This was taken before the top of the docks really started to rot-out; now this stretch past the crane is distinctly unsafe to cross. Still, you can’t beat the view of Dock #2 winding into the distance, where the approach is chopped-off before the yard used to extend.
Someone’s abandoned to-do list.
One of thousands in the complex. Part of a series of photographs where I capture the number “13” in industrial settings.
One basement room has a pile of x-rays of miners, taken and stored by the company.
I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.
I love these heavy rolling doors in the old tobacco processing building.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
On first impression it might look like a funky mailbox, but trust me on this one; it’s a flour bolter chute. In flour milling, “bolting” means sifting the flour through successively smaller screens.