No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.
I found a historical photo of this room showing 10-foot high machines with wires hanging by the mile from looms and schematic charts.
On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
Water damage dissolved the ceiling into sludge. Pillars remain, as do the plastic light covers, now on the floor.
While the stokers are gone, the pipes bringing pulverized coal down were left.
The tops of the coke stoves.
I love the texture of the rust through the decaying yellow paint.
Part of a vintage neon sign. I hope it’s been preserved–it reminds me of the sign that hung over my grandfather’s tv sales and repair shop in small town Minnesota.
The boiler room has four big boilers in it, which seems like overkill. No wonder this plant could supply power to the works and the town at full capacity!