The perfect place to have a post-industrial picnic.
An old sign directed patients and visitors back to toward the central parts of the hospital.
A closeup of the finely-carved seats in the house, presumably original to the Sattler. There are not too many of these in this kind of condition. If you have a better name for this figure than Cordelia, leave a comment.
Lacy hated playing for people. She wanted to make the piano speak back to her, not make people stare.
The balcony used to be beautiful, you say. I say, it still is.
Mismatched chairs in a patient room.
A blue chair in a blue room
In the nurses’ dormitories, beds, couches and chairs still sit. It’s unclear whether these are remnants of the homeless shelter in the 80s or the actual nurses.
Looking out of the boarded windows in the Great Western Sugar office.