Before developers saw to cut and cut the flour mills inside Pillsbury, they stood at the ready beside various purposeful chutes the traversed the floors of between sorters. These machines were belt-driven by the power of Pillsbury’s Mississippi headraces and turbines, the force of which notoriously shook the building’s foundations themselves. The wheels would change the grade of the flour, or the size of the dust produced from crushing the kernels.
The coal crusher (above) and the conveyor (left) to bring the powdered coal to furnace hoppers (right).
This picture is lit by a direct lightning strike of the building. It’s impossible to describe the feeling of being in this giant open building the moment it channeled an electric explosion into the earth.
It will be a good harvest.
The original metal sign over the porticos.
This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
A mix of brick and stone construction where the stock house meets the cellars. The caves brought well water to the brewery and drained the refuse away, and the various sewer connections are visible here and tell the story of the company’s expansion above.
This low brick building is interesting to me.
Drawn in fresh concrete about 50 years before I took this picture, and only 2 years after this elevator blew up…