The front of the Art Deco hospital, complete with Art Deco gears and Crosses of Loraine!
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
In case power was lost, this manual signal could direct trains on and off the taconite trestle. Turning the pole would change the color of the light on top and the shape of the metal flags.
A cracked sign at dock-level, where loading boats would be tied below the taconite conveyors. All across the surface of the concrete dock were taconite pellets, like slippery little marbles. One wrong step could put a worker in the water, which is a bad, bad place to be.
For some time, Purina ran a feed service out of the elevator. Inside and outside were signs of its past presence.
From my archives–the NorShor as an innocent gentleman’s club, called ‘the NorShor Experience’.
A dedicated 13-acre rail yard operated by Canadian Pacific. As of 2016, it’s still there, and considered a factor in the redevelopment of the former plant site.
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.
Lit by the glow of St. Paul’s West Seventh bars, highlighted by the cool blue of the sleepy section of South Side. This castle-like tower can be seen for miles around town; a Landmark at the brewery that brewed a brew by the that name.