Shoes

In the grungy control room, I found a little slice that was never graffitied.

The topmost roof of the hospital is covered in antennae and includes a star that faced the rest of the complex, now demolished.

This building seemed like a pump house or compressor house. It was full of empty concrete mounts.

Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.

#67, one of the only lockers that is not crunched to the point it refuses to open. In the corner of the small office area.

In front of a rust-welded Illinois rotary stoker is where the boiler-men made their mark. The last year I can make out is 1985.

From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.

I found a historical photo of this room showing 10-foot high machines with wires hanging by the mile from looms and schematic charts.

These machines had embossed metal numbers marking their ends.