59 Comments Posted by brad

I was there for most of my childhood. My mother worked there and my brother lived there. Until I found this site, I had blocked most of the memories I had of this place. The site has braught back things to me that I thaught I would have never remembered again

Art therapy was something that we continued to do with my brother once home and away from DSH. It seemed to help him very much and was something he loved to do. We would often sit together and do this.

A small window to look out of. Behind the door no doubt her entire world. I saw many of thease and I always thaught of what would be more horrific, her glance looking out to us, or the looking inside to what was everything to her.

Motts, I have looked at all of the pictures of DSH you have put up over and over again. I spent most of my childhood in thease very buildings. I hope you dont mind but I have commented on several photos throughout the site. The memories they have braught back to me. Things I have not thaught about in many years. Some things better left in the dark receses of my mind, but others pleasing. I thank you for sharing this. You may never know how seeing this has touched me. With your permision, I wonder if copies of thease prints are perhaps for sale. Please contact me at wickedwiccan77@yahoo.com. Thank you

As far as the TOBACCO, you must remember that not all who were behind thease walls were what we think of as insain. Many people within those walls were there because there was simply no other place for them, they were wards of the state, abandoned by family because they had simple problems that were not as well known as they are today, and not treated. Some of thease people were there because they were addicted to something, or they were gay, or perhaps deformed in some way that braught shame to the family. being "insain" in the past, is not the same as it is today. "Insain" was often a lable given to those that had not comited a crime, but yet socioty did not wish to walk beside.

This picture gives me a chance to see it as my brother Dana did. As he climbed down the stairs to find his new family.

I can remember standing, holding my mothers hand, waiting for my soon to be addopted brother Dana to come down the stairs just like thease, and home with us. Again, haunting, but pleasing in the same. Thank you again Mr Motts

Mr Motts. I thaught my heart would leap from my chest when I say this picture. I wonder if copies of thease pictures are for sale? Please tell me they are. wickedwiccan77@yahoo.com

Mr Motts. Again I can't tell you the memories you have braught back to my mind I would love to chat with you about your visit there, and my memories of that place. Please feel free to contact me at wickedwiccan77@yahoo.com please reference Danvers

I too have been to those tunnels. Takem by my mothers hand. I still hear the voices when I think about it.

Once again a picture has touched my soul and braught tears to my eyes of the memories I have of this place.

I remember as a child sitting on thease steps. I would wait for my mother as she worked in the offices there. Memories that haunt me still. The things I have seen in that place, Things I didn't think about until I have seen this site.

Again thease beautiful pictures haunt me. Having been in all of thease building myself, as a child. My mother worked there, and my brother was addopted from there during the closings. I dont know who you are, but you have touched a corner of my sould that you will never know. I thank you

I just have to tell you that this site, as beautiful as it is, brings tears to my eyes. My brother, may he rest in peace spent almost his entire life at this hospital. I can only explain in useless words the feelings this site has braught to me. I have been in those buildings many times as a child, and still see them as they were.