Someone had helped themselves to one of the safety posters before my visit.
My favorite shot of 2011; a rusty mold for a heart-shaped glass candy dish in its natural environment, so to speak.
I don’t think we’re anywhere near maximum pressure anymore.
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.
I would wager that National Mine became the dumping ground for Chain O’ Mines as the company began to fail.
The bottom area of the smokestacks house storage spaces. The windows of these rooms that were never completed line up perfect.
This seemed to be the newest building on the property.
On the ground floor of the main factory there seems to be only one chair left.