This used to be one of the office doors, but it’s been removed (apparently without malcontent) and placed in the shop area.
Taconite Harbor’s main road, now overgrown and leading to nothing. Just asphalt between caved-in curbs.
John’s wife’s face.
Sawdust is the most classic of insulation materials.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.
For some time, Purina ran a feed service out of the elevator. Inside and outside were signs of its past presence.
Facade of tarps and fences on the old house. It used to have a bronze ornament on the second floor patio, but it was taken for scrap years ago.
A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.