Remembering the 1980 Winter Olympics By Dean Contover We woke up at 7:30 a.m., warmed up the van and left Waitsfield, Vermont, heading for the Olympic Games at Lake Placid, New York. It was the last day of the XIII Olympic Games. The final games were going to be played…
Wormwood By Stephen O’Connor Just before noon, the cloud bank that had hunched over the city like a great gray cat skulked off to the west, giving way to light. Lowell always looked beautiful to me in the sun: red brick and gray stone under blue. Along the cobbled streets…
Marvelous Marvin Hagler and the Godfather By Charles Gargiulo My Uncle Arthur was more than an Uncle. He was my Godfather, which is like being picked to become Vice-President. You get an important sounding title but you never have to do anything unless the main guy dies or fails to…
Braiding the Sweetgrass in a Subaru Outback: Traveling with My Adventure Gang My Adventure Gang at an overnight campsite Road trips are a staple in American culture. And it’s not surprising that from a nation of immigrants came a nation of travelers. Here, Old World pilgrimages follow new paths: Route…
How a Kid from the East Coast Became a Diamondbacks Fan By Neil Miller When I was a kid growing up in Kingston, New York, in the 1950s, I chose my favorite sports teams by consulting a world atlas. My father didn’t have any strong allegiances—he cared more about golf…
Susannah Martin: “Martyr of Superstition” by Juliet H. Mofford A marker at the end of North Martin Road in Amesbury notes: “Here stood the house of Susanna Martin. An honest, hardworking Christian woman accused of being a witch, tried, and executed at Salem, July 19, 1692. A Martyr of Superstition.” The…
Boarding School Blues: Chapter 22 By Louise Peloquin Ch. 22 The Inner Sanctum Sister Theophile’s office door was open when Blanche and Andy arrived. The headmistress’s inner sanctum was usually off limits. Rarely did anyone cross its threshold. The girls had noticed that Sister Gerald entered only when she was…
When English fur traders first ventured up the Merrimack River in the 1620s and 1630s, they encountered two established villages of the indigenous people who inhabited the region. The first village, known as Pawtucket, was located at the north side of the river at the falls. The other village, a…
Pierre Comtois is one of Lowell’s most prolific authors, past and present. He burst on the scene in 2015 with Marvel Comics in the 1960s: An Issue-by-Issue Field Guide to a Pop Culture Phenomenon which emerged from the author’s lifelong interest in comic books. His subsequent works include science…
Indigenous History Walk: Ever wondered what Lowell looked like and who lived here before Lowell became a city? Why not join a free and open to the public walking tour of Lowell? You will learn about the area’s Native American history, but also about Indigenous persistence in the city to…