A long tunnel stretches toward the Mississippi. Was this the route Model Ts took on their way to waiting barges?
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
These racks lined many of the floors, although I couldn’t decipher their purpose. Tastes like duotone…
The individual ovens are skinny to allow even and fast heating of the whole interior. Numbers are cut into signs because no paint could withstand the heat or corrosive emissions from the coking process.
Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
This is part of the oldest section of factory, one that hasn’t had a roof in a long time and all usable equipment has been extracted. The machines pictured would spin sliced beets in boiling water… it was a sealed system before someone cut holes on sides of each unit.
Early bird gets the blast furnace. You gotta love that ore yard gantry crane.
A jankey ladder leads to a platform over a wooden tank. Here’s hoping my usage contributes to jankey being accepted into the dictionary! Thanks, lexicographers.
This is where the transformers were housed. Note the steel tracks in the floor for moving equipment around the building.