The average sugar mill in 1915 consumed about 11,000 acres of sugar beets
Calumet stands at the side of the Union Pacific railyard.
My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
The city constructed a wall in the early 2000s to discourage visitors. Note the staircase is cut off, too.
Wagons and horses were kept in the building on the left, separate from the rest of the complex in case of fire. In the distance is the boiler house, separate for the same reason.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
In the middle of Electric Steel, dust collector vents cross-cross out of sight.
This floor of the workhouse had corkscrew conveyors–big augers–in the floor to move material around. Most of the walls that were metal were missing, leaving the concrete structure and open doors.
You can see why so few products had bright packaging. If the can here was brown, you’d never see it in a dark wood cabinet.