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.
The power pulley that ran air compressors straight off of the steam plant’s axel.
She’s a charmer.
The pipes above sprayed water onto the hot coke.
A broken window looking through the First Aid Room and into the Control Room in charge of directing grain into ships. You can see one of the large conveyors on the right, clad in green. Chutes and staircases intertwine seemingly randomly through the big empty spaces.
A small bunker and blast wall between shell-loading buildings would have provided shelter during disasters, such as tornados, accidental explosions, and perhaps even enemy attacks.
This section of the production floor was constantly dripping. Someone had laid down giant plastic sheeting to attempt to protect the lower floors, but it hasn’t worked.
This skyway, built to help seal off two parts of the complex during an out of control fire, was probably too rotten to burn by the time I saw it.
This seemed to be the newest building on the property.