Abandoned Scranton Lace: A Visual Autopsy of The American Dream
During that fateful Friday afternoon in May of 2002, when the workers at the Scranton Lace manufacturing facility were unceremoniously told, mid-shift, that the factory was closing “effective immediately”, local broadcasting icon, David DeCosmo, happened to be in the area with his cameraman, searching for a nearby address.
“We had just crossed the small bridge near the factory when we saw a man walking nearby and stopped to ask if he might know how to get to the location we were looking for”, explained DeCosmo, “Before we could ask, he, realizing we were in a news vehicle, speculated we had come because of the notice the workers just got. It was, of course, their notice the plant would be closing its doors and they would be losing their jobs. We managed to catch up with a few of the workers as they were leaving for the day. Everyone who was willing to speak with us was shocked and saddened by the announcement. Some stood and talked with colleagues and friends they had worked with for many years. We saw several shedding tears. A couple told us they knew the business had been facing tough times because of competition from less expensive foreign goods. A few of them expected to see cut backs of some sort. But no one expected the decision to close down completely. There was, of course, concern about their future since there were few other manufacturing jobs available in the area.”
While not exactly the ruins of Ancient Greece, you could easily argue that the ruins of The Scranton Lace Company stand as a monument to the demise of the national prosperity created in America during the Industrial Revolution. Originally established in 1890, this company spanned two centuries of American history, and was renowned world-wide as the largest producer of Nottingham Lace in the United States for 86 years, between 1916 and 2002, until the day that the workers were told the factory was closing.
At that point, all manufacturing stopped, even leaving unfinished lace, mid-production, within the looms while many of the workers, in a state of shock, left behind personal belongings. What was left standing was a virtual museum of lace production, frozen in time and space, as the remaining factory was abandoned to rot away in this working-class community, where both the local residents and the factory employees once set their watches by the looming clock tower that still sits arrogantly poised above the industrial complex.
Now fast-forward to 2011, nine years after the end of its official-life existence as The Scranton Lace Company, when I had the opportunity to enter the facility twice to photograph what remind behind the walls of the massive manufacturing complex. I cringe at some of these photos; the quality is just so bad from an aesthetic point of view. I had just started learning about photography one year before having the opportunity to photograph Scranton Lace. But the historian in me understands that people are just curious to see what was left behind– photo blemishes be damned! So it is in that spirit that I am going to share as many images as I can— dust spots, poor lighting, lack of skill and all—so that viewers can have a real sense of what it was like to explore the entire facility, not just the locations that lend themselves to creating a pleasing image.
I often say that photographing abandonments is ultimately about photographing failure. In many ways, Urban Explorers are really modern-day archaeologists, documenting the downfall of America as an economic superpower. This was definitely true at the Scranton Lace factory where you could easily find yourself sifting through the different layers of history, abandoned by the former owners and employees. Tools were still strewn about on desks; bowling shoes were left waiting on shelves for feet to step into them, and employee documents were still stuffed away in long forgotten filing cabinets. Despite the passage of time and numerous break-ins by explorers, scrappers and garden-variety thieves, there were still many artifacts to be found within the hushed walls and harsh light of the factory.
Some people who engage in urban exploration also liken the experience, given the current economic conditions in the United States, to photographing a crime scene. What is actually being photographed in an abandoned manufacturing facility is not the building, but the savage economic beating of the American blue-collar worker, after being exploited by business owners and sold-out by political interests, leaving behind the battered corpse of Industrial America. That being said, I offer these photos to you, the viewer, as a visual autopsy of the abandoned Scranton Lace factory and the American Dream that died along with it.
The Boss Man’s Office
Scranton Lace Workers early 1900s
Mention The Scranton Lace Company to someone with ties to the city and they will likely tell you about a relative who worked at the factory, usually right out of high school, where they made “the good money”—enough to comfortably support their family. In the homes they were able to purchase with their salaries, sometimes right in the same neighborhood, the families would proudly display nothing but Scranton Lace curtains in their widows. Those who lived nearby as children, fondly recall hearing the “whistle” blowing during the day, signaling to the workers, and the entire neighborhood, that it was lunchtime. And of course everyone recalls the grand clock tower that reminded the community that they were all living on “company time”.
MEMO—CLOCK TOWER STAIRS
TO: ALL EMPLOYEES USING THIS STAIRWELL
This stairwell has been cleaned. This area was an unnecessary mess, with trash strewn about. Dust and dirt from foot traffic are normal, coffee cups, candy wrappers, tissues, etc are not.
Keep this area clean. Anyone caught littering will be subject to disciplinary action.
Finding the area in this condition again may result in departmental shutdown to clean it.
