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Overexposed
81-year-old man waits for uranium workers compensation

Part two of three
by Kathy Helms
Diné Bureau

GRANTS — In 1963, workers at Kerr-McGee uranium mines in the Ambrosia Lake region went on strike. Margarito Martinez of Grants was president of Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers union at the time. Martinez said the company tried to take away the workers' benefits, so they walked out.

"But the strike wasn't really about money. It was about radiation. But I couldn't tell the men that we were being contaminated because they wouldn't listen. They had to feed their families. That was the only jobs in the area. We were all making big money. So they kept on working and they kept on getting contaminated including me," Martinez said. He now has silicosis.

"Kerr-McGee tried to take everything away from us, and that wasn't going to happen. We stayed on strike for eight months. The whole town was in an uproar here for a long time. But the union prevailed. I had to go all the way to Washington to sign the back-to-work agreement."

The company hired scabs to take the place of the unionized workers. The scabs showed up for work "all tough, with guns," saying no one was going to stop them, according to Martinez. "We let them cross the picket line. We didn't care. Everything has its justice," he said.

"It's just like Paul Hicks," former president of the New Mexico Uranium Workers Council. Martinez alleges that when Hicks learned that adding Post 71 uranium miners to a 1999 proposed Radiation Exposure Compensation Act amendment would drag out the process, Hicks dropped his support for House Bill 1516 which covered everyone and doubled the amount of compensation per claim and lobbied for passage of Senate Bill 1515. That bill, which gained approval, excluded men and women who worked the mines after 1971.

"He didn't want to add the Post 71 miners because it was going to slow down compensation, and that was wrong. I walked out of a meeting one time, I told him: 'They made you a boss and you doctored the readings so the men could go get contaminated more.'

"That's all right. God works in different methods. He died of cancer. I don't won't nobody to die of cancer but I hate for somebody to be lying. ... But he lived long enough for me to tell him what I thought, and what I knew was right and what was wrong."

Building solidarity
A coal miner for 32 years, Martinez first went to work for the uranium industry in 1959 when he landed a job with Rare Metals. A union man, Martinez and several others tried to organize the workers.

"We even drew it to a vote, but it didn't pass because of the company. So as a result, they fired me and my buddy on Mother's Day. I didn't tell my wife," he said.

In 1960 he went to work for Kerr-McGee at Ambrosia Lake. He also joined the union and was appointed a committeeman. After two failed attempts, he was elected president.

"Kerr-McGee had eight or 10 mines and a mill. That was the biggest operation here, the uranium thing," he said. "These guys were paying big money. Most of us were contract miners, so the more we did, the more we got paid. We cut base pay off at $4 an hour." By the time he retired in 1985 at the age of 62, base pay was nearly $10 an hour.

Martinez was an underground miner who worked graveyard shift. All of the Kerr-McGee mines at Ambrosia Lake were shaft mines, he said.

"Straight down ... 1,000 feet. I was the one that used to drive the tunnel. We called them track drifts. From the bottom you drive the tunnel to get under the ore bodies. You lay track, ground support you do everything. You get paid by the foot. I used to make all the time like $20 an hour. The most I made was $32 an hour," he said.

Martinez's father showed him how to mine in the coal mines. All mining is based on the same theory, he said, but there is one big difference.

"In the coal mines you have to pump the water in. In the uranium mines, you have to pump the water out. If you didn't you'd drown. If the water table is 30 feet down, you can imagine at 1,000 feet how much water you've got to get rid of," Martinez said.

"The best helpers I ever had were two women. I treated my helpers good. I made it easy for them and they made it easy for me and we made all kinds of money."

At the underground station, Martinez and his helpers would load up their supplies, including dynamite, and take it back to the tunnel in which they were working. "We all had wet suits. They were yellow. That didn't keep you from getting wet. You know why? Because your own body sweated so much, you got wet from inside and from outside," he said.

Martinez and crew would prepare their ground support and then he would drill enough holes to hold a case of dynamite.

"On graveyard you could blast any time. So as soon as we were ready, we'd blast. The lunchroom was the central blasting area. Everybody has got to be checked off the board before they blast," he said. In accordance with federal law, they were not allowed back in the tunnel until half an hour after they blasted. "The ones that drilled the tunnels, they didn't have too much radiation, but we did," he said.

The dynamite wouldn't bring everything down off the tunnel wall, so while Martinez's helper ran the locomotive and hauled five carloads to the station by herself, Martinez stayed behind and scaled the rough edges with a bar or pick.

"By the time she came back, I was ready to put a tie in. I had to push the rails ahead," laying track as he went, he said.

"When she'd come back, whatever I needed, she brought it from the station. We'd clean all of the blast out and then we'd start the ground support. We would drill up they called it 'pin timbering.' We had wire mesh that was like regular link chain. We used to put 50 feet up every day overhead. We bolted it to the ceiling and then to the walls and then we were ready to start drilling again," he said. The mesh kept the ceiling from collapsing in on them as they worked.

Respirators were basically worthless at protecting against the damaging effects of radiation, according to Martinez.

"You don't breathe radon daughters. They go through you. They go in you. You know where they settle? Right in your bones. You can't see them, smell them or taste them," he said.

"We had a chip in our helmet that said how much exposure we had. They used to change them about every two to three months. Then all of the sudden, they disappeared."

Set up
Martinez recalled one man who allegedly was asked to "doctor the radiation readings" because they were too high. The man refused.

"Guess what happened? They set him up. They put two rolls of toilet paper in his lunch bucket, and they fired him. They accused him of stealing.

"You know what Kerr-McGee and Homestake used to do?" Martinez asked. "If you were overexposed, they used to take you to the surface and say, 'You work on the surface.' Then they would try to cut your wages. They're doing you a favor? No! They're giving you a cut in pay."

Now 81, Martinez has applied for compensation three times since 1985.

"The first time they called me and told me I was approved. My late wife was still alive. I said, 'OK, we'll just let it happen.' Later, they sent me another letter: No." It was denied. "Then here not long ago, my lawyer said I qualified, and we were all happy. But some (woman) there in Washington found a little flaw in the application and they said 'No.'"

On Feb. 13, Martinez got another OK from the U.S. Department of Justice.

"All I'm waiting for is the money. But I won't believe it until I see the money in my account. My lawyer says the way they drag their feet, it's like they think the money's coming out of their pocket," he said. (back to top)

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