This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
This building looked like some sort of office.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
In the power house corner is this gratuitously gigantic doorway. It used to be even bigger, too, as indicated by the brick arch another foot over the top windows.
Between the repair shops and the stock department is this odd little structure. No, the walls are not level–it’s not your eyes. The shops slope left, the structure slopes right.
As if they were planning to move the furniture out of the hospital, it all sits in the main hallway in the ground floor.
From Main Street, looking straight up at the A Mill, only the silence makes one think that nobody’s still inside, grinding grain into Pillsbury’s Best.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
The old men’s ward is an example of what the hospital resembled before part of the complex was modernized. Small rooms, light switches outside the door, small observation windows set into heavy wood. If you ask me, though, the tile work across the floors is the most spectacular.