Danvers Stae when it opened was a showcase. It had gardens you'd see proudly kept in European villas. The architecture was new, fresh, and maintained. For many years outdoor work and much indoor work was done by trustee patients. It was a self supporting community. We had a farm, dairy herd, and piggery all on grounds. There was a power house (which is still active) and a train station, Asylum Station. When it got to the point the state had to pay the patients the farms and such became a luxury, and couldn't be run efficiently enough to sustain the hospitals needs. This didn't happen until the 1960's. It was at the time considered excellent vocational therapy.
whut did i tell u fake converse/chuck taylors... lol.. boxes of them.. i even took a few pairs i wear them every now and then.. they were brand new still with tags
nice.. ive stood right there next to those buttons while stuff buzzed and beeped infront of my eyes.. i hate being security.. creepy shit.. my cop dog was barking its balls off i knew it was time to get the hell outta there!!
awesome photo... its different seeing it in a picture then in real life.. beleive me people the picture still doesnt do justice.. i hated going down there so creepy and freky.. making me get goosbumps just thinking about it
ive played bowling here a few times with friends.. would sneak right threw the window thats on the left side... have to hold onto the lil tree to getout
funy story.. my jerk brother and his pothead friends broke all the glass from this walkway.. but my brothers stupid friend almsot had his head cut off from a shaking peice of glass on the top while he was looking out.. my brother saved him.. whut a moron!