Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
There isn’t much left of the factory offices.
Hand-shooting 4×5 underground. Must be Kate Hunter.
A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.
The conveyorway between the on-site grain elevator and mill.
The primitive chair caught the falling plaster.
A staircase threads between the top floor and the sluices, which are in the middle of the dredge-mill.
The most derelict of the old bonded warehouses. Note the barrel elevator on the side of it!
I like this picture because it shows some of the only unbroken windows at Packard.