Looking from one workhouse at another, with the other residents of Mill Hell falling into place as the distance grows. Across the rail yard you can see Froedert Malt elevator and Calumet.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
One of the pair of motors that powered this mine shaft. In the 1950s, this shaft was designated a rescue shaft, and was only maintained for emergencies. One reason that Cheratte built Shaft 3 nearby was because these motors and infrastructure did not have the capacity that the giant mine below called for.
Above my head while taking this picture was the seal of the Department of the Interior.
The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.
Dust explosions were a real risk for grain mills. These funnels helped to filter the air in the mill.
The engine room.
A screened water wheel, presumably for rotating the dredge once it lowered its “foot” to pivot in place.
In most places, it may seem off for there to be a tunnel door on the top floor of a building, but Ford was that kind of place. This door from the steam plant led into a skyway and tunnel that connected to the main assembly floor.