Considering the side of Boiler #3’s firebox, where it meets the boiler (between the cylinders). The top piece is where the exhaust is sucked into the chimney, one chimney for each pair of boilers.
The power pulley that ran air compressors straight off of the steam plant’s axel.
A misnomer that stuck.
Some local kids were having a fire extinguisher fight when I walked into the lab one day.
My first night on Minneapolis’ Lighthouse–now an old picture and distant memory… I still remember the exhilaration and the view of the city off one edge of the roof and the Mississippi River over the other.
“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.” ― Emily Dickinson
Looking through the washer that is the first stop for the dredgings.
Little has changed inside the mill, but since it was built in 1916, many tanks and ancillary buildings have popped up around it.
On the ground floor of the main factory there seems to be only one chair left.