A comrade lights-up where so many workers apparently congregated to do the same.
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.
One thing that struck me as a midwesterner in the South was the vines. They seem to be able to completely cover a building when left alone for a few decades.
Global Trading remarked the building in the mid-60s, but far above the door is the old ‘Detroit Shipbuilding’ paint, though it’s faint nowadays.
Parking strictly forbidden. A sign in front of Cheratte’s former truck shops.
A handmade sign tracks the progress through the current beet campaign. For this factory, it was about 30 years ago. Perhaps the idea was to pit shifts against each other.
Looking past the Osborn along the side of the Hughitt Slip, where there have always been grain elevators for more than 100 years.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
Isabella A (left) and B (right) were built in 1910 and 1913, respectively.