Well except when the patients were being bad they would dunk them in a vat of red paint and then subject them to shock therapy at industrial settings and then to top it off they would give them a lobotomy, twice.
I used to work there when i was 18 years old. i can tell you this. i was frightened, both for myself and for the residents who lived there. These people were treated horribly by those who were hired to help them. I remember one aide who heated a key on a hotplate and placed it on a resident's back! The screams were horrible. i told another nurse what had happened and i was advised to keep my mouth shut if i wanted to keep my job. i had asked for a transfer to another ward. i got that. I ended up in T2. frightening ward. conditions were horrible. urine and feces on the floor. residents walking about in straight jackets in padded cells. don't turn your back, you could be bitten. Then i went to another ward with the women. they weren't treated very nicely either. Most times they undressed themselves and during their monthly cycles some would throw their soiled napkins. i remember one threw hers at one of the nurses. The nurse slapped her hard across the face and shoved it in her mouth! she was a large rather intimidating black woman . she saw me staring at her and she said what are you looking at? i aint taking this shit from nobody! you got something to say? I was so scared of her. I went to one of the supervisors to report some of the stuff I had seen. I was fired less than 3 days later. Reason? They said i wasn't cooperating as a team member. a lot of the people who resided there should not have been there. when visitors were expoected, everything was different. residents were dressed, straight jackets removed, place was cleaned, smells removed. i hated working there!
You never realize how depressing the colors they used were. For instance this hall a patient that had to frequently use it would always cause a sadness. It is interesting how they used colors against the patients.
I constantly drive by this heading north on route 1 on the way to my friends house. You look over to the left and you can see it for miles on a good day. It is extremely creepy. Going up near there the dreaded feeling I get is weird. Thanks for the photos. Sad to say now when you look up you don't see the buildings anymore. I actually start to cry. Damn Avalon Bay. Thanks for the memories.