Valley East is a district of the city of Greater Sudbury, Ontario, Canada.
First incorporated in 1973 as a separate town within the Regional Municipality of Sudbury, Valley East took its name from the fact that it comprised the eastern half of the Sudbury Basin. It was the largest of the six towns in the Regional Municipality, and due to population growth, was reincorporated as a city in 1997. On January 1, 2001, the city and the Regional Municipality were dissolved and amalgamated into the city of Greater Sudbury.
Before the amalgamation, Valley East was Northern Ontario's sixth largest city, ranking after Timmins and before Kenora. In 2001, the last Canadian census that recorded Valley East as a separate entity, the city had a population of 22,374.
In the Canada 2011 Census, Valley East's main neighbourhoods were grouped as the population centre (or urban area) of Valley East, with a population of 20,676 and a population density of 368.9/km2, although the boundaries of the urban area do not correspond to those of the former municipality.
Valley East is now divided between Wards 5 and 6 on Greater Sudbury City Council, and is represented by councillors Ron Dupuis and André Rivest.
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“How old the world is! I walk between two eternities.... What is my fleeting existence in comparison with that decaying rock, that valley digging its channel ever deeper, that forest that is tottering and those great masses above my head about to fall? I see the marble of tombs crumbling into dust; and yet I don’t want to die!”
—Denis Diderot (1713–1784)
“Before I finally went into winter quarters in November, I used to resort to the north- east side of Walden, which the sun, reflected from the pitch pine woods and the stony shore, made the fireside of the pond; it is so much pleasanter and wholesomer to be warmed by the sun while you can be, than by an artificial fire. I thus warmed myself by the still glowing embers which the summer, like a departed hunter, had left.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)