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It is so sad to see the pictures of the run down
condition of the place where I spent my youth.
My father was the chief supervisor of the male
side of the hospital. I lived in the house at 269
belmont st it was called prospect cottage
from 1922 to 1940 I knew every inch of the
place I was one of the alter boys for sunday
mass, attended the movies on monday
nights ,roamed the acres of land witnessed
the good that was accomplished there at the
time. ( very,very,sad)........M Scannell

dang its very cool and exciting!?!?!

i dont wana burst any body's bubble but that exact line tag is LINE ski company.. :( someone must have been there before i used to rep their stuff.. so some punk must have felt obligated to rep for his skis on a prison cell door

At my place the most I have seen was 64 day's accident free and I work in a furniture warehouse!

I know it's pathetic! =(

WAAAAAAALLLLLLPAAAAAPEEEERRRR!!!!!
Wallpaper....Wallpaper....Make this a Wallpaper... Please.

How the Heck did they build such a massive building as install all that equipment back then? I mean all the steel and glass it's just a incredible building I truly hope they will save it.
It's also a fantastic place to shoot a movie! anybody out there in Hollywood listening?"

So many buttons and switches....
"Thou shall not be lead into temptation"

Well maybe one switch... what's the worst that could happen? =O

I really hope non of theses things are leaking. Always recycle you old batteries please it make mother nature very happy. =)

Gives me a major case of vertigo.

Things like that are very surreal in a spooky way. I wonder what year that picture was from? People had different attitudes about clowns and such in different times.

It looks like your standing in the depths of darkness and there just out of reach isHaven and hope. Just like a true hospital.

A very poetic pic.

the water is fine! come on in!

You say that the Utopia deal fell through "thankfully." Hmm.

Hi, I grew up about a mile down the road. The most magical woods I've ever known are the woods around its edges where little bits of buildings and the old trolley road pop up. I've had some of my most freakin' precious memories out there.

That said, the casinos do not suit the economic needs of the Norwich area. That money goes to the state and is generally reallocated to other areas like Hartford, not where the schools and roads actually need to account for the population influx. Please be more understanding of the municipal view upon these potential development projects. As they crash, those buildings keep standing there, mostly unused and demanding upkeep. Extensive environmental damage also lies underneath and within those buildings and extensive bills for clean-up. Constructing a museum from the place is not as simple as opening up the doors, painting a few walls, and setting up staff.

There is beauty and sentiment in the decay, and I know it well, but development isn't just about greed. I have a really strong and personal attachment to the place, but I also know how much it sucks to go the schools (before NFA), have a downtown that apparently can't even support the one coffee shop that finally opened up, or support small businesses that would serve as alternatives to the big corporations so many of you claim to hate.

wonder what was written on the wall in red

It's incredible... I'm trying to imagine how the very last day of ordinary activity seemed... And what happened next? They just turned off lights, locked everything and went together away?? Or was there the last working unit, performing as usual in more and more empty complex?