Tag Archives: Junction

Goodbye, Solway’s

G. Solway & Sons, my favourite site along the West Toronto Railpath, closed its massive rusty gates earlier this month. Solway’s was a scrap yard that irritated new home owners buying into its industrial and working class neighbourhood. These new residents pressured the City to put the squeeze on Solway’s by changing local traffic laws and banning bicycle scrappers . Having endured several years of these pressures, Solway’s has now sold the site to a condo developer. But I’m not going to dwell on all that. I want to celebrate Solway’s as it was.

When I lived on Perth Avenue behind Solway’s six years ago, I would see a steady procession of pick-up trucks and bicycles with handmade wagons taking the city’s discarded metal to the scrapyard. Walking by the yard (then at the end of a dead end alley), I might see a magnet picking up an entire dump truck load of metal, or a giant claw picking up kitchen appliances three at a time and hurling them 50 feet. Later, when the street was cleaned up and Railpath opened, some of the locals would set up lawn chairs across from the scrap yard to watch the show.

Mechanical dinosaurs appeared one day in 2010, peering over the weed trees that line the Railpath. A crane operator placed these theme park discards along the fence line where they slowly decayed over several seasons. In particular, I remember the triceratops’ eye staring mournfully at me every time I headed home along the path.



Many Mockingbirds are excellent mimics, adeptly imitating a score or more of the other species found in the neighborhood. (p. 124, A Field Guide to Birds, Roger Tory Peterson, 1947)

The Sinkhole & Berry-Go-Round District

The parked Berry-Go-Round adds a little colour to this block of one-bay auto repair shops. This is the second year in a row that Osler Street has caved in during spring runoff. Traffic on Dupont/Annette actually moves a little smoother during sinkhole season.

New Year’s Eve in my neighbourhood

We walked home from Parkdale along the surprisingly quiet streets. There were a few clusters of people ringing in the new year though.

Pile Drivers off Old Weston Road

The daily pile driving along the Go Train tracks sounds like an enormous heart beating over The Junction.