When I was a kid our outdoor cats always went off somewhere to die -- the barn, a shed, under a porch -- and we found them later. (Traumatic, for a kid.) The only indoor cat I've ever had, now that I'm grown up and live in a condo, died curled up on his favorite chair. I came home from work and thought he was asleep until I went over to pet him and found that he was in fact permanently asleep. (Still traumatic for an adult.)
WE GREW UP CLOSE BY AND USED TO HANGOUT HERE AS TEENAGERS,IT WAS AN ERIE PLACE TO SAY THE LEAST BUT WALKING THOSE HALLWAYS IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT WAS UNBELIEVABLE,AT TIMES WE WOULD MEET PATIENTS THAT WOULD WANDER AWAY FROM THERE ROOMS.THIS PLACE WAS A BIG PART OF MY TEENAGE YEARS AND FINDING THIS SITE TAKES ME RIGHT BACK THERE,IM IN MY 40S NOW AND MY FRIENDS AND I STILL TALK ABOUT THE HOSPITAL WE KNEW AS "EDGEWOOD" AND ALL THE ADVENTURE WE EXPERIENCED THERE..R.I.P HARRY AND DEVRO...YOUR FRIEND ALWAYS DAVE.C.
Cash registers used to be so expensive that most small businesses (and perhaps budget-conscious psychiatric hospitals) bought used machines that had been bought new by grocery or department store chains. Thus you would end up with a machine that had been ordered with department titles appropriate for, in this case, a big-box store with produce, meat, groceries, and appliances. My family's paint store cash register, for example, had keys for produce, meat, canned goods, photo, and bakery.
I'll hazard a guess that $96.48 was the total of all sales (the "Z" total, if you're old-school retail) from the last time the cash reregister was cleared on its last day of use.
I worked at the Foxboro Company for about 6 months (consultant) back in 1999. Took many a ride past FSH. Always a bit sad just to see it. Beautiful in a way, tho'.