The owners of Scranton Lace, who also owned a coal mine and a cotton field, certainly understood the advantages early 20th-century corporate welfare, especially during the height of the unionization movement in the United States. The facility contained bowling alleys, a gymnasium/theater, a barber shop, a fully-staffed infirmary, an event-sized kitchen, employee showers, and other recreational perks such as shuffleboard. The employees were strongly encouraged to take advantage of these provisions, which were great for workers, but also limited opportunities for them to gather together off of the company property, where they could talk about their employer and open themselves up to interactions with union bosses looking to infiltrate the ranks of the Scranton Lace employees.
Event Size Kitchen
Do The Scranton Lace Shuffle
THIS IS YOUR LAVATORY
We try to keep it clean for the benefit of all—
Will you kindly help by:
1.Depositing paper towels and other refuse in receptacles for used towels.
2.Wiping wash bowl with paper towel after using.
Once upon a time in America, with the skills they held literally in the palms of their hands plus a strong work ethic, those employed by the manufacturing sector could earn enough money to live the American Dream. But as corporate greed became more and more indifferent to the contributions of the working men and women who helped to create a national empire of prosperity for everyone willing and able to work with their hands, industries began utilizing workers overseas, where the standard of living was lower and the cost of labor much cheaper. Add to that scenario the technological advances that made it possible to automate many tasks once performed by people, and one by one, the factories across the nation started closing, and workers were left to flounder in struggling economic conditions.
Post-Industrial Scranton, once a thriving manufacturing community, is struggling on the brink of financial disaster. With industrial production long gone, the population has steadily decreased over the years. By the summer of 2012, with only $300,000 left in its bank account and facing a $1-million payroll that July, the city was forced to reduce every city employee’s income to the minimum wage, because Scranton couldn’t make another deal with the devil and secure more bank financing in an attempt to postpone the inevitable yet again. While area hospitals and universities provide employment opportunities for some, those niche employers alone cannot carry this city and its people out of these dire financial circumstances.
When former Secretary of State and First Lady, Hillary Rodham Clinton, was campaigning during her bid for the presidency, she reminded local voters that her grandfather worked for over 50 years at the Scranton Lace mill. In the comment sections of the newspapers covering her visit, readers speculated about the kind of employment opportunities that would be available for Hugh Rodham in Scranton today beyond working at Burger King or a call center for little above the minimum wage. Today, Scranton, like many other medium-sized cities across the nation, is financially doomed, and for many of the people still living there, the American Dream has flat-lined. The average income per capita in Scranton is only $19,000 a year, and less than $35,000 for a family. Raising taxes at the rate that would be required to dig the city out of the financial hole that it is in, is just not a feasible option.
Today, the long abandoned former Scranton Lace Company building, which is about the size of two city blocks, is under new ownership. Long term plans are finally underway to convert the building into a multi-use complex. Prior to the start of renovation, those allowed inside to photographically document the facility will never forget the sight of the 2.5-story, 19th-century looms, with unfinished lace that had become covered in dirt and grease, evidence of the passage of time. These pictures are from April of 2011. It’s been said that the looms weigh more than 20 tons.
To this day, Nottingham Lace, named for the city in England where the loom for manufacturing lace was developed in the mid-1800s, remains historically as the city of Scranton’s highest profile export.
Punch cards, predecessors of now obsolete computer punch-card technology, full of tiny holes for the loom needles to pass through were still scattered throughout the facility. Looking closely at the cards, you can easily make out the intended woven pattern based upon the arrangement of the holes. The mechanism needles either fall through a hole or are blocked by the card.
During World War II, the factory shifted gears to become an essential provider of mosquito and camouflage netting, bomb parachutes, and tarpaulins for the troops. At the end of that war, the company returned to making cotton yarn, vinyl shower curtains, and the textile laminates used for umbrellas, patio furniture, and pool liners.
In this section of the facility, conveyor lines run up the wall and into a stock room, filled with row after row of wooden racks.
Black Tie or Wal-Mart?
When I returned to photograph the factory again in September of 2011, renovations in many of the areas were underway, and the conveyor lines had been removed.
April 2011
September 2011
Also gone, was all but one of those impressively massive Nottingham Looms.
The Loom Room April 2011
The Loom Room September 2011
Newsman David DeCosmo noted that prior to abandoning the facility completely; The Scranton Lace Company opened its factory to the public as it sold off lace curtains and other products that were already in stock. He said, “My wife and daughter took advantage of the savings! As I write this note I can glance at four of my windows which are covered with beautiful lace curtains manufactured by those workers at Scranton Lace. The workmanship and quality is fantastic! “
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Thank you for sharing your pictures – they are excellent. This was a very sad, yet interesting piece. Thank you again.
