principal Librarian at the British Museum, Retired.

We had gathered to view the much-anticipated match between our New England Patriots and the Buffalo Bills football clubs. Ernest, as ever, was a generous host. His home was redolent with the aroma of chicken wings, which he air fries in his own special rub. The undisputed opinion of the Erudite Sports Enthusiasts is that it is superior to any commercial brand.

With plates of these delectable morsels of poultry pinions, we adjourned to the viewing room, where a buxom woman was projecting the national anthem with vigor. Though I am more accustomed to “God Save the Queen,” or King, I nevertheless maintained a respectful silence out of consideration for my colleagues while I awaited the kickoff. The Buffalo Bills had won the toss and elected to receive the football.

Imagine our consternation when a robust and slippery Buffalonian accelerated through the throng of apparently surprised Patriots and was not tackled until he had attained midfield. He rose and made a series of leaps, sawing the air with his fists in a wild demonstration of his satisfaction with the field position he had achieved. Giles made a sort of moaning sound and said, “Oh, let me entreat thee, cease!” But worse was yet to come. The following plays saw the visiting team push toward our goal line with impunity and garner two more first downs.

Harrington put down his chicken wing and observed, “The Buffalo squad is perpetrating a precipitous advance into our territory.”

“Pity ‘tis, ‘tis true and true ‘tis, ‘tis pity,” Professor Alvarez opined.

“Oh dear!” I said as I opened a can of Old Peculiar. “The defensive schemes of our home town team appear flawed, with the result that they are neither stout against the run nor aggressive on play action. Let us pray that Coach Vrabel can correct the situation.”

“’Tis a correction devoutly to be wished, Sir Horace,” Giles concurred sullenly.

By half-time, the New England Patriots were on the losing end of the match by ten points, which Professor Alvarez nervously reminded us was not an insurmountable lead, at which point Harrington regaled us with a stirring speech from Henry V. You will recall the king’s bold proclamation to his outnumbered troops before the Battle of Agincourt.

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers,

For he who sheds his blood with me this day shall be my brother, etc.

When the game resumed, the Patriots were able to drive down the field, though their advance was hotly contested. They seemed to have been imbued with a renewed vigor and were able to cut the lead to three points. It was at this juncture that Ernest Harrington chose to utter a most unfortunate remark. “You know, in my youth,” he said, “I was a strapping lad. Oh yes, quite strong and very quick on my feet. I believe that with a little training, I could have been a valuable addition to the receiving corps of the New England franchise.”

We were momentarily silent, since he was our host, but finally Professor Alvarez, who has ever been blunt in expressing her opinions, replied, “Don’t be ridiculous, Ernest. If you were once hit hard by a linebacker, you would be struck insensible and carried to the nearest hospital from which you would emerge on a walker.”

“Well!” cried Harrington. “I shall take umbrage at that slight!”

“Take it as you wish. We’re the same age, Harrington, but I believe I could knock you over. There never was a man who did not overestimate the physical abilities of his youth.”

“God’s teeth!” I cried. “The Patriots have intercepted Josh Allen! The tide of the battle is turning.”

Harrington rose and flung his greasy bib on the coffee table. “I must ask you to leave, Professor Alvarez!”

Giles Featheringay, no doubt recalling the Beatitudes, attempted to play the peacemaker. “Come now, we must not allow a silly dispute to break up the camaraderie of the Erudite Sports Enthusiasts!”

“What’s so silly about it?” Harrington inquired. His visage was flushed and ruddy.

“The idea of you, at any age, playing professional football is ludicrous,” Alvarez nearly shouted. “I shall watch the final quarter at The Druid.”

“Stand not upon the order of your leaving, but go!” roared Harrington, raising a horizontal arm to point toward the door. “I shan’t tolerate this egregious questioning of my manhood in my own abode.”

“What you evidently do not understand, Professor Harrington,” Professor Alvarez retorted, taking a step toward the affronted party, “is that manhood has nothing whatsoever to do with one’s ability to perform extraordinary athletic feats. There are other far more relevant qualities.” She paused. “I will say that the generosity that you extend every weekend to this group, for example, is a more relevant and attractive one, among others.”

