Workers’ lockers, strewn across Main Street, yet still out of the way.
The Clipper was one of the most popular Packards, but its production was cut short by WWII. Had they produced the car instead of Rolls Royce plane engines I imagine there would might be driving a Packard today, rather than a Ford.
The pilot house, lit with the lights of Superior.
With an office like this, the ones food begins to taste more and more like nachos.
Most of the control panels were faceless. No doubt, they were parted out to keep other sugar mills alive.
Looking toward the Female Infirmary Ward from the long, glass, Conservatory hallway.
The barracks are being reclaimed by nature.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.
On the top floor of the former casket building is the finishing line for the coating section; on this section the final spray of plastic would hit the wood before a small furnace would seal the plastic permanently to the surface, making it more resilient, I assume.