A corner of the addition is lined with glass cabinets, formerly filled with beds.
Behind one of the kitchens is one of the few pieces of furniture remaining. Beside it, a small electric space heater–small by 1970s standards.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
The orange bars were secured to the tunnel walls to support electric lines for the mine carts. Lower parts of the sand mines were allowed to flood. The water was perfectly still, and made for a mud so thick it could suck off your boots.
The company headquarters. Abandoned last time I drove past it, though it is the classiest building in downtown South Bend.
A tower above Minneapolis that few people see.
Looking out of the labs at the company garages.
Gold, which has a relatively high mass, would drop through the slats of the sluice boxes as the water flowed over them. Around the dredge were a half dozen radiator pipes to keep the water flowing through the machines.