Harrington sniffed temperamentally, “Well…” he said, wagging his large head, “it’s no bother, really.”

“You fool!” Professor Alvarez expostulated. “Will you never understand that I’m in love with you?”

“Touchdown!” Giles shouted as the Colonials fired their muskets, (a chilling sight for an Englishman). Giles was the only one who still appeared to have any interest in the match.

“Love?” Harrington coughed, appearing discombobulated. However, with a certain not unmanly aplomb, he took Professor Alvarez by the arm and guided her apologetically and with tender and cajoling mutterings back to the sofa. There were whispered confidences, and, heedless of the presence of the now superfluous members, they began to snog. For those unfamiliar with British slang, that means to kiss and caress amorously.

“They really are enthusiasts!” Giles commented, and since the New Englanders seemed to have the game in hand, this Old Englander thought it judicious to leave those two unforeseen and rather abrupt lovers in the grip of the most astonishing attestations of enamored affections. As Professor Alvarez tore off Professor Harrington’s ascot, I signaled Giles with a nod toward the door, and we picked up our coats and softly took our leave.

“Well, Sir Horace,” Giles remarked as we descended the front steps, “Professor Alvarez has proven the old Latin adage: Si vis amari, ama.”

“If you wish to be loved, love. Indeed. And the entire episode illustrates that the Swan of Avon did not write in jest:
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.”

Giles nodded, and gazing skyward toward the cloudy regions of air from which flecks of snow were beginning to fall, replied, “Quite. And love has spoken.”

Seen & Heard: Vol. 3 

Welcome to this week’s edition of Seen and Heard, in which I catalog the most interesting things I’ve seen, heard and read over the previous seven days:

Film: Saturday Night (2024) – This movie depicts the 90 minutes leading up to the debut of the TV show Saturday Night LIve on October 11, 1975. It’s chaotic, funny, and dramatic, although not entirely true to life according to reports. However, by casting actors who resembled their real life counterparts and capturing the look and feel of the mid-1970s – no computers, cell phones, short hair, or natural fabrics – it gives anyone who watched the show back then a “you are there” experience. If I watched Saturday Night Live during that first season when I was a senior in high school, I don’t recall. But by the second season which debuted in the fall of 1976, Saturday Night Live had become a cultural phenomenon and everyone seemed to be watching. By then, I was a dormitory-living freshman at Providence College and it seemed that no matter what people did on Saturday nights, they found a TV at 11:30 PM to catch the show, which was radical for TV at the time and therefore very entertaining to a young audience. The movie Saturday Night, which received a 77% rating on Rotten Tomatoes, is streaming on Netflix. 

Book: Bread of Angels: A Memoir, by Patti Smith – Patti Smith, a singer-songwriter and poet, sometimes referred to as the “Godmother of Punk,” bridged the gap between the beat poetry generation of the 1960s and the punk movement of the 1970s. I confess that she was not on my radar until I read her 2010 memoir, Just Kids, which won the National Book Award for Nonfiction. Smith has now written another memoir, Bread of Angels, a concisely written account of her life from her birth in 1946 up to the present. Along the way, she provides insightful sketches of pillars of post World War II American culture like William Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg, Robert Mapplethorpe, Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen. I was also amazed by the poverty she experienced growing up. Her father, a World War II veteran who seemed like a steady, straightforward man, worked in blue collar jobs but the family was relegated to dilapidated housing for years along with the families of other veterans until they could afford better housing. This sketch belies the prevailing assumption that returning veterans were rapidly boosted into the middle class by the GI Bill and other benefits. I’ve long known that those benefits were not equitably distributed on racial grounds, but this book suggests that unevenness was more widespread. 

