Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.
The King Elevator is connected by a manlift and this spiral staircase. The manlift was down–can you believe it? Note the cool turns in the vertical railings. Arista 100 on 120.
John’s wife’s face.
Like looking out of an airship.
Looking through the dark door at Shaft 3, when my naked eyes could only make out a staircase lit dimly from above.
Between the room with mold sand and the space where the car’s metal bits would be put together, a pillar is marked as structurally vital.
This is a room where the actual explosive elements were mixed. In the event of an accident, this glass wall would give way before the concrete and thus direct the flames and shockwave away from the rest of the building. In other words, the glass is not just to get a lot of wonderful natural light into the building.
An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
The view from the larry, looking out at the overgrowing coke oven top. Papers listed the order of the charges for each oven, noting the sticky doors and persistent leaks. Emergency respirators and rescue gear was stored close, as long exposure to emissions from the rusty hatches could make worker pass out on the top of the ovens.