A storm passes over BOMARC’s center row of launch buildings. You can clearly see the tracks on which the roof would retract for launch.
Blending the explosive ingredients was dangerous. It is no wonder that the blending house had so many emergency slides.
A string of vehicles have found death at Packard recently. Usually they are simply driving up ramps and pushed off the rooftops, but this one seemed destined for a worse fate. Found in the far corner of the far building.
Negative twenty looks much warmer in retrospect, wouldn’t you say? Taken through the window of a gantry crane cab.
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
One of the few doors.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
The entrance to the area where staff could sleep.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.