Tuesday, February 03, 2009

ASARCO will not reopen plant; facility to be demolished

I cannot tell you how happy I was when I read the news that ASARCO will not reopen its El Paso plant. Yet, I am melancholy at the same time knowing its parent company will tear down the facility. No doubt the razing of the red and white tower will become a big media event. In fact it already has. Posing questions, wondering who is rejoicing, who is not. This whole situation signals a final erasure to come for the physicality and space that once held a tiny culture and community that stood beneath the stacks. It was called Smeltertown--a place where my mother's family lived that will soon disappear forever. My abuelo and several of his sons, my tios, and a couple of cousins worked for the company and it was because of ASARCO that the family immigrated from Aguas Calientes, Mx, the site of another ASARCO plant.

Smeltertown was a "company town" and had a life embodied in the families. Well over 7,000 people were born, lived, and died within the tiny hamlet. Inside their home, my grandmother gave birth to 13 children of which 12 survived to adulthood. The burned twice and was rebuilt each time.  Several years ago, a distant cousin wrote her dissertation about this community, which was once just as attached to the plant, as families and friends were to one another.

My parents were married at Cristo Rey, the Smeltertown's tiny Catholic Church, and in there, I crowned the statue of Mary for a May crowning when I was about six years old. I have stood inside the red, white striped tower while it was constructed, and my father took the elevator to the top when the last of the continuous pouring of cement was complete.

Now all in this community with connections to this place can start a new chapter of in the history of this city, this land. Yet while the tower may disappear, the stories of the lives and events enacted there will remain embodied in the stories and the ancient photographs we share with the world. I think I am no longer attached, but I remember.
smell the fresh tortillas as they
cook on the fire

feel the hot silt sand that
scorched my summer tanned feet.
see tiny rivulets of tears on my cousins’
silt-covered faces or juice cans
marcy buried in the ground
to practice his birdies and eagles.
taste the acrid sulphur that once
burned my lungs when we played outside.
hear the hollow and forlorn
sound of whistles that
signal the 2:00 a.m. shift

they said it was
la llorona coming for us.


Mike Cortez said...

ASARCO aside in its good and bad history, I remember the families that were Smeltertown. I still hear from people that left 65 years ago and they still feel an attachment to the town. I also hear from their grand-children that have never even been to El Paso and they feel the same attachment through the stories of their parents and grand-parents. The one drop of Esmelda blood rule must apply....Mike cortez

vertoteran said...

It is very sad to see a part of El Paso History being destroyed as the ASARCO smelter plant is in the demolition stages. Both of my Grandfathers worked at the smeler. My grandfather on my mothers side (Gabriel Teran),a worker, and my Grandfather on my dads side (Fred P. Dickinson) weighmaster for the railroad, as well as my father who was a chemist at the smleters in San Luis Potosi, and Chihuahua, Mexico plants. as well as the El Paso smelter for 47 years. I also worked during high school out of the safety department sanitizing respirators. robert7561@aol.com Please advise when the demolition is to begin, and who has the contract. Thankas. In fact my Grandfather and Grandmother on my mothers side were both buried in smeltertown. Merry Christmas & Happy Hanuka.

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