The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
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Away from the rest of the plant–as if forgotten, or hiding–is this little stamp press. Yes, this is little by press standards.
In one of the small offices there’s this machine that bills itself as “The Recorder.” I’m an old tech geek and I still don’t know what this really does.
A long exposure under the trestle-like approach to the dock, under which trains still pass regularly.
A reminder to the manlift riders to get off the belt before they hit their heads on the ceiling. This is the top level of the headhouse, where dust collectors would extract most of the grain bits from the air to reduce risk of explosion.
Fall in line, act skinny, watch out for low hanging pipes. Don’t ask me where in the maze this was… 90% of the plant looked like this; vast rooms and catwalks with crisscrossing pipes and valves.
Shot on a Pentax 67 in monochrome and toned to match the set. For some time the marquee was lit at night to advertise the fact that the city bought it and planned to apply for credits to repair it.
An employee lunchroom with every door and window covered in vented steel.
Below the pressure gauges are rows of little pipe fitting drawers.
It remains unexplained what ‘serious results’ may stem from not reporting an accident, but when labor was cheap and unorganized I doubt anyone asked.