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Charles A Rudolph from Carterville, IL wrote on October 19, 2021
I worked at Kopperโ€™s from 1974 to 1991 when the plant closed. Conditions had improved by then: ties were often (though not always) handled with equipment rather man-handled. Even then, air and soil were contaminated with creosote, and we constantly dealt with burns and bruises and scrapes and puncture wounds. Someone said if an employee didnโ€™t have at least one badly smashed finger a week, he had been on vacation. I also recall the little boys from the neighborhood running around the plant after hours. One found a work van with the keys in the ignition and managed to total it. I hope he wasnโ€™t hurt badly. I would be interested in hearing more from the organization regarding any developments. Thank you.
Rev Sonja Ingebritsen from Madison, WI wrote on October 1, 2021
I am so thrilled to see this history witnessed and preserved through this website! I continue to be inspired by the resiliency and courage of you who dared to speak the truth in the face of powers that wanted to silence you.
Joe Boor from Tallahassee wrote on September 30, 2021
I grew up in Carbondale. I knew Koppers was there but never really thought about it. During my career I worked in pollution insurance a little. I never would expected that a Superfund site like that would be right in Carbondaleโ€™s backyard,
Arlinda Steele Morgan from Carbondale Ill wrote on September 29, 2021
For years this was a place that we thought was a playground also. Many of us as children will go there to ride their trains illegally to play between the structures that were on the premises. To catch a short train ride up and down that area. Never a warning that this could be a dangerous chemical area
Shri A. Verrill from Boothbay wrote on September 29, 2021
May health and justice prevail!
Pat Chappell Hubbard from Dolton wrote on September 25, 2021
The Koppers laborers: Many black men in Carbondale, spent the greater part of their work lives as laborers at Koppers Tie Plant in Carbondale, IL. In the past few years, concerns about the sites negative environmental impact on the residence, particularly those in the Northeast section of the city. These concerns have brought about many efforts to address the issue. The history of the Carbondale site as well as efforts to address the environmental problems are outline on the website: My grandfather, Shelly Chappell, worked at the plant from early 20โ€™s in the early 1920โ€™s until his retirement in the late 1960โ€™s. I remember the day of this retirement well. My โ€˜Popโ€™ came home and actually fell on the floor of the living come and cried. I could not understand why at the time. I remember that he, Mr. Archie Marchell, Versus Smith, Mr. Fletcher, Mr. Robert Matthews and many others hardly ever, if ever, missed a day of work. They were man of honor who not only worked hard and faithfully at their jobs, but also fought for fair treatment for themselves and their fellow workers. Pop served as President for several years of United Mine Workers Union local 12176 for the Carbondale Koppers Plant. Black workers knew in the early 1900s for Blacks migrating from various parts of the south in search of a better life for themselves and their families, that finding a steady job was indeed a blessing. These men honored these โ€˜blessingsโ€™ by demonstrating a dedication to their jobs and employers that has since been unparalleled. Unfortunately, they were repaid their loyalty with poor pay, harsh and even dangerous working conditions and overall disregard for them as being worthy of the decent and fair treatment they were due. Now, this disrespect continues as the harmful environmental conditions caused by the Koppers Plant over the years, and still until now, are being downplayed and even lied about. Kudos to Marilyn Tipton and all who are involved in fighting for justice for all those who have been negatively affected by the toxic chemicals down thru the years from the Koppers site. The monument to honor the workers, the website now under construction, and the planned documentary are truly great and noteworthy efforts and a tribute, I am certain, of which they would be proud.
Pat Chappell Hubbard from Dolton, IL wrote on September 25, 2021
To those who have worked so hard over the past years to bring to light the injustice done to the community, particularly the Northeast side of Carbondale, by Koppers is to be highly commended. The information on this site, under especially the History tab, is very well developed. May your efforts bring forth the desired results.
Dr. Melvin LeRoy Green Macklin from Rocky Mount, VA wrote on September 25, 2021
This is a much deserved-to-be-told history. I was born in Carbondale and lived near "Moma Cecil and Papa John Brown's home which we called "The Big House." I grew up on Allman Street in my grandmother's house, within two blocks of the tie plant's creosote pool. This pool, I remember, resembled a huge, greasy, oily, mass of black slime. Being so small at the time, it seemed to me like a tiny lake. I would watch our black fathers and grandfathers in the mornings as they walked to the railroad yard and to the Tie Plant and then trudge back home in the evenings, their clothing covered in oil and grease. I, and my best friend, Stank, would spend many of our weekends playing at the round house in the railroad yard proper. Stank lived right next to the rail tracks cutting right through the tie plant grounds. We attacked the railroad yard and the idle trains, climbing onto, inside of, and under the parked railroad cars. The big, empty box cars held a particular fascination for eleven and twelve year old boys. Often we would encounter Hobos hiding out in the cars. We played at the tie plant's creosote pond, often tossing rocks and sticks into the black goo--as energetic, rambunctious boys would do. We dared each other to dip a toe into the sticky mess. Near the creosote were humongous stacks and stacks of railroad ties, soaked through and through with the creosote. While playing on the railroad tracks, we would climb onto the wet railroad ties, getting creosote on our persons in the process. As boys in the 1950s and 60s, we thought nothing about it. I got a glob of creosote on me one time. It irritated my hand. I decided I didn't like it, so I stopped climbing onto the soaked ties, and I stopped venturing too close to the creosote pond. We, nor our parents, had no clue of any dangers that our "playground" held. To us boys, it was simply just, plain old fun.
Betty Cole from Carbondale wrote on September 22, 2021
Thank you for sharing.
Clarissa Cowley from Chicago wrote on September 21, 2021
This is amazing!
Mel Hughlett from Houston wrote on September 21, 2021
Its never to late to both 'right a wrong' nor 'write about a wrong'...God bless the momentum and originators of this movement.