The Globe and Mail

Hamilton architect Anthony Butler got bitten by the heritage bug while inspecting beetle traps. As a teenager employed by the federal Department of Agriculture in the late 1940s, he'd ride his bicycle down to the city's old railway lands to check the bright yellow traps for the dreaded Japanese beetle, since theory was they'd arrive by railway container. “That took me all through the industrial areas of Hamilton, which I was completely unfamiliar with because I grew up in the southwest end,” the 75-year-old remembers. “I guess I fell in love with industrial buildings.”