Ah, history. I took this photograph from the Hamilton "mountain", looking north. The small forest of smokestacks in the background sprouts from the Stelco steel mills which, along with those of Dofasco, were the life blood of Hamilton during my childhood. I had a chance to work in those mills one summer and that was plenty.

The broad avenue on the right is Kenilworth Avenue. It has no importance other than personal history. If you follow it from the bottom of the frame to mid-frame, you'll see a small patch of light across the road. That's Kenilworth's intersection with Main Street where, on the southwest corner, my father, along with his partner, Harold Brewster, established his first law office.

Fascinating, eh?