Newspaper: “Skyscraper: Chara adds 33 to rafters with Bruins’ other legends,” Boston Globe, by Kevin Paul Dupont – On Thursday evening, January 15, 2026, the Boston Bruins “retired” number 33 which  was worn by Zdeno Chara from 2006 to 2020, including the Stanley Cup winning 2011 season. A native of Czechoslovakia and at 6 ‘9”, the tallest person to ever play in the National Hockey League, Chara was inducted into the Hockey Hall of Fame in 2025. Although Chara accomplished great things for the Bruins, my affection for him began here in Lowell, where he played for the Lowell Lock Monsters in their inaugural 1998 season. He only played 23 games with the Lock Monsters before being elevated to the NHL’s New York Islanders. In addition to the Bruins and Islanders, he also played for the Ottawa Senators and the Washington Capitals. 

Podcast: “How private equity kills companies and communities” on Decoder with Nilay Patel – Many of the podcasts I listen to go on break at Christmas and replay a past episode or two. That was the case this week with Decoder, a show hosted by Nilay Patel, the editor-in-chief of The Verge, an online newspaper that focuses on business and technology. In this episode, Patel interviewed Megan Greenwell about her book, Bad Company: Private Equity and the Death of the American Dream. Greenwell argues that private equity firms prioritize extracting wealth over building sustainable businesses. While private equity firms contend they make the acquired companies more efficient, Greenwell demonstrates that PE firms load companies with debt and aggressively cut costs which leaves the acquired companies hollowed out while the PE firms profit from management fees and the sale of assets. Private equity has become ubiquitous in the American economy, scooping up established businesses in healthcare, local media, real estate, retail, and petcare. Private equity often operates below the radar so most people aren’t even aware of its involvement until after a long established store or hospital goes bankrupt and disappears. 

Television: Houston Texans v. New England Patriots on ABC/ESPN – How could this not be included? Although I write about sports frequently in Seen and Heard, I’m not a superfan. I’ll rarely stay up past 9pm to watch a game, and don’t bet or belong to fantasy leagues. Still, I enjoy watching a well-played game, no matter what the sport, and that includes the National Football League. I also lived through several decades of inept Patriots teams and truly did appreciate the amazing achievements earlier this century. Now, after an interlude of mediocrity or worse, the team is good, exciting to watch, and, with the news that the star quarterback of their next opponent broke his ankle and is out for the season, it seems that fate which so often bent towards the Patriots through their dominant time, again favors them. All that said, Sunday’s game was an ugly one. The ball must have been super slippery given all the turnovers committed by the two quarterbacks, but a win is a win. On to Denver!

YouTube: “CFP National Championship Highlights” on ESPN College Football Channel – I have access to all kinds of video content on my (relatively) big screen TV, but I constantly find myself scrolling through YouTube for things to watch. Because I’m on an “early to bed, early to rise” schedule, I rarely stay up to watch evening games on TV, so I’ve found watching highlight videos on YouTube the next day allows me to experience the game action with just a 24 hour delay. That’s how I consumed Monday night’s college football championship game between Miami and Indiana. Last week I wrote that I’d be cheering for Indiana and my loyalty was rewarded with the Hoosiers winning 27 to 21 in a very exciting game. The win marks an unbelievable turnaround for Indiana which is historically one of the worst programs in college football. That all changed in 2023 when the school hired Curt Cignetti as coach. I observed last week that I’d never seen Cignetti smile, but he finally did last night, broadly and joyously, after his team’s victory. The game’s iconic play took place with 9 minutes to go. Up 17 to 14, Indiana had the ball on the Miami 12 yard line. It was fourth down with about six yards to go for a first down. Cignetti sent the field goal team onto the field but then called a time out and replaced them with his offense. The play was a quarterback draw, a rarely used running play, and Heisman Trophy winner Fernando Mendoza not only made the first down as he was clobbered by Miami defenders, but then spun off those hits and dove into the end zone for a touchdown. There was plenty of time left and Miami was driving down field for what would have been the winning touchdown when Indiana intercepted a pass with 46 seconds left to seal the victory and the national championship.

“It was a very good year”

“It was a very good year” – (PIP #93)

By Louise Peloquin

     The beginning of a new year always brings forecasts, predictions and plans. L’Etoile tried to cover them diligently, but always with a special local focus. 1926, Lowell’s centennial, was expected to be a very good year.

L’Etoile – January 5, 1926

Prospects for progress in 1926

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The happy predictions for 1926 were abundantly accomplished. – A continuation of this progress is expected.

