“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
One of the principal businesses in McConnell was a farm implement and lumber store. This is too new to have been bought there, but I like that it’s still on the edge of town. It’s more comfortable than the emptiness beyond, that used to be a little prairie town.
Looking into a common from the grounds. The block glass makes the interior seem dreamlike and distorted. Note the poor condition of the bricks around the window.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Another. Planet. Coal crushers and the coke loading line.
The very top of the Administration Tower’s spiral staircase. There’s an old antenna of some kind there, as you can see.
2005. A skyway connecting two Which tube carried the beer? I hope it’s the big one!