A sharp turn in the coatings department twists the steel out of sight.
A wrecked pressure gauge and employee time cards.
The guard shack protecting the Nike launch pad.
Standing on the fence barricade that used to keep squatters out of the tunnel, the size of the space is impressive. What you see here is the current length of the tunnel; I set up a flashlight at the end to illuminate the concrete wall that is the lower portal.
Elevator B, used by a local farmer, stands behind an old farm truck at the edge of town.
More than half a century of plans rot in the shadows, seemingly useless.
This room on the top floor of one of the oldest buildings has seemingly not changed since it was adapted for employee use. Some sections of the hospital were adapted for staff to live in. Paying Patient Ward–where capable patients were separated from wards of the state.
The BOMARC launch buildings are spaced on a large concrete pad that looks like a parking lot. Out of view are underground pipes for fueling and cooling the rocket motors.