A shuttered house at the end of the block doesn’t even have boards on it anymore.
The workshop and parts room was full of light and meticulously sorted bolts, nuts, washers, gaskets, and all sorts of specialty hardware.
The old men’s ward is an example of what the hospital resembled before part of the complex was modernized. Small rooms, light switches outside the door, small observation windows set into heavy wood. If you ask me, though, the tile work across the floors is the most spectacular.
Timbers overlap where mine cars plunged, a strange wooden fence traced the center of the beams.
A side view showing the extreme structural damage to what I believe is the Masonic Cottage. I honestly cannot unravel how some of this was done, unless the local armory is missing a 4″ canon and some cartridge shot.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.
The basement held a makeshift chapel.
To get more light into the wards, the building was narrow and had angular rooms, often staff space, perpendicular to the main hallway.