Photo and text by Amy Bisson

Where I grew up, in the cornfields of Ohio, most of us took a bus to school because we lived too far from school to walk. One or more of my siblings always waited with those of us from the neighborhood who were gathered at the bus stop waiting for our ride.

It is not unusual for families to be waiting at pick-up or drop-off spots as elementary students need to be met at the bus stop by a family member or designated guardian. That is certainly true in Downtown Lowell.

And, as always, running for the bus in an effort to get to the stop at just the right moment, is kind of  universal experience.