Volunteer and Guest Blogger
Volunteer and Guest Blogger
Volunteer and Guest Blogger
Welcome to another edition of "Two Sides of Barton." Our resident guest blogger and senior correspondent Linda Kraan-Benson has lived in the Barton Village neighbourhood for twelve years, and she's bringing readers an in-depth account of her experiences of the neighbourhood, from the perspective of both a passionate, engaged community member and a senior citizen navigating issues of accessibility and social connection in a city whose infrastructure can present serious challenges. Read on for the first leg of Linda's walking tour of Barton Village, in which she explores the grounds of the Hamilton General Hospital.
Today, I will discuss the Hamilton General Hospital, one of the cornerstones of the Barton Village neighbourhood. Part of the larger Hamilton Health Sciences Network, the General, as it is loving referred to, is not just about medical care, though it certainly shines in that department. Long known for its burns unit, the General is also now renowned for its stellar cardiology department.
As a pensioner, I am encouraged to have such a hospital in my own backyard. If I need to go to the ER, it is a mere five- minute walk for me. Of course, I am not suggesting you put a visit to the Hamilton General as a patient on your to-do list, but I encourage you to take a walk around the grounds of the hospital, whenever you have the chance.
I encourage you to begin with a walk around the outside of the building. I was extremely impressed with the alleys and walkways, the “hidden” courtyard, and the lovely manicured gardens. When I first moved to the neighbourhood, I would often take a walk to the hospital, grab a coffee from their café, and go sit in their gardens. There are many chairs and benches, surrounded by the solitude and the whispering of their many bushes and trees. Once you are inside the courtyard, the silence is overwhelming; gone is the noise of the emergency vehicles and the hustle and bustle of foot traffic to the hospital.
Beyond the main doors of the hospital, there is a fabulous little gift store. If you have never visited there, I hope you do. They sell everything from books to clothing, and they have some of the most beautiful shawls, pants, and skirts — very trendy, I must say. There have been times when I needed a small gift, in a hurry — you know those moments when you are invited out for dinner, or when you have forgotten someone’s birthday? Well, I have often gone into that little store and found that perfect gift, from kitchen plaques to candles, from dolls to jewelry, faux plants to real living foliage, from watches to earrings. You need baby gifts? They have them in spades, as well as cards, magazines, and so much more.
Of course, you will find a coffee shop on the main floor of the hospital, where you can buy breakfast sandwiches, muffins, soup, and the normal cafe fare. As writing of this blog, the larger cafeteria on the lower level is in the midst of renovations. [Editor's note: renovations have since been completed, and the new downstairs cafeteria features a slew of great lunch options, Starbucks coffee in addition to the house cafe, and a beautiful, well-appointed seating area]
On one of my walkabouts, I spotted a sign that said “Go Tango.” Curiosity got the better of me, as it always does. Upon locating the entrance, on Wellington Street, I found a perfectly sized restaurant. Here, you can find the flavours of the Mediterranean, from snacks with humus, to pita wraps and so much more. A perfect little hidden gem.
One thing the General is known for is its rooftop helicopter pad -- it's the only hospital in Hamilton to have one. Although of course you can only view it from street level, the helipad is a great place to take the kids to; it's really exciting for the little ones to get to see the helicopters landing and taking off. Of course, many living close to the hospital may not agree with me -- after all, hearing the hum and whir of the copter at three o'clock in the morning may not appeal to many -- but isn't it wonderful to know that we have this facility here in our own backyards, saving countless lives over the course of the year? What a wonderful service we have, so close to home!
Over the twelve years that I have lived here in Barton Village, I have watched the hospital expand and grow as new specialized departments have opened. A few years ago, a rehab and wellness department was added on, and more recently the Ron Joyce Children's Health Centre. Parking lots have opened along Barton street, with several more lots lining Victoria avenue.
As the hospital has grown, its staff have seemed to venture more along Barton Street and become part of the community, especially those shops that have opened up along the blocks between Victoria and Emerald Avenues over the past few years. I hope that as the hospital continues to function as an anchor of the Barton Village neighbourhood, more people will be motivated to explore the grounds and realize all that the hospital has to offer, beyond some of the best medical care in the province.
We're so excited to introduce Barton Village resident, volunteer, and guest blogger Linda Kraan-Benson. Linda moved to the Barton Village area around twelve years ago, and swiftly set to work getting to know the neighbourhood, its residents, and business owners. We're delighted to have her as a guest blogger, sharing her unique perspectives on Barton Village. Linda is especially interested in making neighbourhoods accessible for their senior population, and her posts will explore Barton Village from a senior's perspective, covering all sorts of hidden gems along Barton while raising broader issues around how to create safe, liveable, and inclusive neighbourhoods.