Cheri – As a history buff I enjoyed your really neat article and photography capture of a bygone era and company. While scrolling through the pictures I was surprised to see a picture of a Zee Medical first aid cabinet. Not that they’d have one, but that I currently work for Zee Medical and used to cover the Scranton area. If you have a contact for the new owner, I’d be happy to work with them (pro bono) to get them set up. Not looking for a sale, just want to honor a great place and former customer.
Andrew
Andrew,
Unfortunately I don’t know how to get in touch with the current owner…Sorry. According to newspaper reports, the facility is owned & managed by a firm called “Lace Building Affiliates LP”.
~Cheri
WONDERFUL ARTICLE, WONDERFUL PHOTO’S…AS I READ AND LOOKED THRU, I THOUGHT OF MY LACE-TABLECLOTH, THAT GRACED MY TABLE FOR MANY YEARS…JUST AS THE ONE IN YOUR ADVERT, BUT I NEVER EVEN THOUGHT IT COULD HAVE BEEN MADE SO CLOSE TO HOME…….IT CAME AS A ANTIQUE INTO MY HOUSE, AND I USED IT FOR MANY, MANY YEARS, BUT THIS YEAR, THERE WAS NOT MORE REPAIRING IT…
SO MUCH ‘BEAUTY’ MUST HAVE CAME FROM THAT FACTORY…THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING THIS…GOD BLESS…
JOHANNA LAMBERT
Cheri, your sensitivity, soul, and skill as a photographer really bring to life (or death) another remnant of the American Dream.
I was reminded of another bit of “lace” – a pattern I photographed a couple of years ago in an abandoned rail-yard in Barren County, KY (how appropriate is THAT name?). The metal side of an old railroad car had rusted through in a lace-like design, revealing daylight beyond.
I am sickened every time I encounter these ghosts of former greatness and pride as I encounter them during my genealogical research travels – shattered icons formerly representative of our beloved country, fallen into ruin.
Thank you for your wonderful, evocative photo-essay.
Alleen-Marie Coke
Cheri, You have created an incredible document and tribute to those human beings who toiled inside these walls and were wrenched from these spaces. What is becoming of us in this country? Abandoned places of work, abandoned houses, abandoned morality – as Sennett says – the corrosion of character. At least you’ve made visible the injuries of class. This is stunning work.
Ghosts of greatness, icons of abandoned industry — a beautifully evocative photo-essay. If I am careful with attribution, may I use it with my first-year composition class as an example of thoughtful composition on many levels?
Susan,
I’m honored that you would like to use it for your class……Thank you so much for the compliment! Use it any way you would like….
~~Cheri
Cheri,
I was the Weave Department Supervisor when the plant closed.You have put together a nice piece. I regret that you didn’t have a chance to see the plant while it was still alive. The looms we were running at the end were removed quickly. The bulk of the machinery is missing from all of the online photo compilations. I regret not taking photos myself. I had the opportunity to run most of the machinery in the plant and was the only female weaver in the 100+ years of operation on the Nottingham Looms. Your efforts are a nice look back into my own history. Years earlier a sample loom was set up at McDade Park in the museum. It is a fraction of the size but it is a good representation of how things worked.
cheri i am so pleased to see you took so much time to photo the old scranton lace building i was once an employee of the scranton lace co. but you should’ve been there to here all this beautiful stuff running i mean really in action pounding out gorgios lace products, but not only that the process the winding of yarns the transfer of fine cotton yarn from cones to tubes to be accepted on to spool tables for these big looms i have so much more to tell i was employed back in 1982 as a yarn prep and worked my way up to lead man/loom fixer my name is pat cowley and i miss my scranton lace co.
if you would like to more about the laceworks let me know sincerlyPC
Great exploration
Through a long and winding internet road – that started on on story on the Philly Mag site – I ended at your site. Very interesting visual history and definitely a site I wish I could explore with my camera. (would be great place to shoot portraits too). I grew up in the Wilkes-Barre area, now live in NJ. Everytime I visit, I find interesting places to shoot. Well done capturing this. ~ Mark
I remember being in there twice. The first time i visited, the company store window wasn’t smashed but the second time, well… you know. I loved walking around in there. I loved the smell, the iron, the colors upstairs and every other nook and cranny we covered. Glad to see you did it justice, here, in your blog 🙂
I was one of the lucky ones. I was able to buy some of the antiques from this place as it was closing. I got both steam engines from the boiler room and I have a leather sewing machine. I also bought an anvil table and the big 580 lb anvil form the workshop. I got some other thing like 15 Parker vises and paper cutters.
