A little sheet metal box somehow made it back home.
I tried to hide the graffiti from my photos, but sometimes it wasn’t possible.
The elevator works on gravity… this is where a conveyor belt was to move the grain toward the main elevator to be loaded into ships.
An employee lunchroom with every door and window covered in vented steel.
The bottom of the tailings boom is rotten. In days when the dredge, floated, gangways connected it to shore, it seemed. You can see the size of the pontoons under the boat here.
The flour mill (rear) and its elevators. The taller elevator was moved here in 1955, when the Harrisons bought it from Federal, who declared it surplus. The smaller elevator replaced an earlier smaller warehouse in 1926. Taken shortly after dawn. This one picture made the drive worth it, for me. Medium Format.
Water damage dissolved the ceiling into sludge. Pillars remain, as do the plastic light covers, now on the floor.
The only thing that signals that this was an office building, rather than another production floor, is the small amount of wood paneling that remains.
Sidewalks to a boarded barracks, each making the other obsolete in the night.