There was no Lowell City Council meeting this week so in anticipation of our city’s coming bicentennial, I’ll take a break from current city affairs and look back 200 years to the founding of Lowell. Earlier this month I gave a talk on this topic at the Pollard Memorial Library,…
The Parker Lectures By Leo Racicot The Parker Lectures have been around for more than 100 years, Established as a trust fund in 1917 by their founder, Moses Greeley Parker, a Dracut physician and much-decorated Civil War surgeon, the Lectures offer the Greater Lowell area programs of a wide-ranging and…
Paperbacks By Susan April Paperback books I stole from the Beaver Brook Mill when it was a department store: The Grapes of Wrath Up the Down Staircase Gone With the Wind. Collinsville. I was twelve. Our house had telephone books and Liberty Mutual pamphlets like First Aid for Slightest Injury…
In last week’s newsletter, I reported on two items from the August 12, 2025, Lowell City Council meeting. These were the upcoming trip to Switzerland by a city delegation and the Lowell Housing Authority versus vagrants discussion. Today, I’ll cover some other topics from that same meeting. The August 12…
Bookstores I Have Known By Leo Racicot College City Book Mart was the first bookstore I discovered and grew to love. It was located in what is now Francis Gatehouse Mills, on Broadway Street. The reason I’d found myself in that neck of the woods is: our Aunt Marie had…
The Underpass By Susan April The Underpass was a fearful place. A literal underpass of the Boston & Maine railroad at the foot of Middlesex Street by the Lord Overpass. You had to be brave or crazy to take that shortcut. I was both. I never understood the spaghetti of…
The Lowell City Council met on Tuesday night and completed a lengthy agenda that covered many topics. In today’s newsletter, I’ll focus on two of them. One of the council’s first votes was to cancel the next council meeting which was scheduled for August 26, 2025. This will create a…
North Common, 1960s By Leo Racicot Not every kid can boast that his front yard was a nine-acre park. I can. Our house was right across the street from North Common, a charming expanse of green in summer, white in winter. All my sister and I had to do was…
This article originally appeared on this site last week, however, due to technical difficulties it was only visible later in the day so it is being reposted today. Remembering My Father, Robert T. Reilly By Eoin Reilly So my father wrote a lot. He also was from Lowell and ran…
The entry below is being cross posted from Marjorie Arons-Barron’s own blog. Cahokia Jazz by Francis Spufford is a quickly unspooling, cinematic mystery set in the fictional city of Cahokia, during the 1920’s. (The real Cahokia had vanished by 1200 C.E., leaving behind only mounds of grass-covered dirt in Illinois, near the…