In the middle of the foundry, an office is untouched by scrappers, legal and not. Inside, warnings and catalogs for machines that are gone, obsolete, and melted down.
Note the maps still left on the wall.
Office manners dictate that one must tip their file drawer back upright once it is knocked through the wall.
What are we to do in an emergency?
That floor isn’t dirt–it’s old rotting grain that’s formed into a sort of moldy mud.
A classroom, perhaps from the days when the city owned the building.
Pillars among trees… those who inherit the earth will be so confused.
Milwaukee Road’s second substation at Loweth, as seen from the highway. Somewhat ironically, a new electrical substation is across the street from it today.In the background, you can make out a collapsing storage shed and some of the grades.
The Dock 5 sign at track level. Probably as an aid to sailors reboarding their vessels.