This was one of two skyways that went between production line offices. It’s easy to tell because it’s not reinforced for machinery to travel through it. I also like that it’s a double-decker, so to speak.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
The first 800 or so feet of the tunnel is finished with reinforced concrete. The test is raw stone. This is the spot where it switches. Side note: nailing this shot on film is one of my proudest light-painted moments.
And I forget just why I taste / Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile / I found it hard, it’s hard to find / Oh well, whatever, never mind (Nirvana, “Smells Like Teen Spirit”)
While the stokers are gone, the pipes bringing pulverized coal down were left.
Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
Taken several years before the tornado story when the weather, and the condition of the buildings, were nice.
When the Mitchell project is complete, I’ll miss the textures on the face of the boiler.