Kerouac was famously nomadic: His classic novel, On the Road, follows the adventures (and misadventures) of a thinly-veiled Kerouac stand-in named Sal Paradise (and a band of pseudonymous friends, including Dean Moriarty as Neal Cassady and Carlo Marx as Allen Ginsberg.) Over the course of 300-odd pages, Sal travels from New York to Denver; San Francisco, Selma, Bakersfield and Los Angeles, California; then back again through Arizona, Texas, Missouri, Indiana and Pennsylvania, finally arriving again in New York, where he narrowly missed a visit from Dean. You can follow the route exactly on this color-coded, annotated map.
His family moved around in Lowell through Kerouac’s youth. In one house, which the author later called “sad Beaulieu,” Jack’s older brother Gerard died of rheumatic fever when he was only nine years old. Jack, who was four, never forgot him, and later named his novel Visions of Gerard after the older brother he’d lost.
When he was a bit older, Kerouac and his parents lived in an apartment over a corner drugstore. Here, he wrote The Town and the City, published in 1950 under John Kerouac, which was well reviewed but sold poorly. (The drugstore was later replaced with a flower shop, as shown below.)
At the very cusp of fame—in 1957, just after On the Road was purchased by Viking Press—Jack moved to Orlando, Florida, where he lived in a tiny cottage with his mother. It was here, at 1418 1/2 Clouser St., that Kerouac typed the manuscript that would later become The Dharma Bums.
The College Park house is now the focus of The Kerouac Project, which, with the help of the state of Florida and a foundation of local fans and celebrities, has renovated and opened the house
to the public writers who have applied and been selected for residence.
In his last years, Kerouac lived in St. Petersburg, Florida, with his third wife, Stella Sampas, and his mother.
It’s a sad story, the kind you don’t really want to hear: The King of the Beats was ill, lonesome and broke when he was last visited by press in 1969. He let the reporter in, but there were no shots of Kerouac taken that day: “You better not try to take my photo, or I’ll kick your a–,” he said. A few weeks later, he was dead at age 47.
To help fund the repairs, volunteers are hosting fundraisers at local venues. For more information about the house, and for more photos, visit Tampa Bay Times.
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