I love the texture of the rust through the decaying yellow paint.
A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.
The building in the foreground–the old control booth–was arsoned in 2009.
The view from the larry, looking out at the overgrowing coke oven top. Papers listed the order of the charges for each oven, noting the sticky doors and persistent leaks. Emergency respirators and rescue gear was stored close, as long exposure to emissions from the rusty hatches could make worker pass out on the top of the ovens.
…when injection molding was the new thing that everyone was experimenting with.
This steel cup on the card would move molten copper to the caster from the furnace.
The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.
These corner pilings served as bumpers… a little assurance against wind, ice, and new captains.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.