THE RAIDER AND THE COAL TOWN

How a Hostile Takeover on Wall Street Polluted a West Virginia Community – and How the Town Fought Back


By Mark Reutter

Originally published in Southern Exposure, Summer 1991
© Mark Reutter, 2006

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Retired Fairmont Police Chief Wayne Stutler wanted to see justice done at the contaminated plant.

Wayne Stutler has tracked down killers and extortionists during his 32 years on the police force in Fairmont, W.Va., but he says he’s never been so stymied in finding justice as in the case just down the hill from his house. He walks across the lawn to the edge of Hoult Road. In the valley below, he points to the ruins of row after row of coke ovens, flanked by railroad trestles, an ammonia plant, cooling towers, and a towering coal tipple stripped of its machinery and rotting in disuse.

Amid this jumble of derelict buildings scattered down to the banks of the Monongahela River are 120,000 cubic yards of hazardous waste, the outgrowth of years of dumping of coal tars, cyanides, ammonia, arsenic, beryllium, phenol, and acids at the Sharon Steel coke plant. The chemicals have leached into the soil, befouling underground springs. After a rainstorm, uncontrolled surface runoff dumps the wastes into backyards and chokes local creeks, which rise and carry the contaminants into the Monongahela.

Behind this mess lies a web of alleged cover-ups, regulatory lethargy, and the veiled world of the plant’s former owner – Miami Beach-based corporate raider Victor Posner. “We call it rape and run,” says Stutler, Fairmont’s retired police chief. Like other residents, he believes that Posner took advantage of the Monongahela Valley when he controlled the region’s largest coke oven works.

“When Posner was running the ovens, we couldn’t attract industry to the city because the plant was so far in excess of air pollution standards,” complains Rosemary Ruben, who formed Citizens Holding Onto a Klean Environment (CHOKE) to fight the pollution. “Now we can’t attract industry because no company wants to be near a hazardous waste dump. The guy took the money and never reinvested it.”

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Victor Posner around 1985.

Posner is a Wall Street legend: a master of the art of paper finance and leveraged buyouts. A seventh-grade dropout who turned 72 last September, Posner runs his financial empire from an apartment building in Miami Beach, where he can freely indulge his passion for dealmaking, limousines, jumbo-sized yachts, and teenage girlfriends. He puts his children and relatives on the payrolls of the companies he buys. Big salaries and even bigger bonuses follow. Although three of his corporate entities have collapsed into bankruptcy, the financier remains one of America’s richest men. He has salted away $300 million, perhaps more, in stocks, real estate, and cash. No matter what happens to his companies, he is fond of telling his associates, “it’s not going to change my lifestyle.”

Posner has been in the news in recent years, pleading guilty to tax evasion and charged with stock reporting violations by the Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC). His alleged transgressions against stockholders, however, pale in comparison to his dirty deeds in Fairmont. Far from the media spotlight, in a remote West Virginia city, Posner dismantled a vital factory, threw hundreds of workers out of jobs, and polluted the soil, air, and water.

The economic and environmental destruction is a reminder that the debris from a decade of financial excess has not been confined to Mike Milken’s X-shaped trading desk or Ivan Boesky’s suitcases full of cash, but has spilled over to heartland communities like Fairmont. Posner was among the first financiers of recent times to discover that he could get rich by piling up “junk bond” debt on Wall Street and then ransack Main Street to stay one step head of his creditors.

Victor Posner entered the life of Fairmont in 1969, when he staged a hostile takeover of the Sharon Steel Corp. Originally a real estate developer in Baltimore, Posner was a new breed in the world of high finance, a self-style “conglomerateur.” He was not interested in mining coal or making steel; he was a numbers man in search of companies that he considered underpriced with “good cash position and no debt.”

He began his corporate raiding in the 1960s with DWG, a Detroit maker of cigars and pipe tobacco. When a management feud broke out, Posner jumped into the fray and emerged as chairman and CEO. He shed the cigar business and used DWG to buy interests in National Propane, Southeastern Public Service Co., and Wilson Brothers. Although these companies sold very different products – liquified gas, underground cable conduits, and men’s shirts – they soon had one thing in common: Victor Posner, who made himself the boss.