Okay...take it away, Linda!
TWO SIDES OF BARTON - from a Senior's point of view
At the time I moved to the area, this piece of Barton street seemed to be in some sort of inertia. I noticed that some once-beautiful buildings had declined into a fragment of their former glory. Yet the essence of these buildings, and the general atmosphere of the street, brought distant memories of a long-ago vibrancy.
I was not born in Canada, having moved from across the pond in 1982. I raised my two boys in the serenity of Waterdown, once a part of the Halton region, now part of Hamilton. Once the boys flew the coop, I had an urge to move to Hamilton, though I can honestly say: I have no idea where that urge came from! Specifically, I had no idea of what Hamilton had to offer, nor had I even visited the city on more than a handful of occasions, yet the urge was there, and so I moved, first to the mountain. (I honestly have to say, being a Brit, I did not understand why it was so called...to me it felt like a mere incline, "up the road', as we would say, but after a while, I too referred to this incline as "the mountain"! Amazing how titles and words take hold and leave an indelible impression in ones mind...)
A few years on, another gut feeling hit me: this time, it was the urge to move down into the lower city. You have to understand, at this point I had never visited the lower city; after all, I was warned never to venture down there. I had visions of all sorts of misdoings, from street crime to the more serious. People would ask me why I thought there was a jail on Barton street, and I had no answer. But, to the chagrin of my mountain-raised neighbours and friends, I decided to take the plunge and move downtown. I probably could not have chosen a "worse" area to move to. At the time, I really didn't know the difference; I was looking only at the value of real estate. I mean, where else could I have bought a beautiful, all-brick house, with a spectacularly sized backyard and double parking space, for the low cost of $99,000? This was 2009, and prices were rising rapidly elsewhere.
Ok, so I bought a house next door to the "infamous" Emerald Street -- hey, what did I know? I was in awe of the beautiful old houses, the wonderful, family-operated stores, and the vibrancy of my neighbours, from all walks of life: Italians, French, Portuguese, and a lovely couple from Jamaica. Just a couple days after moving into this neighbourhood, I decided to take a tour of Barton street, on foot. Each day I would walk, from Wentworth as far as Kenilworth and back -- mind you, i was much younger and much fitter in those days, and wore out many pairs of running shoes. I can no longer walk so far, so these days I typically walk two or three blocks at a time.
I came to know of the many "drug houses" in my new neighbourhood, and other "seedy" operations around me. Slowly, I got to know many of the "street ladies". And I came to know where I should walk during the darker hours, and where not to. As the years passed, I witnessed a "cleansing" of the neighbourhood, as I personally called it. Slowly, some of the "sweat shops" and the drug houses shut down. Houses went up for sale, and outsiders would trickle in. To say I have seen an enormous change, an emergence in the this neighbourhood, does not do justice to it. This has become a vibrant and exciting place to live.
For the sake of this blog, I will break down Barton Street, into two sections: going east from Wentworth to Sherman and going west from Wentworth to Ferguson. As the months go by, I hope you will take this journey with me, along the two sides of Barton.
Wow, what a weekend! We want to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who attended our Books for Barton book sale in September and October and contributed to raising funds for more free community programming in Barton Village. And of course to everyone who donated books, to the wonderful volunteers who gave up their time to help out, to all the businesses who helped make it happen, and to everyone who spread the word. Our hearts are warmed by all the love and support we received from the community from the moment we first had the idea to do a big fundraising book sale. We didn't quite anticipate how much hard work it was going to be -- this former bookseller should have known better! -- but it was so worth it to see the community come together in support.
We're especially grateful to property owners Malleum for letting us use the space at 337 Barton free of charge, to Crumbled for letting us borrow their power to light up the space, to our amazing volunteers, and to all the community members who lugged bags and boxes of books to our office or neighbouring businesses to support the cause! We raised over $700 to go towards free community programming like our outdoor movie nights and the Barton Village Festival, and even more importantly, we got to know so many of our neighbours.
For a while there our office was so crammed full of books that we could barely move around, but it was worth it to have the opportunity to meet and chat with so many members of our community! We got the chance to explain to area residents what the BIA is and what we do in the community, and were delighted that so many people expressed a desire to get involved, whether with neighbourhood beautification initiatives, volunteering for events, or helping us raise funds.
The number one question people asked was "When is this event happening again?" Truth be told, we'd initially planned it as a one-time thing, but in light of the community response, we've reconsidered. So...stay tuned for the next installment of Books for Barton, coming soon!