The Boott Cotton Mill Museum is worth a visit. The photo is a view along the canal that borders the museum. Another view is of the railroad bridge. Small wonder that Kerouac loved Lowell, although I would imagine that it was much grittier then. Still, the sky and the river would be the same.
I have submitted an entry for the "Wicked" Essay Contest, the "back story" for Baa Baa Black Sheep. It was much fun to write, and in the likely event that my entry doesn't win, I'll post it here. I love to write from the animal's point of view. Weird empathy, huh?
Au Revoir, again,
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