Above the altar are faded murals. Here’s the Holy Grail.
Powdered coal would sit in these hoppers before they get mixed with water to make a slurry. Then the mixture is injected into the firebox and ignited to make a coal-powered flamethrower capable of boiling water very quickly.
The building is winking.
Downtown and the blight.
Part of the 1917 mill that had a little bit of roof left over it–most of this building was open to the sky. The birds loved it, but everything metal was quickly becoming too unstable to walk on.
Frontenac, as seen from the Missouri Flats area.
This is part of the oldest section of factory, one that hasn’t had a roof in a long time and all usable equipment has been extracted. The machines pictured would spin sliced beets in boiling water… it was a sealed system before someone cut holes on sides of each unit.
There is no denying that the Fergus Falls asylum was a beautiful place, especially around sunset.
Giant chunks of cooled slag form an island near Mud Lake.