Bits and things in a pile in the corner of the smelter, the unsold chunks of industrial history that didn’t sell at an on-site auction before my visit.
From the summer a bunch of Australians visited Minnesota.
A broken scale in Isabella A, next to an old wood stove.
A look at another “Belt-o-Vator”. I like the sign.
We can lie like sinners Breathe the air like children And you could lead and I could follow All those times are gone “Duluth” by Trampled by Turtles
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
What looks to be a skip for repairing the dock, in the concrete steeple.
Looking from the crane-motor catwalk into the Calumet. The arm shown here with the pulleys looped through it would have been lowered and the bucket conveyor in it would throw grain to waiting ships and boats bound for flour mills and foreign lands.
The seminal architectural feature of the old hospital–the parts built by Illinois Central Railroad–was this staircase. Wide and graceful, adorned with paint chips and fire extinguishers, and leading from offices to surgical suites to the cafeteria.