Coded writing on a pillar in one of the assembly buildings.
Watch your head, say the colors. This side of the plant is apparently still standing and is owned by the city.
It was interesting that, even though storms had carried the wooden walkway that stretched under the dock, these piles of spilled taconite remain where they had dropped.
A mix of brick and stone construction where the stock house meets the cellars. The caves brought well water to the brewery and drained the refuse away, and the various sewer connections are visible here and tell the story of the company’s expansion above.
We people are so small.
The quality assurance labs were no doubt a busy place.
The buildings were level with one another, so one could look through as many as a dozen factory floors from one window.
And I forget just why I taste / Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile / I found it hard, it’s hard to find / Oh well, whatever, never mind (Nirvana, “Smells Like Teen Spirit”)
This is one of the rooms near Shaft 1 that was converted to be a Dry Room, where workers would wash and change between shifts.