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     New York, 5. – Following one of the most prosperous years in our history, the new year arrives with indications of continuing prosperity, at least during its first half. Finance and industry leaders were almost unanimous in their business forecasts for this period but many were cautiously restrained as to predictions for the entire year.

     Rarely were positive forecasts more largely materialized than in 1925. Throughout the entire year, tangible proof of improvement was visible in commerce and industry, as demonstrated by the record number of railway shipments, unprecedented business during the holidays and substantial profits in railway and industrial corporate income, transmitted to shareholders in the form of higher dividends. This progress not only contributed to restoring European political and economic stability but also indicated that the present Congressional session would pass very few restrictive laws affecting financial enterprises or railways.

     As a business barometer, the Stockmarket functioned with unquestionable precision. 1925 business prosperity was predicted in the Fall of 1924 and the continuing strength of stock and bond transactions indicated  that the time had not yet come to expect a reversal in the trend. At the foundation of business, the easy flow of money stimulated the Stockmarket during most of 1925. 1926 begins with even more solid conditions.

     The traditional reduction of business activities during the holidays did not highlight anything interesting last week. It was generally admitted, however, that the lull in production and distribution would be short-lived, allowing many manufacturing enterprises to complete their inventories and replace machines while waiting for a rebound in larger scale operations.

     With operations at almost full capacity in numerous sectors, many industries closed the most extraordinary year in their history, according to Dun’s Trade Review.

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     This is the first article of L’Etoile’s extensive Lowell centennial coverage.  During the next few weeks, our “Peeks Into the Past” will take us through the celebration preparation process, from setting a budget to organizing a parade.

L’Etoile – January 4, 1926

THE CENTENNIAL OF THIS CITY

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Lowell will celebrate in March and in June the 100th anniversary of the incorporation of the municipality of Lowell. – The committee is working on the preparations.

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     The New Year will bring Lowellians the 100th anniversary of the municipality of Lowell. The exact date of the legislative act incorporating Lowell as a town, separate from Chelmsford, was March 1, 1826. Without delay, the citizens of what was formerly called East Chelmsford were informed of Justice Joseph Looke’s March 2, 1826 mandate requesting that Kirk Booth summon an assembly of voters to proceed to establishing a municipal government. The assembly took place in the old stone house on Pawtucket Street, now known as the Ayer Home for Children.

     Samuel Adams Coburn, first muncipal clerk, owned the tavern which had gained a grand reputation everywhere in the East. The first “selectmen” chosen according to the incorporation act were Nathaniel Wright, Samuel Batchelder and Oliver M. Whipple.

    The town continued to exist for 10 years and, in 1836, it became a city. Approximately three thousand people lived in the different parts of the municipality at the time of its incorporation and some agglomerations were concentrated around Pawtucket Falls, Merrimack Manufacturing Company, Saint Anne’s Church and lower Belvedere.

     The town counted almost 18,000 inhabitants when it became a city in 1836, indicating its remarkable development in this decade – the quintupling of its original population.

     Consequently, on March 1, the people of Lowell will commemorate the hundredth anniversary of the foundation of the town with a grand formal program at Memorial Auditorium. Later, probably at the end of June, a week of festivities will include a large civic parade, musical programs and seven days known as “Old Home Week.”

     Lowell, as we well know, owes its name to Francis Cabot Lowell who was, according to general opinion, the author of cotton manufacturing in America because he invented and financed a practically-powered loom for Americans. He was also interested in the social and business aspects of textile mill management.

     Many people were saddened to see that “Wamesit”, the original indigenous name of the agglomeration at Pawtucket Falls, was not chosen. However, from a historical perspective, “Lowell” seems to be appropriate for a large manufacturing city.

     According to present plans, the centennial celebration will be the grandest fête Lowell has ever witnessed. A large executive committee, composed of more than 40 citizens, oversees the different departments and will be assisted by a group of 100 or more. At the beginning of last Fall, the first planning phase was entrusted to a bureau of seven executive committee directors presided by Frank K. Stearns.

