Between two brick buildings is a metal one with many windows set into it. Having been in many mills of similar design, I conjecture that this was the milling building, where machines ground the corn before it was boiled.
“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.
This giant gear’s sole purpose was to turn the ship’s single rudder in all conditions.
The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
2004. Machine Shop Loft.
Quincy Smelter, 2014.
The engine room.
The old hospital (left) and ugly modern additions (right).