In the corner of the foundry, this lunchroom was literally collapsing under one small leak in the roof. Tile by tile the water ate away the ceiling. Note the clock.
The back of the pilot house had a desk full of navigational notes and maps.
I wonder if these handcarts will become decoration for the hotel being building next to the silos.
Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
Taken in a closet in the middle of the demolished coke ovens. No doubt, these charts were for equipment in the ovens.
My favorite picture from the mills. These charts remind me of star charts or orbiting planets.
I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.
Stacks of patient record cards; names in the graveyard. All ‘Not Improved’.