50 years of environment writing
I grew up on the edge of the small Ontario town of Southampton. If I stepped out the door and walked west, I would soon be on the beach, facing the vast expanse of Lake Huron. If I walked south or east, I would be in cedar bush. Only walking north led to the town. Like most people at the time, I had no concept of the wave of pollution that was starting to wash across the world, and that it would define my career and reshape the way we think about nature and our own well-being. For 50 years I had a front row seat to the environmental change. As a newspaper reporter, I wrote about an ever-increasing number of environmental crises, and some of the first big steps to solve them. I spent the second half of my working life as a writer, editor, advisor and teacher in environment and sustainability.
In the first half of the past century much of the “environmental” writing in North America was about creating parks and the state of wildlife. It was often outdoor writers who were telling the stories from the perspective of hunters and fishers. In 1962, there was a sea change in attitudes toward the environment when U.S. biologist and ecologist Rachel Carson published Silent Spring, warning of the deadly effects of pesticides, such as DDT. The book caused a huge public debate about chemical risks in general, and is often credited with launching widespread public concern about the state of the environment. It launched “modern” environmental journalism.
I had always been interested in nature, but in 1966, as a reporter at The Owen Sound Sun-Times, newspaper, I got a phone call from a friend at the then Ontario Water Resources Commission. He said I needed to come to Niagara Falls to meet a U.S. congressman who would tell me about the “dying” of Lake Erie. I was a general assignment reporter and environment stories were not on the radar in my relatively clean part of the world. But, I made the three-hour drive, and in front of one of the world’s natural wonders, started to learn about water pollution, and how it was turning parts of the Great Lakes into a slimy mess of algae and dead fish. I became a small part of one of the biggest environmental stories of the time.
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By 1970, I was a reporter at The Windsor Star, and from our offices, I could look across the Detroit River at Motor City with its heavy concentration of factories and steel mills. Industrial fallout blowing across the river was so heavy I sometimes had to wash my windshield before driving home from work. A fellow reporter wrote that breathing the air was like smoking two packs of cigarettes a day. I got my second chance at environmental writing when the paper broke one of the major pollution stories of the decade. A scientist had detected mercury, a heavy metal that can cause nerve damage, in fish from areas in parts of Ontario, including some near Windsor. I reported on federal and provincial politicians scrambling to come up with reassuring answers for a nervous population, and at the Ontario government laboratory I saw how scientists were testing fish to find out how serious the mercury pollution was.
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It would be nearly another decade before I got an opportunity to become a full-time environmental writer. In the following sections, I will track the evolution of some of the biggest environmental discoveries and decisions from the 1980s onward. At first, I covered them as a reporter, and later worked with governments, businesses, scientific, academic and non-government organizations, writing about the environment, and helping people to understand and communicate these issues.