Aiken Street, Lowell
‘Untying myself, I walked through the little bush patch behind the house and came to the parapets of the sandbank overlooking the rooftops afar. I could see Aiken Street, the Aiken Street bridge, the river, the mills, and the hills beyond; …’ (Jack Kerouac Selected Letters 1940-1956, p.295)
Retracing Jack Kerouac 