Lupine Rd, Lowell, MA
Looking northwest, towards Dracut Looking southeast, towards Centralville Tree opposite the house Jack Kerouac was born in Entrance to Lupine Rd. from Fred St.
Entering Lowell / Entering Dracut
Kerouac’s home turf in the first few years of his life when the family lived in Centralville, the house he was born in on Lupine Rd is just a few streets away from where these photographs were taken.
Bridge Street, Lowell
Jack Kerouac’s dad Leo did run a print shop on Bridge Street in the 1930’s. When the 1936 flood hit Lowell and flooded parts of the city the shops was badly damaged and Leo Kerouac had to give it up. These photos were taken coming from downtown Lowell and crossing the bridge in the direction … Continue reading
The Cassidys
Like many on my blog, this is a highly speculative post. Both photos were taken from Chelmsford Street in south Lowell, but not in the part of Lowell that is actually called ‘South Lowell’. In the book Maggie Cassidy the Cassidys live at 31, Massachusetts Street, but that street doesn’t actually exist (at least not … Continue reading
Arriving in Lowell
Some of the first sights I encountered getting off the train at Lowell. Of course freight trains and Kerouac are mainly associated with his time in California, but I had to take a few photos of these freights anyway. That old industrial building opposite the rather unexciting present day Lowell train station (in Kerouac’s time … Continue reading
The 11:10 am to Lowell
North Station, Boston, MA Waiting for the train to take me to Lowell, Jack Kerouac’s birth town, and I was suitably excited.
Submarine Signal Building
West End, Boston, MA. I am not sure which function exactly this building served in its time, but given the name ‘Submarine Signal Building’ I had to think about Kerouac going to Greenland on the SS Dorchester in 1942 and his fear of being hit by a Torpedo fired from a German submarine (as described … Continue reading
So we sailed south from Nova Scotia and to my surprise, instead of hitting Boston Harbor…
… we suddenly woke up one morning and saw, in the fog, the good old Statue Of Liberty (Vanity Of Dulouz, p. 141 Paladin 1990 edition) Boston Harbor Statue Of Liberty from Staten Island Ferry Here’s another photo from streets in the vicinity of Boston Harbor, I can picture Kerouac strolling along here quite nicely
… when I lay in the grass of Boston Common…
… thinking of death…’ (Visions Of Cody p.132 Flamingo Modern Classic edition)
Retracing Jack Kerouac on Facebook
Retracing Jack Kerouac 