During the spring and summer of 1931, makeshift shelters that housed homeless men sprang up around Vancouver. One such 'camp' was on the outskirts of the city dump - just ten minutes away from City Hall. Two hundred men lived there and it wasn't a place for the idly curious to visit.
The homes were made from various materials: some were packing boxes with the ends knocked out then laid end to end then covered with tar paper; others were a combination of barrels, boxes and tins; and yet more were configured out of sheets of corrugated iron placed together on end to form a tent like structure and overlapped to provide shelter from the rain. These must entered by crawling. There were also a few abodes that were made of lumber.
This 'jungle city' was constructed of refuse found at the nearby dump. Which may account for the fact that the flies largely outnumbered the human residents. The residents of the jungle had to watch closely in order to salvage good material before the dump attendants pushed the 'trash' into the limy cesspool.
The jungle city was a gathering of men who had lost everything - jobs, possessions, pride - but they all had hope that life would get better. These were the men whose passion and skill had helped to build this country. Now it seemed they had been forgotten.
I hope you find the beauty around you.