08/30/2021
We work in a lot of old textile mills. They are one of our favorite building types to bring back to life. The first step of the process is to walk through and survey the building. As you can imagine, we find a lot of interesting and sometimes unnerving things during this phase. I'm always concerned that we're going to come across a co**se one day, as there are many, mostly abandoned, homeless camps in these old mills.
Last week I opened the door to a room that looked like it was occupied the day before. It was the infirmary at Chatham Mill, in our hometown. I have no idea how long it had been since anyone had been through that doorway, but it honestly felt like they had just left their shift yesterday. The sheets were crisp, the bedside tables were prepped for the next incoming accident, there wasn't a cobweb in the room, and the sharps container was half full. You can zoom into the photo to read the PSYCHOACTIVE CHEMICALS chart. I realize this mill hasn't been closed that long, but this room shouldn't have been that clean. It was eerie!
Over the weekend I reflected on the experience and the photos I captured. My thoughts moved from unnerving to respect. More than anything I think it is a testimony to the pride that came from working at the mill. Whoever left the room like this had every intention of returning the next day, or leaving it in perfect condition for the next shift.