At the same time, Posner was eager to transform a small laminated plastics company that he owned into a conglomerate. Although the company, named NVF, wasn’t doing too well in its own business, it became the vehicle by which Posner acquired Sharon Steel. Posner lured Sharon stockholders by offering to swap their shares in the company for NVF bonds with a face of value of $70 – 40 percent above what Sharon stock was selling for on the New York Stock Exchange.

The key to the deal for Posner was that he didn’t have to pay off the $99-million bill for the 1969 takeover until 1994, when the bonds came due. The takeover was not only an early example of a little company gobbling up a big one (Sharon was seven times NVF’s size), but of equity (Sharon stock) being swapped for debt (NVF bonds) in a hostile takeover.

The Sharon deal made a tremendous impact on Wall Street, serving as a forerunner to the junk-bond and leveraged-buyout boom of the 1980s. In Fairmont, where the Sharon coke plant was the biggest single employer in town, the takeover was greeted with astonishment. Posner had no track record in West Virginia – although given the state’s checkered history, people should have been wary.

Fairmont owes its gritty industrial character and extremes of wealth and poverty to coal. From the narrow, winding valley of Buffalo Creek west of the Monongahela River to the Allegheny highlands of western Maryland, and from the Pennsylvania state line south to Buckhannon and Elkins in the central part of the state, West Virginia is honeycombed with subterranean veins of Pittsburgh, Freeport, and Kittanning bituminous coal. Mining began here in the 1850s, and the importance of “black diamonds” was reflected in the fact that the Watson family, founders of Consolidation Coal Co., built their opulent estates, High Gate and La Grange, on the edge of town.

On the heels of coal came oil. The rich beds of oil and natural gas in neighboring Mannington, W.Va., attracted various homegrown moguls, including Standard Oil tycoon and former U.S. Senator Johnson Newlon Camden. Camden built a railroad between Fairmont and Clarksburg, using the Watsons as his agents to buy 70,000 acres of prime coal and gas land at prices as low as $5 an acre. He organized the mines at Monongah with future Governor Aretus Fleming and cleared virgin timber from central West Virginia.

Clarence Wayland Watson dazzled Wall Street in 1909 by merging the northern coal fields of West Virginia and the southwest coal fields of Pennsylvania into his Consolidation Coal group, which made Consol the biggest coal trust in the nation. The company was infused with $20 million in fresh capital, much of its supplied by John D. Rockefeller and Standard Oil.

In 1920, the Watson-Rockefeller-Camden interests unified their West Virginia coking facilities into Domestic Coke Corp. and established a large by-product plant in East Fairmont. Sharon Steel, a specialty steelmaker based in Sharon, Pa., purchased the plant, plus a coal reserve of 15 million tons, in 1948.

For the next 20 years, the Joanne Mine at Rachel, a coal-patch hamlet near Mannington, supplied coal to the Fairmont coke ovens, which in turn made the coking coal that was needed for the blast furnaces at Sharon, Pa. The coke plant also sold sulphate, benzol, tar, and other coal chemicals to industrial customers and contractors, who used the coal by-products to make women’s nylons, explosives, aspirin, plastics, and highway asphalt.

Like the moguls of old, Posner placed coal at the center of his strategy as the new chairman and CEO of Sharon. To raise cash, he sold the Joanne Mine to Eastern Associated Coal, a Peabody Coal subsidiary, and entered into a contract with Eastern for the long-term supply of coal. Thus assured of a reliable source of raw material, he began selling coal and coke to outsider buyers.

Fortune smiled when the energy crisis induced by the oil embargo gripped the nation in 1972. Spot coal prices soared from $8.50 to as much as $80 a ton in a little over a year. By buying coal cheap and selling it dear, Posner reaped windfall profits. In 1976, nearly half of Sharon Steel’s operating profits came from its coal operations, which amounted to less than 10 percent of sales.

Posner used these profits to finance his increasingly ornate lifestyle. Sharon, a landlocked Pennsylvania company, purchased three “company” yachts, all conveniently docked at the chairman’s house on Sunset Island, Fla. A 1978 audit ordered by the SEC found that Posner had billed his companies for Cigarette speedboats costing $94,000 apiece, the rent for his 10-room suite at New York’s Plaza Hotel, and liquor and restaurant bills in excess of $100,000.

