The laundry building, where many of the tunnels came to an end. It looks very East Coast industrial to me.
An old handcart sits next to a rotting elevator.
On this production line, the office was elevated far above the floor.
Spare parts ready for this building’s reactivation.
Where the approach meets the dock.
In the middle of one of the outlying cottages, perhaps the Masonic Cottage–it was too damaged to tell, really–are these pair of skinny doors that led from patient rooms to a common area with rotting shag carpet.
The Hamm-stenciled chairs are all destroyed as far as I know, now, as are the custom ladders built in-house for the company. Taken between the Filter House and Keg Wash House.
The tallest dock structure is an equipment elevator that connects the many dock levels.
When boiling beet juice accidentally spills from the gas-fired tanks two feet away, you better be wearing some of these, or bye-bye legs.