Very nostalgic, grew up just around the corner…..sister and I road pase there just a few weeks ago when I was home visiting.
Why don’t they offer tours for a fee and raise money to help restore some special section of this amazing piece of Americas history not just our local history. ❤
Miss my husband and our old business of 22 years at Scranton Lace ,surely will miss the little girl ghost that resided in our building,hope she finds peace.
I have walked through the building several times several years ago after the new owners bought it, it is a totally amazing piece of history, even though it is so run down its still totally breath taking! And for the person who mentioned the ghost of the little girl, she is still there, I actually saw her on the camera system that the owner had installed to help catch the thieves stealing wire and what not from there! Great article and pictures!
my grandmother, Margret Foster worked there for many years…
I would love the opportunity to go through the buildings now. My family always had someone working there. Such a shame to let it rot away.
I worked there when we closed in 2002. The employees there were a family and truly cared about what they were doing. It wasn’t just sewing, or packing, it was a beautiful history that was coming to an end. The owners at that time tried very hard to keep it running, but there was just no way to compete with cheap foreign imports. I had the opportunity to work with some fantastic people, You know who you are, Linda M, Robert H, Elaine S, Pat, our dear coworker/friend Walt. I had car trouble once and he took me to the daycare to pick my kids up and brought us home. He would do that for anyone without a second thought. I know I’ve forgotten people and we’ve all moved on, but i won’t forget about those years.
This makes me cry,spent 22 yrs at L-wood my husband and my business in the brick building at Scranton lace it was a sad day,for us all ,icons of the past,and memories of our lives passing before our eyes.Bring back the strong America we once all grew to know
and love.
Nice article about a unique piece of Scranton history!
me and my other half are looking threw the pictures trying to place the rooms as were not used to seeing them empty no machines, she worked there 8 yrs, I worked there 2 yrs we were in the TCA department till the day it closed
I would love to go inside now in 2015 and see the history that still lives in the buildings.
Worked there in 1952. A new kind of plastic was just out and made into shower curtains. Fortunate to have tablecloths made there and table runners, etc. Brother was personnel manager.
Neighbor worked in office also.
A beautiful piece. Thank you.
Great pictures. I stopped by recently and while wandering around outside taking pictures and video I had a flashback. I remembered being dispatched to get a comment from someone at the plant. I worked alongside David DeCosmo in the 80’s at Channel 22. My grandfather played semi-pro basketball for Scranton Lace, unfortunately most of my family is gone now and I don’t know what years etc. would love to find a picture of him in uniform, they had to take team pictures right? 😉 His name was Meade Beebe (my grandmother’s husband). I would love to get inside and look around myself.
I arranged a meeting for the complete liquidation of Scranton Lace. I had a friend in N.C. that came up to do it. The building was amazing. In the kitchen they had a freezer that was all woodfront and beautiful. They had a barber shop in there with all the old chairs. Basketball court, shuffle board game area. Steamtown took most of the machine shop for working on the trains. I also enjoyed visiting steamtown and it was nice to see the machines in there. The gentleman who did the liquidation unfortunately passed away. He had so many pictures of the place.
Wonderful piece, great tribute to Scranton Lace. Drive by there every week and still makes me sad. I remember as a little girl riding by on the bus and seeing all the workers out on break. My aunt, uncle and grandmother worked there. It’s a shame it wasn’t sold before it fell to such a state. Hope the new owners can maintain. Some of its beauty.
I was a model for a local photographer who took photos of me wearing lace aprons & photos of my tablecloths, I believe it was for a centennial year of 1976 for the Scranton Lace Company ! I Much later became a Customer of theirs down @ High Point, North Carolina were they displayed their goods, I have a few pictures I could send to you via email or FB?
So sad to see such beautiful pieces of history gone forever….
Thank you though for the history lesson of Scranton Lace. Wish we still had manufacturing in this country of this quality.
Great work Cheri!!
I worked there for a couple of years while I was in college. I had plenty of time to explore that amazing property; flabbergasting discoveries around the bend of every corridor!
It was a gem; it is a loss.
Gerry Clark
My mother’s family lived in Dunmore for the entire existence of Scranton Lace. She lived in and maintained the family home there until her death just 2 years after the demise of the business. Her home was filled with curtains, table cloths, runners, doilies, etc., made by Scranton Lace Company. I thoroughly enjoyed your photos and narrative of a place and time that has been a part of my family for 3 generations. Thanks so much for sharing this.
C. Bruce Cramer
Our father was VP in the 50s and until he died in his office Jan 18, 1978. Dad started after WWII ended. He loved working there and many Saturdays while he was working we played basketball, bowling etc. Great happy times.