Because painted signs would not hold up in this spot–in between four ovens that were literally hot enough to melt steel inside. Solution: Cut the pipe labels into the sheet metal. Seems to have worked.
Old conveyor belts are draped over the sides of the ore chutes to cut down on the noise and wear of the dumping trains.
Spare firebox bricks palleted on the second floor, is if it was going to be repaired.
Looking from the crane-motor catwalk into the Calumet. The arm shown here with the pulleys looped through it would have been lowered and the bucket conveyor in it would throw grain to waiting ships and boats bound for flour mills and foreign lands.
A collapsing and unstable building.
The iconic outline of a prairie sentinel. Quintessential rural industrial architecture.
Days after the long-flooded basement was pumped out. Note the water lines!
The woman in the wall has the bed; is pulling it in; is holding you down…
The only way to get to the second floor–since demolition crews punched-out the staircases and ladders leading upwards–was to climb this elevator shaft. In the lower-left corner is a blower for the foundry furnaces.