Elevator B, used by a local farmer, stands behind an old farm truck at the edge of town.
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.
Shadows of the rusty trestle and cold control towers on the Barker. Workers are preparing to swing over the sides of the boat to help secure her to the Minnesota Power dock.
Watching the sun set behind downtown Detroit is my favorite memory from the building.
One of my favorite signs. I imagine something like this happened when it was put up: “Wow, that’s a big sign.” “Yeah, you’re going to be putting it up in the elevator at the service door.” “Have you thought of may locking the door?” “What?” “You know, lock it so that there’s no risk, sign aside, of us going through and falling to our death.” “Shut up and just install the damn sign.”
A panorama of the dock buildings, before the left one was demolished.
“But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison So I came back to Minneapolis this time I think I’m gonna stay” -Tom Waits