Lit by the glow of St. Paul’s West Seventh bars, highlighted by the cool blue of the sleepy section of South Side. This castle-like tower can be seen for miles around town; a Landmark at the brewery that brewed a brew by the that name.
For a short time, CN mounted flood lights atop the abandoned dock.
Looking out of a door to nowhere at the fiery sky above.
Steel mine hoists, near the place they worked, wait for scrap prices to justify their final removal from Osceola, Michigan.
A look at another “Belt-o-Vator”. I like the sign.
One night, I camped behind the sugar mill. You can tell be the clouds that a cold front was moving out—it was a hot day.
This drying house was full of ventilation ducts, broken scales, and insulated carts to haul powder around the line.
Admin, 2005. This is the only good picture I took of the Administration Tower before a lightning strke ignited its roof. Now a metal cap keeps the water out of the most iconic building at the Kirkbride.
The warped floors caught my eye in this room too–a symptom of turning off heat and not patching a leaking roof in the midwest.
Looking up the hill from the rooftop of the Temple Opera Block. The downtown casino (left) looks far closer to its original use as a Sears Roebuck department store than it does today. Behind it is the blighted Carter Hotel, one of many abandoned buildings near the former Orpheum.