When you watch TV from the jars, it seems so much more real, they tell me.
There are 700 of these storage bunkers. Their design was to funnel explosions upward, rather than toward other buildings, to minimize secondary explosions.
This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.
The Algosteel navigating Superior Entry.
A calendar and comic strip decorate the current pattern shelf in the building which was a coffin factory.
A cracked sign at dock-level, where loading boats would be tied below the taconite conveyors. All across the surface of the concrete dock were taconite pellets, like slippery little marbles. One wrong step could put a worker in the water, which is a bad, bad place to be.
This building was 99 years old when it was demolished for the coal mine.
A line of huge machines wait to be used as parts under a long-disused belt drive.
The southernmost houses in Gilman are seen through the pines on the right, near the tram stop.