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"Treatment" How about torture.

it looks like Motts with the light behind him casting a shadow. If you look close you can see it on the bar also.

You had to be a PRO back in the day... 20 minute reels (of flammable nitrate film, until the 70's), loading and lighting the carbon rod, adjusting the span, listening for the 1-minute signal bell as a reel span faster (indicating a changeover was coming up), readying the other project (which had better be laced-up with film and perfectly timed on its countdown leader), watching for the 10-second marker (a black spot that flashes in the upper right corner of the picture) to power-up the drive motor, ensure the pickup reel doesn't let up too much slack and shutdown the show via a failsafe, wait for the second black spot to flash and kick the changeover pedal to seemlessly transition to the other projector without the audience even noticing a thing. Go rewind, ready the next reel, relax for a few minutes, get ready to do it all again! These guys had a strong union until the mid-80's and got paid well.

I have one of those Knife switches on the back of those lamphose pedistals.

yep, with carbon arc lamphouses

Medication Time....

This one did it for me. I must have jumped a foot off the chair. I have been with-holding comment but I just had to let you know that I can't imagine anyone with sufficient guts to explore a place like this. Some beautiful shots! My hat's off to all of you.

Wonder what happened to the candy striper?

I will definately say that THIS room was NOT used for or by Patients!

take a close look at the middle circle. Everything in it numbers 6. 6 pointed star, 6 pyramid sections made by the inside points of the star, 6 outside circles, 6 smaller inside circles, 6 petal flower, 6 outer cross sections (made up by the "H" inside the circle.. There are 16 outer sections, which is extremely significant in freemasonry. This is a very very interesting room indeed.
And a great pic by the way!

another great staircase shot, very ornate. This reminds me of a staircase in an apartment building I lived in in Brooklyn, NY. The building was built somewhere in the late 1800's.

Yup, those were the days! I could remember the times where I would sit there in the darkness, listening to the screaming of patients. Every once and a while, the hallway would fall quiet, but then you would hear the slam of something against a wall or door and you just knew right then that it was another innocent soul leaving the body of a man or woman and a demon entering the body. They had me kept up in that room for a week, but only because I told a man to shut up because he would not stop crying. Things were not taken lightly in that building, belive me.

What's pathetic is that MY lights never even last a few months and these things have been continuously working since the beginning of time. Where's the danged justice there? 8-(
Maybe this is just another zen koan - "If there's no one there to soak up the light rays, do light bulbs last longer?"
;-)

Hahahaha sucks to be you Max!

I would be pulling out that bannister and taking it home with me!