The approach to Dock 4 is long demolished, so it is only accessible when the lake freezes.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.
Did you leave in a hurry?
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.
Looking at The Windy City from the top of the coal tower. The pond you see is the former ACME Coke coal yard.
Some guerilla art for passing drivers on I-94 East to enjoy. Artist unknown.
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.
When I first visited the chapel, it had a projection TV, two organs, Bibles, and more. Now these are mostly ruined, except for the tapestries, which have somehow survived.