Parts lockers on the top floor of the power plant.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
Looking at the entrance of the powerplant from its lowest catwalk.
Workers’ lockers, strewn across Main Street, yet still out of the way.
In some places in the mine shops, you can still make out narrow gauge track in the floors.
She liked to joke that she was my “tripod sherpa”.
Chains connected hooked baskets and lockers to hoist up clothes and helmets when they were above ground. Whether wet with sweat or dry street clothes, the system worked to unclutter lockers and maintain air circulation around subterranean uniforms.
I am not sure what this structure is, but it seems to be put together like a gold mill. It existed in 1952, and seems to be from about that period.
A wide view of the poor house. Look at the smokestack and elevator shaft, which show the former roofline.