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Sheesh . . . all that trauma taking place above ground and they wouldn't even let ya smoke in the medical area. I'd think second hand smoke would have been the least of their worries . . .
John
After being cleared normal in court by some sick court testing. And not a "danger to the public" I got out of the system when I was 19. I recently found some of my group therapists that still practice. I told him that at times like gaebler, instead of just drilling in our heads the problems we were labeled with, they should have listened to us. He admitted that back in those days that listening to the kids was a huge thing that they didn't do.
it was nice to hear him admit that. It makes me think that things in the system are different now than what they were for us. Idk but for all the kids in the system now, I really hope so. And I can't help but think that living the way we did then, might have changed the way that kids in the system are treated today. I really hope so.
Such a different and unique prospective. Thank you so much, Mr. Motts.
So hauntingly beautful! The last colours of the dying summer to the fall.
It is awe invoking! I do love the angle, an angle not much visited.
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Great shot motts,is that your reflection in the window?
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Every picture tells a story!
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You would think the owners would donate that to another hospital instead of letting it sit there and waste away.
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LucieLou....That was funny! You made me laugh.
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Another sad crib. : (
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This looks like a ballroom...I could have danced all night...
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I like your sense of poetry! It sounds very melodic! : )
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It's amazing, after all that time, that the top-heavy tower is still standing straight. Such quality construction.
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@Meg-It's a small world! I also worked at that same summer camp for Mentally Retarded children and adults behind Worcester State Hospital, but at another time, years later. It was called Camp Joy. I did a lot of music with the clients. I even composed a song that whole camp sang as a tribute to Carl Gordon, its benefactor. I can still recall everyone singing, "Carl Gordon, we thank you!" He appreciated the song, and had tears in his eyes. It was a fun summer job as a student. Also, I have always loved the architecture of WSH. Too bad most of it is gone.
Will someone please close the door before all of the ice cream melts?