Office manners dictate that one must tip their file drawer back upright once it is knocked through the wall.
The old men’s ward is an example of what the hospital resembled before part of the complex was modernized. Small rooms, light switches outside the door, small observation windows set into heavy wood. If you ask me, though, the tile work across the floors is the most spectacular.
In the power house corner is this gratuitously gigantic doorway. It used to be even bigger, too, as indicated by the brick arch another foot over the top windows.
When ‘men’ meant ‘worker’.
An automatically closing door, in case of fire or flood in the engine compartment.
The office was redder than the rest of the building.
An interesting crane in the back of the machine shop. It seems very light duty, so I am not certain what it was used for.
The old truck scale sits in the middle of what was Nettleton Avenue Slip.
Looking out at the abandoned neighborhood around the house.