As buildings go, the Con Agra Marquette Grain Terminal on the Mississippi's East Bank isn't much to look at. The massive silos, built of seamless gray concrete, are crosshatched with the marks of age and weather. In the gathering darkness, the dozen or so connected cylinders look rather like the discarded six-pack of some besotted titan. It's an inert slab, outwardly remarkable only for the long shadow it casts on the surrounding railroad yard and barren scrubland. The place is, in every... More >>>