The only thing that signals that this was an office building, rather than another production floor, is the small amount of wood paneling that remains.
Looking from the shaft room into the room where an electric hoist would be.
Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
One of two control towers that reached over the lake. The control panel here was used to move the conveyors over the ship’s hold doors, adjust flow of the taconite, and so on.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.
Looking through the boards of the boarded windows.
One of the only remaining pieces of equipment in the distilling room is this green control panel on a bridge suspended in the middle of it all.
A walk-up service window on the side of an administration building of some sort. I have a feeling the buildings were color coded.