The well-worn chair in one larry’s operator cab, next to an overgrown coke battery.
I assume this sign used to sit near the highway that snakes around the mine and town.
The main staircase of the old hospital had… problems.
A matrix panorama of the brewhouse staircase, post-scrapping. So pretty…
The orange bars were secured to the tunnel walls to support electric lines for the mine carts. Lower parts of the sand mines were allowed to flood. The water was perfectly still, and made for a mud so thick it could suck off your boots.
The top floor’s old-fashioned hospital ways were too much to pass without a photo or two… with the paint falling off the walls it was as if the building was shedding its skin in an effort to become rejuvenated or useful.
The great stenciled number on this chute caught my eye.
Was the last job of this hook to lift the remaining equipment out of the hoist hall? The control boards, giant electric motors and transformers?
Some parts of the doctor’s apartment in the Administration Tower were decidedly upscale. Look at the beautiful ironwork on that sink!