Almost all of the doors and windows on the ground floor have been boarded, leaving the ground level very dark.
Looking through the center of a scrapped generator, its copper long scrapped.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
Either the company was pulling parts from this evaporator to use as parts for other plants, or the last thing the workers did was to get this machine ready for the next campaign. Either way, plans changed.
The powerhouse had two elevated tracks behind it, one for coal and one for deliveries.
The working end of the blast furnace, where molten metal would flow like lava out of the furnace… a process called ‘tapping’.
For reasons unknown, this building’s concrete was designed a little thinly. It reminds me of a Chicago, IL building constructed during WWI when concrete and steel were strictly rationed and many buildings went up with insufficient superstructures. I do not have a build date for this one yet.
My first night on Minneapolis’ Lighthouse–now an old picture and distant memory… I still remember the exhilaration and the view of the city off one edge of the roof and the Mississippi River over the other.