This battlement-like tower is the first thing one sees coming to Old Taylor from Frankfort.
This floor of the workhouse had corkscrew conveyors–big augers–in the floor to move material around. Most of the walls that were metal were missing, leaving the concrete structure and open doors.
Holes in the wall mark where patient beds used to be, side by side, facing out the window.
Between two brick buildings is a metal one with many windows set into it. Having been in many mills of similar design, I conjecture that this was the milling building, where machines ground the corn before it was boiled.
Ryan, as seen from the crane ladder.
Officers got houses and the honor of living near other officers. They call it Officer’s Row.
If you look closely, you can see the rain dropping into the building. This is the part of the chapel with the collapsed roof–not the carvings on the choir loft.