In the corner of the foundry, this lunchroom was literally collapsing under one small leak in the roof. Tile by tile the water ate away the ceiling. Note the clock.
A bank of vertical filing cabinets, probably dating to National Guard days.
My favorite picture from the mills. These charts remind me of star charts or orbiting planets.
It seems someone planned on stealing the fridge, but gave up on the second floor.
Colorado, the most miningest state in the union, seems to be pictured in this lunchroom mural.
A carefully kept journal of the ballast levels in the final years that the Ford sailed Lake Superior.
Each patient had a card of record that reported major events. Births, changes in diagnosis, and for some, death.
I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.