Paperwork litters the floors of the zinc mine offices.
The only good shot I have of the top of Battery A, in the upper left. Though it seemed to have been disused before its neighbor it had a lot less growth on it.
My guess is that the Capitol Hotel closed and Adler bought up some of their equipment.
The chapel (left) and surgical suite (straight on) move in an out of view as fog rolls up from the St. Louis River valley.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
A crack in a window in a wall. What’s this doing here?
When you watch TV from the jars, it seems so much more real, they tell me.
Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.
Standing where the Standard Oil’s boiler used to sit; the coal room is on the right, and would have been filled from trackside.