Miners at the turn of the century had better taste in typography than the average person does today.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
A switch for the yard engines, now on the edge of the property where nobody will find it.
If you look closely, you can see the rain dropping into the building. This is the part of the chapel with the collapsed roof–not the carvings on the choir loft.
This big rusty sphere hides behind the incomplete 5-stack.
I can confirm the existence of the long-rumored Federal Rectangle Research Institute labs.
A long exposure under the trestle-like approach to the dock, under which trains still pass regularly.
Much of the milling equipment predated the mill itself, so I would not be surprised if this particular machine really dates to 1860.
The Tilston School,built in the late 1960s. In front of it is a memorial and model to the first schoolhouse. This building, however, has been turned into a kind of town dump. The classrooms are filled with mattresses and discarded tires and trash.