In what Studebaker called the ‘Materials Building’ are these giant concrete bins of fine molding sand, there for casting metal parts using the molten metal from the adjoining building. On the far left side there is a train track and once upon a time a gantry crane traced the room under the roof
A typical room in the barracks, reinforced from mortars and light shelling, possibly.
Often the quickest way to move between buildings was to take the roof. The inside of the complex was so maze-like, I don’t know how I would have found my way around.
Looking toward the Quenching Tower from the coal tower platform.
Boards on the window are like rings on a tree, if you know how to read abandonments.
They left and took their God with ’em. Doesn’t feel too empty without ‘im, though.
The fences helped discourage patients from throwing themselves down the stairs.
In the corner of most of the factory floors, freight elevators flanked restrooms to leave more central space for machines and their masters.
I like to think of this as a giant straw, through which the factory is slowly draining the earth, leaving nothing but reinforced concrete below…