Pics: Rosalie Tirella
Millbury Street, last week:
Endicott Street – Our Lady of Czestochowa church (aka St. Mary’s) parking lot, rear:
Text and pics by Rosalie Tirella
Or a daily garbage patrol on the look out for abhorrent stuff like the illegally dumped garbage, pictured below? I took these photos of Millbury and Endicott streets yesterday. Now that the slobs at the slobby Endicott Street house I have been whining about for THREE YEARS have been removed by the authorities (police wearing bullet-proof vests), there are no more heaps of trash in front of the place. But we’ve got other offenders on the street:
These contractor bags I wrote about last week are STILL “cooking” on Millbury Steet!!:
What does all the garbage, blatantly “on display” in our city, say about Worcester? We have better public schools than all the other New England Gateway Cities, but many of these lesser urban hubs look so much cleaner than Woo! Our parks are many and beauteous, but you forget their lush gorgeousness when you have to cede the sidewalk to a mountain of garbage!
Our West Side homes rival Wellesley’s, but visitors get the wrong impression of Woo – and don’t want to commit to our city – after they do a bit of exploring and come upon sights like this one:
Our garbage/dirty street problem is deeper than “cosmetics,” and I’ve written about the culture of poverty here. But, on the most basic level, we must treat our trash as a cosmetics challenge! More street sweeping – especially in District 4. More garbage trucks, more often – especially in D 4. ASAP!
A few more reasons for all the trash? There are so many more people stuffed into gerrymandered (extra rooms and apts) three deckers these days. Way more than when I was a kid. And today everyone has his or her own car. And the diversity is truly amazing! So many cultures from all over the world live here! So many people from different countries, each guy or gal or kid with his/her own way of discarding their crap. THE CITY MUST START EDUCATING THE POPULACE! We must all get on the same trash-disposal/recycling page!
Every striving city needs an attractive, bustling downtown. We applaud what CM Ed Augustus and other city bigwigs are trying to do. The naysayers have it wrong: it’s not either/or – either our neighborhoods or our downtown. IT IS BOTH … AND THEN SOME! I hope our reimagined downtown becomes more than a place that houses and caters to the well off. I hope we have all kinds of restaurants and stores for all kinds of people! When I was a kid growing up in Worcester, I loved Denholm’s (window shopping) and the Mart (real shopping)! Class war did not break out between the kids from Green Island and the matrons from the West Side! People in downtown Worcester were not in their silos! People pressed up against each other – the ideal America! You couldn’t say the same thing for Worcester City government or the City workforce or our neighborhoods, but downtown was a mosaic. Even as a little kid, I felt the electricity!!
Reclaim the spark, Worcester!
Text and photos by Rosalie Tirella
Monday – two days before City of Woo garbage pick up day – I saw this “mixed bag” on Millbury Street, coming home from work:
I wondered: Which bags will the City pick up?
A little game you can play here, in the ‘hood, where trash takes on a personality and life all its own!
Yesterday, coming home, I got my answer: everything except the contractors bags!
Which made sense. The sad part: now those damn bags will sit on the sidewalk – forcing pedestrians to walk in the street! – until I make a flurry of phone calls to the City of Worcester/the Mayor’s Office.
The fault lies with the dunderhead tenant or illegal dumper! WHO PUTS OUT A CONTRACTORS BAG FILLED WITH GARBAGE?! DON’T WE ALL KNOW THE CITY ONLY PICKS UP CITY OF WOO YELLOW GARBAGE BAGS FILLED WITH GARBAGE?
The dumpers were either 1. aware of the rules and flouted them or 2. in the dark and need to be EDUCATED. Whatever happened to those big City of Worcester postcards that were once upon a time mailed to all city residents? The ones on which DIRECTIONS FOR PROPERLY DISPOSING OF YOUR GARBAGE WERE WRITTEN IN ABOUT a zillion languages?! The ones with easy to understand graphics? We need another mass mailing of those gems!
My neighbor, the great, brassy lady with a heart of gold and tough as nails moral code, the woman who is always cleaning up and tidying up ALL OF lower Ward Street – with a “Hefty” helping of righteous indignation – was drinking coffee with her sister a few mornings ago. Her sister was visiting from another Woo neighborhood, one sans garbage tsunami. As her sister sipped her coffee, she looked out my gal pal’s kitchen window and saw what she thought was an awefully big squirrel sitting on its haunches in my friend’s back yard. It looked like a giant squirrel … but not quite.
She said to my friend: What’s that?
My friend looked out her kitchen window. Expecting to see a fluffy squirel tail attached to the critter to which she had now turned her attention …she saw a long, thin, furless RAT’S TAIL coiled on her lawn – attached to a rotund bottom, attached to a rat the size of a cat. She screamed A RAT!!!
She yelled, bellowed, at the giant rodent. It got scared and skittered into a hole…
Last night, as we chatted on the phone, we tried to determine where the big rat came from, which three decker or building. The list of candidates was LONG.
We decided 90 Endicott Street was the source:
Then I told her: REJOICE! The neighborhood PIG STY was swarming this evening with undercover cops! 10 at least!!
A killer tracked down?
The place was swarming with the good guys!!! All of them were wearing their dark blue bullet-proof vests. Bright blue lights now pulsated from their unmarked cars. Confused looking folks, with their heads down were surrounded by cops and cop cars.
This is how crazy all the garbage has made me!
I was not worried about firearms or shootouts…I was obsessed with, gunnin’ for the guy in the building WHO ALWAYS DUMPED THE DAMN TRASH!
Ha! I said to my neighbor. He and his buddies are outa there! Maybe now the flow of trash will be stanched!
My neighbor was silent over the other end of the phone. She, wiser than I, may not have been as optimistic as this Green Island Grrrl!
… She is out patrolling the streets of Worcester, monitoring our trash situation.
Photos and cutlines by Dorrie Maynard: