I went there twice. I don't believe in ghosts, or none of that stuff. But there is something messed up in there. I don't know what, but it's something more than we can comprehend. I was in the main hospital, building 23, and there are things in the third floor and up. Hear moving, noises, the whole nine yards. But nothing was like the doctor's quarters. I don't know what happened there, but it must of not been to good. THe basements is where the creepy stuff is.
You're not allowed to go into the abandoned buildings. I went there for a special reason with authorized people. Some people do not get caught, but a lot do. Watch out for the security. However, the security stops making it's rounds over there around 10...
I attended camp there in 1959 and 1960. I remember Fr. Paul Brault, a Canadian. The tower was used as a music tower. My mom brought up a record for Fr. Paul in French and he played it on the tower's loudspeaker. The tower was green trimmed with white. There was also a small convent by the roadside for Salesian nuns from Italy. Dominic Savio was a saint. I became an altar boy there..the chapel was beautiful on the main floor. Every Sunday as visiting hours ended, all campers filed in there for Benediction, then down the other end of the hall for a movie in the gym. kkjfkkp@hotmail.com
Dorothy had been tricked by the evil munchkins into following the dark brick road.The dark brick road, as Dorothy would soon find out leads directly to the Castle of the Wicked Witch of the West.
I attended the Camp in the summer duirng the 1958-1959. The Priests and Brothers at that time were good and at that time I knew of no abusive behavior. It was a great place to be, away from Brookyln for the summer and be around farm animals, horses, fields of corn.
You're not allowed to go into the abandoned buildings. I went there for a special reason with authorized people. Some people do not get caught, but a lot do. Watch out for the security. However, the security stops making it's rounds over there around 10...