#67, one of the only lockers that is not crunched to the point it refuses to open. In the corner of the small office area.
Looking at the town from a highway turn-off. This is how most people see it.
In the mine offices, a training manual for miners sits open. Here’s how you signal to the surface if you are trapped after a disaster.
The last trace of Mitchell, Minnesota is a pile of cans on the side of the main street, Mitchell Avenue. These will be recognizable for another century or so, for future history-minded explorers.
This is a great example of a combination rock house; the silos below used to fill trains with ore dropped from mine cars pulled to the top of the structure.
The factory’s first aid room and laboratory. Sure makes me wonder how safe the lab was!
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
The workshop sat below the main working floor and had serious power going to it.
Asbestos-cord-wrapped glass tongs piled in a shed next to the pouring line.