Haha, someone mentioned stitches.. Up until I had my son a year ago, I had never had stitches (and I still have not broken any bones or twisted any joints). While giving birth, however, I suffered a third-degree tear downwards that required immediate stitches. Despite my epidural (gah), I still required localized pain medication, although at first they were unaware of such and began stitching me up. A painful situation, believe me. Worse when your husband is standing across from you, staring, going, "I never want that again!"
I absolutely love this room. Its a tragic waste that beautiful scructures such as this have been left to deteriorate and are eventually demolished. I know it sounds cliche but they dont make them like they used too.....
Having given birth myself, the idea of these once-important parts of my/my child's anatomy being slopped into buckets and carted off is .. Odd. There are certain things you just don't think about when you go through something that natural and typical. Which leads me to wonder the eventual fate of all of the stuff that was lost during birth.. Blood, placenta, etc. ..
I wouldn't go so far as to say that respect to the people needs to be given, it's repect for the building, the piece of our history that's being defaced.
Sure, it's abandoned, it's falling apart, and no one but the state or the property owners claim it; but then again, so are all of those castles in Europe, and not a damn person takes a can of paint to them.
Tagging is for the ignorant and the uneducated halfwits who think it's fun destroy things; no more, no less.
There is a drive-thru (I think) still across the river, over in West Quincy in Missouri. I know that it had been closed for some time when the Great Flood of '93 ruined a good portion of the low-lying land over on that side of the river, and I believe now that if the screen is still there, it is being used as a billboard advertising the idea that apparently, "Jesus Lives!"