These poor people were under deep drugs to keep themselves from hurting other people and themselves. Thank God a lot of these places were closed because of the poor treatment of these poor souls.
i don't know what others are doing but am getting ready to pack- will be there the middle of the month -don't want to see any surprizes- hope no more shake & bake for ya
Nice shot, though I passionately hate Philly. Excessive begging and wandering crazies (especially in Center City), exceptionally rude people. Touristy areas work to keep these out in order to present a better face to visitors.
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Where have you all gone.Hello is there anybody in there.OMG Lynne are you back for good.Havent heard from you for ages.Missed you and your wise comments.Hey it like Im the first to see this pic guys.There are more deserving people that shud be right in this place.Lets start it all again and fill this up with all good stuff of Bennett.
I remember our friends across the stree from our when we lived in Commack who worked at Kings Park Hospital in the 1960's. Her name was Jane Powers !! I seem to remember hearing that after so many years of working there that it effected her so much that she became some what "unbalanced" and left the hospital. I had always thought highly of her. God has a special place for her for taking care of those who were unable to do for themselves. God bless you Jane !!!
Just watched a show, Paranormal Asylum, and lo and behold, recognized the exterior shots of the Bannerman Arsenal from this site. How sad that it's crumbling.
I have a ton of memories about Manteno. I was committed at the age of fifteen. The diagnosis, 'hebephrenic schyzophrenic'. What does that mean. It means I laughed a lot.
I need some one who can point me to banker's boxes of data on this place, for I am now 67 and plan to write that fifteenth and sixteenth year of my life. I need someone who can help me find families of my doctors.
It is important that you know, that for the fifteen year old girl who was committed there, she found safety and was kept alive. I do not intent to write a tragic story of a teenager stuck in a hell hole, but a tribute to