These racks lined many of the floors, although I couldn’t decipher their purpose. Tastes like duotone…
Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
Inside the towering offices, Firestone-colored staircases connect senseless rows of wood-paneled offices.
On the left is the broken glass room that contains the controls for the cable spool, now gone, that sat in the metal shell on the right. The stairs led down to the hoisting engine itself. You can make out the slits where the cable ran up to the headframe tower through the gaping archway.
When Nopeming was affiliated with local farms, it often slaughtered its own livestock. This is the part of the hospital where food would be prepped, below the stage in the Service Building.
Presumably, in a nuclear blast the antenna would be blown flat and pop back up, allowing communication even after a near-direct hit.
These houses was built by hard rock miners in the early 1900s.