Early bird gets the blast furnace. You gotta love that ore yard gantry crane.
End of the paint line. After reading Father Action’s excellent-as-always writeup about his adventures here, I was pretty cautious around big spinning alarms. (See http://www.actionsquad.org/fordII1.html)
The remains of the surgical suite.
The batch tag specifies some of the technical properties of the silk worked here.
This volume gauge could be read from 30 feet away, which is useful when the control panels and valves are that far away.
Looking into the main workhouse from the skyway into the annex elevator. But who care? Look at the colors!
A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.
Depending on the position of the valve, flour could be routed from the filtering process back into a mill.
We know what the ladies’ favorite treats were! Found holding parts on a repair cart.