His children also lived well at the expense of Sharon Steel. On Manhattan’s East Side, daughter Gail Posner had her own limousine and driver, used Sharon’s corporate jet, and ran up $39,032 in telephone bills. The cost of Steven Posner’s own suite at the Plaza was picked up by his father’s companies, along with a beach house in the Hamptons, a vacation spot in the Catskills, an antique Stutz, and free groceries.

To settle the SEC complaint, Posner and his children agreed to repay nearly $2 million to his companies, but not without a sense of hurt and self-pity. Steven protested to an SEC lawyer that it was unfair to ask him to pay for his $6,400-a-month rooms at the Plaza because he and his family had been subjected to “jungle-style tenement living” there.

The lawyer was startled. “The jungle tenement living that you are referring to – was that at the Plaza Hotel?”

“Yes,” Steven answered. “This is the way the family and I viewed it.”


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Kenny Springer was head of the union at the Fairmont coke ovens. He watched workers get sick after Posner took over.

Far from Steven’s sufferings at the Plaza, Wayne Stutler knew something was wrong when the coke oven doors kept blowing out. “It was terrible,” he remembers. “The explosions waked you up at night. Sometimes you’d think the whole place was going to erupt.”

For Rosemary Ruben, who lived a few doors down Hoult Road, it was the constant downpour of soot that made her suspicious. “Everybody was getting sick. People were getting skin rashes. And I had trouble breathing. I went through all the allergy tests, and the doctors couldn’t find anything. Then I started asking, ‘Do you think this could be related to Sharon Steel?’”

Local residents woke up to find grit on their windows, on their cars, on grass, plants, everything. The rotten-egg smell of hydrogen sulfide increased. Loathsome-looking pools of bluish-black liquid puddled in washout piles and oozed into the yards of houses huddled, coal-country style, within 200 feet of the works.

“When you grow up here, you accept pollution, but this was something worse than in the past,” Ruben remembers. “Then we started hearing about cover-ups,” Stutler adds. “That made me very angry.”

In Charleston, state environmental officials also heard about strange goings-on at the Fairmont plant. On a routine patrol of the Monongahela, an inspector for the water resources department reported seeing “bubbling action within the river approximately 20 feet from the shoreline.” He then noticed a pipe running along the shoreline. He followed it, and it led to the Sharon coke ovens. Another pipe was discovered in a cave. “This is willful pollution by concealed discharges,” the inspector wrote.

By 1978, a foot-wide crack was found in one of the coke oven batteries. Several ovens were beginning to lean over and some had collapsed within, permitting poisonous gas to escape.

Three workmen suffered heart attacks while working on the ovens, and other employees complained of short breath and dizziness from the smoke and gas, according to Kenny Springer, president of the Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers local at the plant. “Nothing was being kept up,” says Springer. “Say an oven needed to be relined. That takes six to eight weeks to do right. But they’d be throwing in bricks and getting it fired again as fast as they could.”

The debt that Posner had accumulated to purchase the plant impelled him to squeeze every dollar he could out of the operation. “We weren’t making a good product anymore,” an ex-supervisor with 30 years seniority says. “Our tar got so bad that Reilly Chemical, a big buyer, couldn’t use it.”

Tests by the U.S. Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) indicated that some coke oven workers were exposed to nine times the maximum daily dose of carcinogens. In December 1978, the agency cited Sharon for exposing workers to dangerous emission, failing to provide safety equipment, and failing to regularly inspect and maintain the ovens.

“Pie in the sky,” Posner scoffed in a press release, but the company eventually paid $10,000 in fines to OSHA. The state also cited the plant for massive violations of air pollution laws, but delayed taking action because Posner had promised to rebuild the plant.

“Victor Posner strung out the State of West Virginia,” charges Charles Beard, who was the director of the Air Pollution Control Commission at the time. “His people told us, ‘We’re going to build a completely modern coke oven battery. Spend $20 to $25 million. Just give us more time.’”

The Miami Beach mogul did not directly communicate with state officials, but instead used his older brother Bernard as his go-between. One time Bernard, known as Bob, flew to Charleston with a retinue of lawyers to attend a compliance meeting with the air pollution staff.

“I won’t forget it,” says Robert Weser, a member of the staff. “When we have compliance hearings, company officials tend to dress and act very formal. But Bob Posner comes in wearing a shirt unbuttoned to his navel, with a gold chain and gold bands across his arm.” Posner sat through the meeting, saying very little, Weser says. “The impression I had was they could care less what happened to Fairmont. They acted very cocky.”


