Carroll Lowenstein

Carroll M. Lowenstein

Tuesday, November 26th, 1929 - Thursday, November 14th, 2019
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Carroll M. Lowenstein of Arlington, at age 89, November 14th. Beloved husband of 64 years to the late Barbara A. Lowenstein. Loving father of Lynne A. Lowenstein of Arlington, Carroll M. Lowenstein Jr., of Arlington, and John W. Lowenstein and his wife Christine of Winchester. Loving grandfather of Peter J. Mee and his wife Allison, William J. Lowenstein, James J. Lowenstein, and Harry J. Lowenstein. Brother of the late William Lowenstein and Murlyn Buckley. Born in 1929 to William and Marie Lowenstein in Malden, MA, Mr. Lowenstein attended Malden High School, The Huntington School, and Harvard College. He excelled as Quarterback and Captain of the Harvard Football Team, holding numerous passing records for decades and his loyalty to, and support of Harvard Football was unwavering. He served for many years as the Chairman of The Friends of Harvard Football and could be found with friends and family at almost every game at Harvard Stadium in Section 37 Row PP Seat 1. He was inducted into the Malden High School Golden Tornado Club Hall of Fame and The Harvard Varsity Club Hall of Fame. He was past president of the National Football Foundation And Hall of Fame Eastern Massachusetts Chapter and a longtime member of The Gridiron Club of Boston and Winchester Country Club. Mr. Lowenstein proudly served in the Army of the United States during the Korean War. As the Owner of a janitorial and security guard business in the 1970s, Mr. Lowenstein employed more than 500 people, providing services to many downtown Boston office buildings as well as Fenway Park. Later in life he was a consultant specializing in what he referred to as “the timely treatment of urgent financial and operating problems.” He was a highly respected and intelligent businessman and an extremely ethical entrepreneur who thoroughly enjoyed solving problems and giving advice to others to help them succeed – especially when the advice was directed toward Lynne, Carroll, John, and Pete. “FOCUS” was his favorite word of wisdom. Relatives and friends are invited to visit in the DeVito Funeral Home, 1145 Mass. Ave., ARLINGTON Monday from 4:00 pm to 8:00 pm and Tuesday to his Funeral Mass at 10:00 am in Saint Agnes Church. Interment to follow at St. Paul’s Cemetery, Arlington. To send an online condolence or for directions please visit
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  • Visitation

    Monday, November 18th, 2019 | 4:00pm - 8:00pm
    Monday, November 18th, 2019 4:00pm - 8:00pm
    DeVito Funeral Home - Arlington
    1145 Massachusetts Ave.
    Arlington, MA 02476
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  • Funeral Mass

    Tuesday, November 19th, 2019 | 10:00am
    Tuesday, November 19th, 2019 10:00am
    St. Agnes Church
    51 Medford Street
    Arlington, MA
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    Please meet directly at church. Staff will be available on Medford Street to assist with parking.
  • Interment

    Tuesday, November 19th, 2019 | 11:15am
    Tuesday, November 19th, 2019 11:15am
    St. Paul Cemetery - Arlington
    30 Broadway
    Arlington, MA
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donald mac donald

Posted at 03:55pm
My deepest Sympathy for the loss of your beloved father Carroll, humble as he was I never heard of his amazing football career at Harvard. I met him in his later years helping people that were facing some sort of difficulty in business
He really cared and offered great advice to weather the storm He helped some of my fiends and myself as well with business related challenges. I believe he sincerely enjoyed sharing his wisdom .It was not about money just finding a way to help those in need I just learned of the sad news of his passing today and sorry that I missed his funeral but his memory will stay with us remembering a very special person. His passing is a great loss to all of us.
Donald Mac Donald

John Lowenstein

Posted at 10:49pm
Alumnus Football
By Grantland Rice

Bill Jones had been the shining start upon his college team.
His tackling was ferocious and his bucking was a dream.
When husky William took the ball beneath his brawny arm
They had two extra men to ring the ambulance alarm.

Bill hit the line and ran the ends like some mad bull amuck.
The other team would shiver when they saw him start to buck.
And when some rival tackler tried to block his dashing pace,
On waking up, he’d ask, “Who drove that truck across my face?”

Bill had the speed – Bill had the weight – Bill never bucked in vain;
From goal to goal he whizzed along while fragments strewed the plain,
And there had been a standing bet, which no one tried to call,
That he could make his distance through a ten-foot granite wall.

When he wound up his college course each student’s heart was sore.
They wept to think bull-throated Bill would buck the line no more.
Not so with William – in his dreams he saw the Field of Fame,
Where he would buck to glory in the swirl of Life’s big game.

Sweet are the dreams of college life, before our faith is nicked –
The world is but a cherry tree that’s waiting to be picked;
The world is but an open road – until we find, one day,
How far away the goal posts are that called us to the play.

So, with the sheepskin tucked beneath his arm in football style,
Bill put on steam and dashed into the thickest of the pile;
With eyes ablaze, he sprinted where the laureled highway led-
When Bill woke up his scalp hung loose and knot adorned his head.

He tried to run the ends of life but with rib-crushing toss
A rent-collector tackled him and threw him for a loss.
And when he switched his course again and dashed into the line
The massive Guard named Failure did a toddle on his spine.

Bill tried to punt out of the rut, but ere he turned the trick
Right Tackle Competition scuttled through and blocked the kick.
And when he tackled at Success in one long, vicious prod
The Fullback Disappointment steered his features in the sod.

Bill was no quitter, so he tried a buck in higher gear,
But left Guard Envy broke it up and stood him on his ear.
Whereat he aimed a forward pass, but in a vicious bound
Big Center Greed slipped through a hole and slammed him to the ground.

But one day, when across the Field of Fame the goal seemed dim,
The wise old coach, Experience, came up and spoke to him.
“Oh boy,” he said, “the main point now before you win your bout
Is keep on bucking Failure till you’ve worn the piker out!

“And, kid, cut out this fancy stuff – go in there, low and hard;
Just keep your eye upon the ball and plug on, yard by yard,
And more than all – when you are thrown or tumbled with a crack,
Don’t sit there whining – hustle up and keep on coming back;

“Keep coming back with all you’ve got, without an alibi,
If Competition trips you up or lands upon your eye,
Until at last above the din you hear this sentence spilled:
‘We might as well let this bird through before we all get killed.’

“You’ll find the road is long and rough, with soft spots far apart,
Where only those can make the grade who have the Uphill Heart.
And when they stop you with a thud or halt you with a crack,
Let Courage call the signals as you keep on coming back.

“Keep coming back, and though the world my romp across your spine,
Let every game’s end find you still upon the battling line;
For when the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name,
He writes – not that you won or lost – but how you played the Game.”

Frank Nahigian

Posted at 05:41am
Carroll was special and extraordinary. What differentiated him wasn't his athletic ability, it was his humanity, fueled by an extraordinary, positive, inextinguishable spirit that was always present. I don't think that that spirit died when Carroll did; I suspect it died three years ago when Barbara did, and he got along on fumes since that time. There's no question in my mind that now they're back together again and that spirit has been restored as well. He was a beautiful guy.

Edward J Boudreau Jr

Posted at 04:07am
Carroll Jr and family. My prayers go out to you all on the loss of your dad. A great guy who will be missed. I am sorry that my schedule will not permit me to pay my respect in person but know you will be in my thoughts.

Ed Boudreau

Edward J Boudreau Jr

Posted at 04:07am
Carroll Jr and family. My prayers go out to you all on the loss of your dad. A great guy who will be missed. I am sorry that my schedule will not permit me to pay my respect in person but know you will be in my thoughts.

Ed Boudreau

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