They left and took their God with ’em. Doesn’t feel too empty without ‘im, though.
Don Crist ’83. Brick Graffiti Series.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.
It’s a straight view from the projection booth to the stage, but hell of a walk. At a fast pace, I think it would take 10 minutes to walk from this spot to the chair. Behind the curtains is a big white screen, so the theatre could be used for either stagework or moving pictures. The two projectors are set up for 3D movies right now–hence the little switch below the window–a Polaroid 3D synchronizer. Cool, huh?
This floor of the workhouse had corkscrew conveyors–big augers–in the floor to move material around. Most of the walls that were metal were missing, leaving the concrete structure and open doors.
Isabella A (left) and B (right) were built in 1910 and 1913, respectively.
Looking through the old brewhouse toward the Keg Wash House.