Eyeglass Store

Part of a vintage neon sign. I hope it’s been preserved–it reminds me of the sign that hung over my grandfather’s tv sales and repair shop in small town Minnesota.

The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.

I wish I knew what has become of this great one-of-a-kind sign that used to brag how many days the Clyde Iron factory has gone without a serious accident. Update: It’s hanging in one of the smaller venue spaces behind the bar.

A carefully kept journal of the ballast levels in the final years that the Ford sailed Lake Superior.

Miners would sit in this room before going into the mine. The boards on the right indicated whether every single miner was “in” or “out”.

The aft lifeboat survived auction, although now all it holds is an emergency ladder to help men who’ve fallen overboard get on deck.

Algae grows where water flows/From the sawtooth roof/To the mines below/The sun climbs high/But is in no one’s eyes/A wall alone crumbles/It was no suprise

The women’s ward had a player piano in it, likely a donation.

Colorado, the most miningest state in the union, seems to be pictured in this lunchroom mural.