Went to nursing school there from 1966-1970. It really wasn't scary then, but I was only 17 years old and pretty fearless. A great education. I knew I never wanted to be a psych nurse because of my psych experiences while in school. (We went o other hospitals for much of our clinical training). A psychiatric diagnosis back then was pretty much a lock the door and throw away the key type of thing. So much wasn't understood. I really think they did the best they could with what was available.
I graduated in 1970 but spent most of my years in the class of 69. I was what they called a "Super Senior" and have my 40 year old son,Douglas, to prove it.
Now that you mention it, that does sound pretty kinky, huh coco? :o) He fixes my teeth. It's usually painless, except for one time when drilled through and hit the nerve inside. YOWEEEE! I don't think anyone likes going to the dentist Debbie. Dentists have no sense of humor about that, but my buddy does.
I look at this picture of the gym and I remember Willie taking me and Tony (from D Ward) to have a one on one basketball match, to 21.
I beat Tony 21 to 18, it was a good game and Willie played the ref for it.
I would love to do a documentary, unfortunately I'm in Colorado and don't have the means of getting there.
Dennis mentioned he's close by and knows the places I talked about.
I wish there was a way I could fly there and meet Dennis and people wanting to do a documentary before it gets torn down.
Most see a bunch of dusty cats rotting in a warehouse, I see potential. I would love to get one or more of those cars running, just so I could race up and down that dirt path, maybe even more if the rest of the building could be cleared out.