Above the offices is this little section of factory that still has strips of wood flooring. This may be where the upholstery was cut.
Looking to the chapel addition from the Chateau.
Wind blew taconite dust against the walls of these suspended control room, making even the glass appear to rust.
The organ and bits of glass that have lost their way. Try not to see the upside-down wooden cross dangling from the stained-glass-crown on the church’s front side. Of course, it’s to keep the loose panes from falling out onto the road in wind, but at the same time…
Looking down at the Port Arthur Ore Dock from Manitoba Pool Elevator #3. The conveyor belts are gone and King Elevator is in the far distance.
This is one of the more private rooms in the old section of the hospital. It likely only accommodated one patient.
One of Martinsdale’s defunct businesses perpendicular to the depot. Recall that Martinsdale is a T-town.
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.