By Dale Vercero Over the last few days I have been focused on the air quality, as most of us have. I wrote this poem in 1971 when Nanticoke was in full swing with Hydro and Stelco leaving streaks in the sky. I thought you might be interested in this. I was 17 at the time, in Grade 12 English…
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