This picture typifies the industrial ideal of the early 20th century. More metal than air. More efficiency than beauty. More profits than people.
Above my head while taking this picture was the seal of the Department of the Interior.
I am not sure, but I think this section was a storehouse; it has two ramps that connect the rail yard outside and the blacksmith shop. On all of the historic doors that face that part of the yard, signs caution workers to look out for cars…
Because of the dangers of storing the materials to make explosives as well as the explosives themselves, there were earthen bunkers all across the plant like this.
One of a few rolling workbenches to keep the thousands of pulleys, cogs, and belts working properly.
The classic Solvay shot. Everyone has it.
Downtown and the blight.
I am not sure what this machine does, but I have a hunch that it husks and cleans the sugar beets as they come into the plant. It is certainly the biggest single piece of equipment in any of the mills.
A snapshot showing the staircase and catwalks in the middle of the boiler room.