Article by Matt Jelly Photos by Reg Moore
We found a new unguarded stash of possibly hazardous chemicals just a bit more than a football field away from homes, behind this building, at 350 Wentworth Street North.
My photographer Reg and I were able to enter the site easily- there is an out-of-use rail line that leads directly to the site, as you can see from the satellite view below. Click here for the Google Streetview- you can see the entrance from the street to the pre-existing rail tracks.
We walked approximately 100 yards from Wentworth Street along the abandoned rail line, came to the clearing, and there was no fence- we walked onto the site altogether unobstructed.
From this view, you can see another way into the site- the spot where we emerged from the rail line is visible from the street here:
Reg grew up just blocks from this site- less than 1000 metres away. This is what we found.
This is where we entered the site from the abandoned rail line. No fence.
This property belongs to 1125906 ONTARIO LIMITED.
They bought it in Febraury 2008 for $800,000.
Paint Thinner
Creosote Oil.
- Right next door: The City of Hamilton Operations Centre.
This is all right next door to the City of Hamilton Operations Centre.
- The site is accessible from two directions, completely unprotected.
- More Photos can be seen here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=460602&id=523800553&l=e2597468c2
How did this go unnoticed? What’s in these barrels? Are the barrels empty or full? If they’re full, is this a proper way to store chemicals? How long have they been there? Why do we only have a number for a name of the owner of this site?
How many Mayors have been in office while this has been happening?
I can name at least two.
A very corrosive argument indeed.
Good morning and good luck, Hamilton.
Matt Jelly
Photographer Reg Moore
Unbelievable.
Fkin disgusting, some heads should roll, empty or full disgusting, right beside
Hamilton Operations Center, as if they didn’t know it was there hard to believe. Where are the Cith Inpectors that we are paying for, some one has to lose thiere job. Good work Matt and Reg and others who directed you there.
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excellent work Matt, keep it up.
Sad.
Screw you guys.
No wonder you want to live in Stoney Creek , Ancasteror elsewhere.
This happens to be in our back yards.
We the citizens of Hamilton demand you get to work and and start cleaning this tragic waste up immediately.
I am sure a vast amount of us are upset and want action taken to make our neighborhood safe but until we unite on a larger scale it will still continue to happen.
The needs of the many out weigh the needs of the few so may I suggest that we start to unite.
Oh my gosh, I love the last guy’s comment (robert carley). Keep up the good work guys… if only you guys worked for City Hall and were tasked with the job of fixing this S#*T! Hamilton is a great city, except for all of the stuff you are uncovering and how it affects everyone’s self-esteem… Reg, I pass by your old house every week when I am working (it is on my route…) and I think of you! I turn onto it from the side street near the dead end… I am always afraid someone is gonna come up from the dead end and hit my car… it is really difficult to see to turn there… and I have the stop sign, so it would be MY fault!! Blah, blah, blah… probably not the forum for all of this… I LOVE Hamilton though. When is something going to be done about this? I’m sure there are SO many more places like this… if I find any, I’ll be sure to let you know!
You rock, Captain Awesome and Reg. Angering up the blood yet again, and firing up the community spirit too. Totally beside and behind you on advocating and digging in to get this cleaned up!
Great work uncovering this stuff. The city needs to know this, investigate it immediately and then hold someone accountable. Good work Toxic Avengers!
Fantastic environmental detective work guys! Now if only we had environmental bounty hunters! Keep up the good work and run for office!
OMG, another toxic time-bomb, and right next door to a whole phalanx of city staff turning a blind eye to the obvious. This city is a joke. It’s time to clean house down at city hall, it’s the only way we will survive. Kudos Matt, Avenger indeed.
Matt, you are making this city a better place for everyone who lives next door to derelict industrial properties, like these, by choice or by necessity. I hope the opinion makers and people that govern us take notice.
I hear Di Ianni has turned green.
Maybe someone should call an ambulance.
What is green anyway?
Good work! I’m proud to live on the same planet as you.
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My pubic hair is red and dense and clings tightly to my soft smooth belly.
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My hands are gentle, soft and sensitive, yet strong.
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My tongue is clean and pink.
My eyes are warm, clear and powerful.
I wait patiently for my young lover to take my hand and sweep me off into the night.
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And She Sang Loudly
And she sang loudly.
So loudly that she couldn’t hear herself and didn’t know where she was.
I will sing again someday she said.
Maybe not so loudly the next time, but who knows, when the time comes and the winds whistle and the oceans splash and foam and gulls fly by and dance on the wing I might want to sing loudly and even dance and clap my hands.
No one knows what will happen then, not even the Time Goddess herself.
I know I’m feeling good right now, and that I am
happy and secure in the heart of joy.
I realise that I am part of all things and that all things are part of me and that my soul belongs to the Universe and I am a child of God and the lover of young men and rosy lipped angels.
I like to stand in water up to my ankles and feel its soft splashing and its gentle caress.
I was never afraid to say how much I admired you, and that you could be part of my soul and spirit forever.
People say I’m young and beautiful in my own way and I believe them.
I know it’s time for my beauty and I will bathe in its sensual scents and touching.
My hair is on fire and blows freely in the wind.
My breath is sweet and my teeth are white and new looking.
My breasts are firm, my nipples erect.
My pubic hair is red and dense and clings tightly to my soft smooth belly.
My knees are smooth and my feet are young and agile.
My hands are gentle, soft and sensitive, yet strong.
My lips are red and wet.
My tongue is clean and pink.
My eyes are warm, clear and powerful.
I wait patiently for my young lover to take my hand and sweep me off into the night.
There I would be devoured and cleansed and my pure body and mind would go out into the universe with joy at its centre and laughter by its side.
And I would be set free.
And maybe someone someday will hear my loud song and rejoice with me.
Robert Carley
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