Kerouac!
Well my pilgrimage is done and it was everything and more. We rolled into Lowell at sunset and went straight to the cemetery. No luck in the darkness finding Jack, we headed to the bar. There he was hanging on the wall...on a t-shirt printed and hanging above the bottles of spirits in the Old Worster house. A middle aged gentelman was drunk singing, "Ommpa doompa doompitee doo...". (a la Willy Wonka) We drank a few pints and headed on ending, eventually at the hotel for gorging on alcohol and food. Well rested the next day we got beautiful pictures in the Edson cemetery and at the Kerouac memorial in Lynn downtown proper. It was well guarded by an intense man by the name of "Peter" who claims to be Jack's nephew. He gave us permission to take all of the pictures we wanted in his uncle's park and we trotted on. I had been looking forward to this trip for years. Having seen Kerouac's original manuscript for "On the Road" in Las Vegas, I was looki...