Ipswich is a small town 35 miles north of Boston. My mother grew up there. I still have cousins up there. One, Doug, died earlier this week. Doug was a star athlete at Ipswich High School. After college, he returned to Ipswich. For the next four decades, Doug taught in Ipswich schools, he coached several Ipswich High School teams, and he became a community leader.
Whipple House, circa 1638, Ipswich Village Green
To honor Doug, last week every player on the boys' and girls' basketball teams in each of the eight towns in the Cape Ann League wore warm-up shirts with his name on the backs. The league renamed the coach-of-the-year award after Doug, and Ipswich High School announced that
the basketball court will be named after him.
At the wake for Doug last night, hundreds of mourners filled the community hall, and more stood outside in the cold waiting for up to an hour to enter the hall and pay respects to Doug's family.
I liked Doug, but, of course, I should. He was my cousin. But, seeing the respect and love for
him throughout Ipswich was inspirational. Well done, Doug. Rest in peace.