Part of a vintage neon sign. I hope it’s been preserved–it reminds me of the sign that hung over my grandfather’s tv sales and repair shop in small town Minnesota.
Looking at ADM-1 from beside ADM-4, back when ADM-4 had a train shed and ADM-1 had a skyway. In the thick woods beneath the skyway was a long time homeless camp… most of its residents were very friendly.
Safety signs decorated every floor, machine and, yes, door. This message spoke to me for reasons my coworkers will understand; suffice to say, I need to take this message to heart.
Footprints of houses past; tailings of mines past.
One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
I don’t think we’re anywhere near maximum pressure anymore.
The Western Elevator’s old moniker looks over Fort William (the neighborhood). Snow falls over Mount McKay in the background. This elevator is still active… the only active elevator in Fort William proper.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
Behind the main shaft is this familiar industrial sight… a running count of days since the last injury.