This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
Tunnels interconnected all of the complex, carrying power, steam, laundry and food throughout the hospital. This is a typical causeway that would have been very busy when the hospital was operating. In some places, signs still point to defunct areas of the hospital.
The pitch of the roof is more typical for areas with lots of snow—not the border of Ohio and Kentucky. So, I assume this roofline accommodated some equipment inside for trains—note the tracks.
Looking out of the boarded windows in the Great Western Sugar office.
Catwalk crating, welded over the yard crane operator cab’s windows.
A bridge crosses the main street of the village; one that goes nowhere. Ambiguity intended.
Taken on a short trip where the whole floor of the roundhouse and engine shop was covered in fresh snow–thanks to the holes in the roof and open windows.
The organ and bits of glass that have lost their way. Try not to see the upside-down wooden cross dangling from the stained-glass-crown on the church’s front side. Of course, it’s to keep the loose panes from falling out onto the road in wind, but at the same time…
The crane on Dock 2, as seen from Dock 4 right after sunset. Notice the old light tower is warped.