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Both: DeLorme Atlas and Gazetteer

Map shows Fairmont, W.Va., on the Monongahela River, with the mining towns of Rachel and Mannington to the left up Buffalo Creek. The detailed map shows the site of the Sharon coke works (black box) between the river and Hoult Road.

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Sharon shut down the Fairmont coke works on May 31, 1979. Two hundred people lost their jobs, and 270 more were idled by the simultaneous shutdown of Joanne Mine at Rachel. To this day, many locals mistakenly believe that “the environmentalists” and “the government” were responsible for the closings. In fact, papers filed in Clarksburg show that the plant was shut the same day that its low-cost supply contract with Eastern Associated expired. State and federal regulators had granted Sharon Steel permission to operate the noncompliant Fairmont ovens until “on or before June 30, 1979.” Thus Posner ran the defective ovens to the day that the coal contract – and the government permits – ran out.

While the company said it couldn’t afford new coke ovens because of costly environmental regulations, the company’s owner was waging a battle for the control of another mining company. His target was UV Industries, a coal and precious metals conglomerate with operations in Alaska and the Southwest. Hoping to elude the raider, UV stockholders had voted to liquidate rather than be acquired by Sharon Steel.

Under the liquidation plan, Posner could have sold Sharon’s 3.4 million shares in UV Industries for about $110 million in cash – plenty to build new ovens at Fairmont. Instead, he bid for the company. “Victor is convinced that everyone who fights him is trying to cheat him,” a former employee explained, and thus Posner raided UV Industries in order to teach its chairman, Martin Horwitz, a lesson.

The raider did not propose to pay for UV Industries out of his own pocket. That would be foolish. He arranged for Sharon Steel to float $411 million of subordinated debentures – better known as “junk bonds” – to finance the takeover. To consummate the deal, however, he needed the SEC’s approval for the registration of the bonds. In January 1980, the commission staff launched an investigation of alleged insider trading at Sharon Steel.

A month later, the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) moved against Sharon, filing suit in U.S. District Court in Clarksburg for air and water pollution violations at the Fairmont works. The agency sought $16.5 million in civil penalties for the company’s disregard of the Clean Air Act during 1978 and 1979, and $379,000 for the illegal discharge of water pollutants.

Within months, however, both the SEC and EPA backed off. Despite a critical report by the SEC staff of “suspect trades” among Posner companies, the agency brought no formal charges. As a result, the UV Industries bonds were floated, and Posner won control of the company in late 1980.

Then, in June 1981, the EPA dropped all proposed fines against Sharon. In return, the company pledged to build a $2.5-million facility to contain wastes at the closed Fairmont plant. The change in heart came five months after President Ronald Reagan took office and named Anne Burford as chief of the EPA.

“We had a total reorganization and shifting of staff and orientation,” acknowledges Ray George of the EPA’s West Virginia office. The agency decided to allow Sharon to bury the wastes in Fairmont rather than remove them. “The cost would have been inordinate, and there was the question of public exposure to the material during transport,” George says. “It was done for the best of reasons.”

“The best of reasons” left the people of Fairmont facing the prospect that the city’s largest single parcel of land – nearly 100 acres – would become a permanent hazardous waste site. Under the consent agreement between EPA and Sharon Steel, a single clay-lined vault would be built for the disposal of wastes near the Monongahela River, and a betonite slurry cutoff wall with an impervious cover would surround Oxidation Pond No. 2, which would also contain the excavated sludge from Pond No. 1, sludge, light oil wastes, and tar pit wastes.

“It was a mockery,” says Rosemary Ruben. A nurse and mother, Ruben formed CHOKE to fight the consent decree. “At first I got phone threats to my life,” she recalls. “People said, ‘Who are you to stop jobs?’ The company was promising to reopen the plant, and the workers thought they’d get their jobs back. It was a lie, but even my late husband said I shouldn’t get involved.”

CHOKE sold t-shirts, held a benefit dinner in Morgantown, and raised $600. An engineer hired by the group found serious flaws with the containment plan. The “impervious cover” wasn’t so impervious after all and would crack over time, the engineer stated. And a single-lined vault wasn’t adequate to hold the landfill wastes. Meanwhile, an on-site study by Battelle Laboratories found that the plant contained higher levels of cyanide, phenol, and arsenic contamination than originally believed. To top it off, Sharon Steel was still discharging wastes from its sludge ponds into the Monongahela River.

