Recently we noticed the park’s parking lot had a giant hole in it. So I called the park service and told them. A few days later, the hole was filled in.
Sincerely,
Lowell National Historical Park
In the early 1800s, this planned industrial town used an extensive canal system around area waterways to power its mills, giving rise to a to a thriving manufacturing community largely comprised of immigrants and working women. Lowell's "Mill Girls" made up 75 percent of its work force. These early 19th century young women left their homes on New England farms for jobs in the booming textile industry. Today, visitors can tour the canals by boat and see renovated mill buildings where workers endured long hours in a harsh working environment, eventually fighting for and paving the way for better labor conditions.
State(s): Massachusetts
Established: 1978
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