All That's Left

I went down to Queen Street to look at the remains of that awful fire that made a number of people homeless last week. I did go down to gawk I admit but also to remember, as my very first studio was in that block though the entrance was off Richmond St. It was an absolute tip of a place though the rent was good. I seem to remember the walls not going all the way up. I wasn't there for more than a few months as I found dealing with the livestock both six legged and four legged a drag and it was a long way from my home in the beaches and we were poor and dump though it was we really couldn't afford it. The remains that I saw on Sunday were very distressing and I was sorry that I had gone to see it. To look at the wreck of people's lives is a dreadful thing. I do hope that what goes up to replace it is built with the consideration that the people who lived there and lost everything but their lives were on the whole poor people and it would be a good thing if new housing was built with this in mind. We have enough Trump Towers in the world. Just because people are poor doesn't mean they enjoy living in a pit. I have no say in this matter as I pay taxes in one of the richest towns in Canada though I am not rich. It's funny where our lives take us when we open up to life. I would speak to Toronto council if I had a right to, regarding what will be placed on Queen St. I 'll just have to wait and see.