The bricks routinely fell from the walls, like seeds falling from trees. On a smaller scale, new walls grew from the floors.
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.
The top of the annex was bare except for these holes into the silos below.
The crumbling building barely contained the colors inside of it.
A natural reaction with this kind of view.
A burned and rusted control panel in the corner of the new hoist room.
Copper thieves haven’t left anything behind but the shell.
One of the pair of motors that powered this mine shaft. In the 1950s, this shaft was designated a rescue shaft, and was only maintained for emergencies. One reason that Cheratte built Shaft 3 nearby was because these motors and infrastructure did not have the capacity that the giant mine below called for.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.