I lived in the neighborhood abutting the Gaebler Childrens Unit. At least once a week maybe more there would be this very loud foghorn like sound that would blast over a loud speaker into our neighborhood. Do any of you know what this was?
johnny mac.....i no what u mean with that last comment about dreaming all the time about one place only.....when i went to belchertown state school all me and my cusin would dream about what that place for like 2 whole weeks...and something kept calling all of us that went there that night to go again we talked about that place for like a month and till today we still want to go.......have any of ya ever went there ?
I worked in bldg 23 1969-1971, male acute surgery sometimes there were 2 bodies in some of those drawers. I remember the room across the hall with the body parts. Lots of brains! I also saw my first autopsy by accident going down to the lab which was at the end of the hall. He was slicin' and dicin' like Emeril. I hated having to go down there. We all had a set of keys on a huge round ring, skeleton keys for the doors and a regular key for the elevator
I saw some abuse. I worked there 1968-1971. I worked in the med surg bldg. People where brought in obviously beaten up. The attendant would say the injuries were from a fall. If some one was admitted and put on the critical list for twenty four hours it was not an ME case. my head nurse got wise to this and started refusing the admissions. I saw alot of neglect mostly. There were many escapes, both failures and successes. We had a man once that jumped three stories, broke his back.
I worked in thet bldg. from 1968-1971. Some where on those grounds is a cemetery with unmarked graves where unclaimed bodies were buried. Kind of a Potters Field. Sad place.
I worked here from Feb. 1969 to Jan. 1971. I worked in the male acute surgery ward in bldg 23. I was in the basement Where the morgue and lab and autopsy room was, many times. Across from the autopsy room there was a glass room about 12x12 ft, that had multiple shelves from ceiling to floor with large glass jars filled with preseved brains. Pretty creepy to a nineteen year old. PS The morgue had a distinct nasy order.