Beautiful doors separated the boiler room and the sugar mill. Can you imagine the gracefully curving steps in a power plant today?
The American Victory next to M, seen late at night.
John’s wife’s face.
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.
This ruin was once the Toltec Mine, a producing gold and silver claim that operated into the 1940s.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
An abandoned gatehouse bearing the name of the former factory.