The seminal architectural feature of the old hospital–the parts built by Illinois Central Railroad–was this staircase. Wide and graceful, adorned with paint chips and fire extinguishers, and leading from offices to surgical suites to the cafeteria.
The grain-centric buildings had automatic fire doors.
The curving corridors flanking the Administration Tower are especially ornate, though the prison-like door betrays the real purpose of the building.
Downtown and the blight.
Two windows above the slate Grand Staircase reflect let a little blue sky skip off the black.
Looking from the rail shipping building through pigeon-proofing chicken wire at another manufacturing building in high Fall.
In the brewhouse between the preheating tank and kettle room. The spiral staircase goes into a kettle annex where a few smaller stainless steel kettles hide. If you looked right from this frame you would see the bottom of one of the kettles like the bottom of a steel mixing bowl.
This sawtooth roof collapsed months later under the weight of an early snow.
Was the last job of this hook to lift the remaining equipment out of the hoist hall? The control boards, giant electric motors and transformers?