Today I’ll look back at the Lowell City Council in 2025 and identify some of top issues that arose over the past twelve months. Three Incumbents Lose – In the 2025 city election, a quarter of the city council was ousted by voters. District councilors Corey Belanger, Wayne Jenness, and…

Where Is Our National Comfort When We Need it the Most? By Rev. Steve Edington [This is the text of an op-ed piece that appeared in the December 30, 2025, issue of the New Hampshire Union Leader.] Our Constitution is clear on the matter: “No religious Test shall ever be…

My New Year’s Eves By Leo Racicot When I was growing up, it was a New Year’s Eve tradition for families to gather around the radio or t.v. set to listen to Guy Lombardo ring in the new year. He and his band, The Royal Canadians, had begun their broadcast in 1928 and it had caught on with the public, was…

Two Hundred Fifty Years ago tonight, soldiers led by Benedict Arnold attached the city of Quebec, as the rebellious American colonies sought to add Canada to their cohort. It did not go well for the Americans. Here is my account of what happened that night. I originally posted this story…

New Year Celebrations in Lowell and Beyond – (PIP #90) By Louise Peloquin Happy, healthy, peaceful, fruitful new year to everyone everywhere! L’Etoile – Front page, January 2, 1926 The New Year 1926 was received with open arms and grand, popular revelry – Dances, parties, dinners, speeches, intimate reunions, evening…

There was no Lowell City Council meeting this week due to Christmas, however, today we’ll look back to the December 16, 2025, and the departing remarks of Councilors Paul Ratha Yem, Wayne Jenness, and Corey Belanger. Here is what each of them had to say. I’ve slightly edited the transcript…

Morning Song By Jim Provencher Waking to predawn summer stillness, A pleasant coolness, the town asleep in river fog. A few night-perch birdcalls try the darkness, throat-clearing chortles, signalling, I’m here. Adrift in the night, whirring and whispering an overture of small sibilant cries. This tentative faltering reminds me I…

My Christmases By Leo Racicot When I was a boy, a must do every Christmas was to go downtown to see the holiday lights on City Hall, and the manger display in front of it. Papa would take Diane and me down to see it. In those days, the entire…