Frustrated by federal and state inaction, the city government decided to defend itself. In 1983, the Fairmont City Council passed an ordinance making it illegal to dump hazardous waste within city limits. “The Council decided that they didn’t want Posner’s pigsty in our parlor,” says George Higinbotham, who as then the city attorney.

Sharon immediately filed suit to block the ordinance. Over the next three years, the case wound its way through the state courts. Although the company lost nearly every action it brought, its attorney, Blair McMillin, bluntly told the Charleston Gazette that fighting Fairmont in court cost Sharon Steel five to 10 times less than obeying the anti-dumping ordinance.

“Posner’s initial strategy was to pose such an aggressive threat to EPA that they backed off,” Higinbotham says. “Then when Fairmont took up the fight, the strategy was to wear us out.” In fighting the city, Sharon found an unusual ally – the attorney general of West Virginia. In a brief filed with the state Supreme Court in 1985, the state’s chief prosecutor accused Fairmont of trying to “obstruct the exercise of state power” by passing a law that preempted the state’s Hazardous Waste Management Act.

The state court rejected the attorney general’s argument and validated the Fairmont law. McMillin then took the case to the U.S. Supreme Court. By the time the high court rejected Sharon Steel’s appeal without comment, many more months had lapsed.



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Rachel, W.Va., in November 1977 when the Joanne Mine still supplied coal to Posner’s coke ovens. The photo below was taken in December 2001 after the mine was permanently sealed.

By the start of 1987, Wayne Stutler believed that the company was finally going to comply with the city ordinance. In his capacity as chief of police, Stutler served a warrant on the plant guard, stating that Sharon was in violation of Fairmont’s anti-dumping ordinance and subject to fines of $500 a day.

But the clean-up efforts were stymied again when Sharon filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection in April 1987. The filing was prompted not so much by the Fairmont dispute, but by Sharon’s default on UV Industries bonds – the very debt that Posner had floated to stage the hostile takeover.

U.S. Bankruptcy Court Judge Warren Bentz began picking through the ruins of Sharon. The acrimony between the judge and Posner, who remained debtor in possession, became so bitter that Bentz removed the financier from control of the company for “gross mismanagement.”

The chaos arising from the proceedings ended all efforts to contain and remediate the hazardous waste at the Fairmont site. Finally in October 1990, Fairmont won a small but significant victory when the company removed an estimated 5,000 cubic yards of waste from the tar pits. According to a report by the Center for Hazardous Materials Research at the University of Pittsburgh, another 120,000 cubic yards of wastes remained at the plant.

City Manager Edwin Thorne says Fairmont is still waiting for post-Posner management to come up with a clean-up plan for that waste. The company emerged from bankruptcy in late 1990 under the control of New York financier George Soros, whose Quantum Fund held a large block of the defaulted bonds.

According to lawyer Higinbotham. Sharon officials still assert that their only responsibility to Fairmont is to contain the waste on the site. “If EPA or West Virginia stepped in decisively, I’m convinced that the problem could be cured very quickly,” he says.

Despite the on-going delay, Rosemary Ruben of CHOKE says that she has learned a lesson about the value of community organizing. “I think our group and the city did accomplish something. All the necessary laws to control toxic waste dumping are on the books.” She and other citizens hope that their fight for local control of toxic waste remediation will have long-range benefits for other communities plagued by industrial pollutants. But for now, they’re worried about the mess that Posner has left behind in the Monongahela Valley.

To settle the negligence suits brought by Sharon creditors, Posner agreed to pay $7.5 million to the Sharon estate, a pittance to a man who made the cover of Business Week in 1986 as America’s highest paid executive. Regardless of the disasters that befell his company or the citizens of Fairmont, the raider was not to be denied his pay ($12.7 million between 1984 and 1987) by a board of directors that included his brother Bob, his son Steven, and other Posner family members.

Standing outside his house on Hoult Road, Wayne Stutler mulls over the convoluted story of the raider and the coal town. “You know,” he says, “this site has a lot of potential. It could be used for recreational purposes. Or for industrial. Yup, this property has real….”

He stops and looks out over the rows of rusting towers and trestles that stretch down to the banks of the Monongahela like the headstones of a giant cemetery. He then shakes his head. Reality has returned.