Gates Rubber Factory
I found some unlocked gates today but, uncharacteristically, didn't try to enter. It's very toxic with asbestos, etc. So, not without Tyvek suit and respirator.
urban explorer/photographer falls to his death at Gates Rubber: www.westword.com/2007-12-20/news/gone/
I was researching the old Gates plant here in Denver a while back (who hasn't?)....I applied for a job as a bookkeeper there when I first moved to Denver years ago...didn't get the job, thank god, but the surreal scene of going up the narrow and worn oak steps (or were they metal?) to a tiny room on a floor halfway between the 1st and 2nd floors, like a secret compartment, still sticks with me. There were 4 bookkeepers sitting at oak desks, all in a row, hammering away at their calculators (this is my memory - not to be taken as absolute fact.) I envisioned Shelley Winters in A Place in the Sun. I couldn't get out of there fast enough. I looked for the entrance at the back I used back then but I didn't find it. The experienced satisfied my childhood dream of working at the General Electric plant in Schenectady, NY. which, I suppose, sprung from a childhood illness which isolated me ...I just wanted to be like everyone else, to not stand out, to be with lots of people. I got over that and the wanting to live in a trailer park, as well.