In the spring of 2007, the Chalmers Mills on the south shore of the Mohawk will become generic piles of broken brick, rusty rebar, and crumbled concrete. Later, when time extinguishes the last memory of clattering knitting machines and hazy daylight filtered through cross-hatched panes, they will become true ghosts.

Every man in the United States owes these factories a forgotten debt of gratitude. Follow the links below to learn why.

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