46 Comments Posted by jake

i love this kind of stuff you guys im like so exited

For those of who who think the renovation was done by some dillusional architect..maybe. More often than not, this is the kind of stuff that happens when an architect is NOT involved.

its ashame really people haved lived there all there life and other people just want to go in and take things and its not right because that is there house and it wouldnt be funny if someone went in your house and took something so dont go in there house

In my days ('84-'85, this was a confessional. It was under a stairwell outside the chapel.

We studens used to have to shovel that walk!

The sound of shairs sliding as everyone in the room stood to say grace...

In '84, beyond those french doors there were a couple of offices.

I went to SJS in '84. Interesting story re: this shot. The room/suite seen in this photo in themiddle of the hall on the right was where the Director (a priest) slept. When you entered from the hallway, there was a little "living room" area, for want of a better term, where he had a lounge chair & TV, a few bookcases & such, and beyond that was his bedroom. Anyway, he told me that one night he was reading late at night w/ the door to the hallway open. He saw a black hooded figure pass his doorway, stopping at his door to say "peace," then kept going.

In my days at SJS ('84), the barber shop under the stairs had been converted into a confessional.

When I went to Salesian in '84, the third floor was not used as a dormitory for seminarians. It was used occasionally, to house retreatants for weekend retreats for boys. The curtained off area was for whomever was pulling chaperone duty, sometimes a priest, or a brother, or a seminarian from the major seminary in Newton, NJ. Most of the time, though, the 3rd floor was uninhabited. Sometimes, if one of us got in trouble, we were sent to sleep up there as a punishment. Alone.

I was a student there for one year ('84, just shortly before it closed. This picture is ov where we used to sleep. I lived in the last room on the left in this particular photo. Looks different now.

here,let me first put my sunglasses on before looking at the photo--------it's *&@#$% blinding me!!!

Look guys I can see nurse Ratchet!

Did anyone hear the story of one of the asylum's patients hanging himself on one of the trees on the grounds?

Proper translation for Javier:
"They are the tears of the sea"