I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.
Cobbled walkways followed the assembly lines.
1950s safety posters about static and proper footware hide in remote offices, where the curious haven’t stolen them… yet.
Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.
Behind the main shaft is this familiar industrial sight… a running count of days since the last injury.
#67, one of the only lockers that is not crunched to the point it refuses to open. In the corner of the small office area.
Cat paw prints on the control panels. Remember to lock-out-tag-out, Power Raccoons, and keep your own keys.
A heavy cloth separates the sanding station from other areas. This particular section seemed to specialize with chair seats, judging by the many unsanded blanks there.