A wide view of the poor house. Look at the smokestack and elevator shaft, which show the former roofline.
This building was an office and lounge for engineers. It is also demolished.
Looking down the Gilman-Belden tram.
In this photo you see three lives of Lyric: 1.) The Art Deco murals showing the Vaudeville background; 2.) The suspended ceiling put in when the building was converted for film; 3.) The explorers, photographers and others who worked in and on the building before its final demolition.
The command building and a coolant tank. In the distance, rain and hail pound Wyoming dirt.
Solvent pumping buildings, designed to explode upwards rather than outwards in an emergency, are forgotten near the milkweed.
Sleeping bags mark this former courtyard as a crash pad for the local homeless.
A rooftop scene.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.