Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
Connecting the Administration building’s tower and top floors is this beautiful cast iron staircase. It was probably designed to help service the clock originally planned to be set in the tower, but when the hospital went over budget the state cancelled the timepiece. Now we are left with a gorgeous stair with little or no real purpose–not that I’m complaining. I am a long-admitted spiral staircase fetishist.
Some local kids were having a fire extinguisher fight when I walked into the lab one day.
The moon highlights the contrails over the engine house in the middle of the night. Foreground light painted.
A winding flue between the ovens for Furnace 6, capped with sketchy catwalks.
Gloves hang in the basement of the former quality assurance labs.
Since this picture was taken, the roof has totally collapsed in this area.
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.