Union Stockyards Gate — Attraction in Lake Township

The air here is dense with history, thicker than the jungle, but this white building on the corner, what's going on in there? Why the heavy steel shutters? I'm taller than the average bear you know, I can see thru the perforations , I see the aisles of salvaged limestone borders that once lined the tops of those buildings, what are they doing? I demand answers! This is our city , you shouldn't hide us from ourselves. I'm just going to go in myself. I don't care what they say, i hear it all the time " you can't go in there!" Either they are bumbling fools or nobody taught them proper verbiage. I believe what they mean to say is that they prefer if I didn't go in there And that is where I admit my maladaptive blunders, Good sirs, I regret to inform that preferences, especially those which are not my own , are for the fake birds. If it were true I cannot go in , we'll then i would have had a forcefield of some sort making entry impossible, but since I in fact could enter , I most certainly did, where upon I wrote this review. And to that I...

All day long the gates of the packing houses were besieged by starving and penniless men; they came, literally, by the thousands every single morning, fighting with each other for a chance for life. Blizzards and cold made no difference to them, they were always on hand; they were on hand two hours before the sun rose, an hour before the work began. Sometimes their faces froze, sometimes their feet and their hands; sometimes they froze all together—but still they came, for they had no other...

I saw a horrific documentary about this on YouTube from WTTW..... history way before my time. But after watching I had to go stand on its grounds and see for myself. And you get a lot of history here too just from reading the plaques. I love how they honor all those that's fallen. And FYI.... A little fun fact and a little off topic....but I found it a little bizarre and interesting that Viennas beef is only a short distance away.....which I couldn't help but stop by while I was...