     This committee has held weekly assemblies for some time and, thanks to its work, in a few days, a general assembly of the entire executive committee will address all of the questions be studied and discussed. Up until now, we know that the large public commemorative exercises of March 1 will include speeches by national, State, and city civil servants, along with a musical program. Later, when the warmer temperatures make events more attractive, a week of celebrations will take place with festivities including balls, parades, concerts, etc.

     The committee of directors does not yet know whether to opt for organizing a large public parade of historic dimensions or an industrial exhibition. This question will be included in a report for the next assembly. The bureau has always had a great many ideas and plans on which the executive committee will be invited to take action as soon as possible. It now seems that, from now to the celebration, the Lowellians preparing the event will be very busy. (1)

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1) Translations by Louise Peloquin.

Unfinished legislative business, pt. 1: End-of-Life Options bill by Marjorie Arons-Barron

The entry below is being cross posted from Marjorie Arons-Barron’s own blog.

Should people suffering with excruciating pain in the last six months of their lives have the legal option to self-administer doctor-prescribed medicine for a more gentle passing? The fight for this right has been going on for more than a decade on Beacon Hill.

There is some encouraging news. Before the end of 2025, the Mass. Legislature’s Joint Committee on Health Care Financing quickly approved a bill enabling a medically assisted path to a more peaceful death under clearly articulated guidelines. Identified as The End of Life Options Act (S.1486), it now makes its way to Senate Ways & Means, the final stop before going to the Senate floor. The House too must follow the same procedure so that, sooner rather than later, the bill can make it to the floor.

The Ways & Means Committee has often been a code name for a legislative graveyard, where bills go to die. This committee was as far as the bill got during the 2024 legislative session. That historic inaction mustn’t happen this time, but its success depends on regular folks, you and me, reaching out to pressure their state senators and representatives. Since this is an election year ensuring an early end to their work schedule, our legislators should complete action and pass the bill within the next few months.

The public has made clear it wants the option of a less tortured death.  Three quarters of the population or more favor it. (While the strongest institutional opposition comes from the Church and some disability advocates, according to Beacon Research, two thirds of Catholics and 71 percent of Protestants support this approach to end-of-life care.) The reasons are clear.

Stories abound about dying seniors, pummeled physically and emotionally, who have chosen to refuse food and drink until their body shuts down, essentially starving themselves to a gruesome death rather than having to endure months more of excruciating pain and little to no quality of life. Others with dire prognoses have secreted away pills to self-administer upon reaching the end stage, only to have deteriorated to the point when they are physically unable to follow through on their expressed intentions.

Since first introduced here, 12 states and the District of Columbia have passed laws to pass just such humane measures. Oregon has had such a law for 28 years. Seven other states are actively working on proposals this year. Our state legislature has never even sent the matter to the floor for a vote. In the last session, one hundred of the state’s legislators co-sponsored it, and many others privately indicated support.

Those who do not favor having control over their end-of-life health decisions don’t have to exercise the option. For adults who rightly insist such compassionate choice is their right, there are clear-cut guidelines to prevent abuses. Governor Maura Healey has indicated she would support a bill with such guidelines.  Check out these guidelines I have detailed in a recent blog. For a patient to exercise that end-of-life care option would require approvals by multiple professionals, including medical doctors and mental health practitioners. The whole process has a carefully designed paper trail.

My own representative, Greg Schwartz, is a physician. From his personal interactions, he said he knows this issue is very important to a lot of people. He believes the multiple levels of signing off provide adequate protection, and, he says, he feels comfortable that it won’t be abused. While the fate of most bills rests with the leadership, his view as a doctor could bring added credibility to the debate.

This is about death with dignity. It’s about exercising the same choice about our end-stage medical treatment that we have depended upon throughout our adult lives. We should be able to ask a physician for a prescription to take ourselves when we can go no further. Nearly a quarter of Americans live in states where this road to death with dignity is available. Enlightened Massachusetts, usually a leader in such matters, should provide no less.

There’s a lot that we may not be able to change in today’s national political environment, but we do have the power to influence passing of this statewide measure to provide compassionate care at the end of life for dying patients. It’s little enough to ask.