Lowell, MA: When You Go

Comment from M. Johns on November 22, 2009

This feature means a lot to me: When my French Canadian ancestors came to the U.S., they all came through and lived in Lowell. In college, I studied American urban history, starting with the mill operatives of the 1830s and ending with the Jack Kerouac era. Thanks for the update!

Comment from bob mccarthy on February 3, 2010

Lowell: Spiting its hard times...Thank You my parents & extended Polack family....t'was the Best of Places to have grown up, i.e. in the '40s & '50s! (with due respect to some Nuns or Brothers for many) and per e.g. learning of diversity through...ah...er...participating in ethnic 'socialization' after the Hi-Hat at record hops at the stinky...OK musky...gyms of Holy Trinity, the Immaculate, Keith Academy, etc. as rock and roll was being born one night with more dancing cheek-to-cheek at the Commodore [or even Totem Pole] to ebbing, but great Big Band music another night and sometimes at Drive-Ins or across from Glennies on The Boulevard or atop Fort Hill. (On a more academic note, I highly recommend Call the Darkness Light by Nancy Zaroulis who meticulously puts you on/in the streets/neighborhoods of today as they existed in times of those founding Mill Girls.)