Far above the areas that were heavily scrapped, I found some old bottles to collect samples of the sour mash whiskey as it made its was from the distillation room to barrel filling.
Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.
Thousands of tags in a supply closet. Each has lots its meaning.
When you watch TV from the jars, it seems so much more real, they tell me.
In the far back of the cellars there are some old bottles. This arch shows an old entrance to the cellars, now collapsed.