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Apparently the wood was salvaged to make Adirondack chairs that would be sold for charity.

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That is a little unsettling. Still, great photo
Very interesting photo.
Personally, I'm glad the police are there to keep people from getting hurt or, yes, sick! Who knows what kind of mold or fungus or other lung-rot might be alive in those damp cellar areas. Also, with no security, the place would likely be the biggest junkie squat in the state of Maryland, which would be pretty hellish for the surrounding residents. LOL...I think finding ghosts there would be the least of anybody's problems who ventured in at this point in the hospital's dank decay.

Very haunting pictures, and they brought back some long-buried memories. Thank you.
It probably was covered up when the place was abandoned, and some "explorers" likely pulled the cover away to see what was down there...and then ran like hell! They're lucky they didn't get tetanus.

Am very much enjoying these pictures (although they are making me kind of sad.) But honestly, I can't believe people are wandering around such a dangerous place, particularly at night. Looks like a haven for rats, raccoons and mosquitoes, on top of the obvious asbestos and injury concerns.
Actually, the circular thing looks like a light covering that's fallen from that black fixture on the ceiling. Somebody (either a cop, a vandal, a squatter, or maybe a photographer) maybe hung it on an exposed nail to prevent anyone from tripping or possibly slicing their feet open in the dark.
The black and white film adds to the dreariness. Past those doors, at one time, the interior of the building was bright and cheerful.

Some of the kids would chat, some who could would play card games or board games...when I was there, we'd get them singing. They couldn't always stay out there for long, though, because of the sunburn factor.
I've never seen wisteria in Maryland...too cold in the winter, or at least too cold for it to grow that high. Could be wrong, though...it looks like, whatever it is, it might have climbed as high as it could twine and then just died?
For heaven's sake, they did NOT have a crematorium! Promise. It was a hospital, not Auschwitz.
If there were still glass in the windows, rather than plywood, and if the paint and the floor weren't in such decrepit state, the room would look far less "evil."
My guess would be that the oddly painted rooms were for long-term food storage? The black paint would have kept those rooms a lot cooler in the summer than bright white or sunny yellow paint. I never saw any form of air conditioning anywhere at Glenn Dale...just a lot of fans everywhere.

Remember, Glenn Dale was run by the District of Columbia...it was a public hospital, not a ritzy private place. There wasn't a lot of money for luxuries, and no way would they have maintained an air-conditioned pantry area with the patients sweating on the floors above. Heh...in any event, they wouldn't have put the patients in any dreary black rooms. For the budget they had, the people who ran Glenn Dale really did try to do the best they could by the patients.
I seem to recall stacking up chairs in the back "caged" area after visitors had left. There was no permanent seating in the theater area because so many of the patients had to be wheeled in, in their chairs or on their gurneys.
I'm almost certain I've taken mass and sung Christmas carols in this room, with my old church group. We used to gather some of the Glenn Dale patients and take them on weekend camping trips, or just come out to visit them some Sundays. Another room that was cheerful and inviting back when the place was a functioning hospital.
This may have been a kitchen area? The odd-shaped bins might have been for storing flour or coffee or whatnot at one time, and it looks as though there are hookup pipes for a gas stove on the rear wall.
I agree, Eileen. It kind of breaks my heart to see it in this state of disrepair. The District (and/or PG County?) would like to sell the whole thing, and there's a caveat that the main building, I think, must be kept intact. But gosh, that asbestos repair would cost somebody a fortune.

I was never scared walking through any of the doors, day or night, but back then of course the place was well cared for and bustling with people. The grounds were gorgeous too...lots of trees and azaleas.