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it looks like she neeed to go to bathroom lol
Well, since this is not a Freemasonic bulletin board, I will not discuss this topic any further here, however, if anyone wants to E mail me, please feel free to do so @ Silkster40z@aol.com
Chippy and aunt mayme, I am with you both. How awful it must be to be disabled. Then add to that someone making fun of you? - " There but for the Grace of God go I...." words to remember and live by.
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OOOO....I'm gonna be sick!

I can't imagine what this place looked like when it was all in one piece! I am sure it probably looks better now!
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I used to live on the islad years ago and drove by on the sagtikos on a reg basis. I never realized the history here and that so much of it was closed down. weird how things sometimes happen in your back yard and you never know
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Ive been coming to these sites only a short time. Motts, Radical Ed, GodDog, and all the others who put time in to exploring and taking pics are to be applaude. I havent been to any places like this but whould like to. Ive seen some colorful photos and comments and some serious stuff too. For everyone who takes this stuff to heart at some level my hats off to you, to all the andrews.... Im with radical Ed lets step on their necks along with other things
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are there moderator doors?

P.S I'm a fan of the famous white star liner RMS titanic
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there is a lot of dust in there
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What an ego Bannerman must of had!
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me n my friends finally went to the asylum n i took a pic of that building, its so cool man.
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YAY for ice cream!!! :-D
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I know it has been a long time, but do you remember what the plaque on the wall said?
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Nancy, I can definitly relate. My Grandmother suffers from schizophrania. It didn't "get ahold" of her until after she had four children. She heard voices, saw things, and felt things that weren't there. Her "friends" told her to do bad things. She spent a lot of time yelling at them and telling them that she wouldn't do what they want. She never hurt her children and only once did she almost act on what they insisted she do. My Grandfather woke one evening and she was leaning over him with rather large knife. Luckily he was a strong guy and wrestled the knife from her. My mother says that she was in and out of institutions (not happy or fun places at all) and has been given many, many different drugs over the years. Some of the drugs did more worse then good. She has had many harsh therapies over the years including electroshock therapy (didn't help, actually made things worse, this was a good thing as she only had to go through it once!). Her medication seems to be pretty steady now (thanks to medical advancement on the subject). I remember as a child not knowing that Grandma was supposed to talk (she never did). At the time her treatment was basically to "drug the hell out of her". Now she is permenantly mentally damaged from drug effects but she talks, has conversations, and she is connected to the rest of the world. It is hard to believe that she was once a beautiful woman that men used to fight over to go on dates with, had an excellant eye for fashion, was a shrewed card player, an above average pianist, a most excellent seamstress, and was an all around fun-loving person. I wish that I knew this Grandmother better.

This picture is precisely what I think my Grandmother's mind would have looked like 20 years ago. Today? Maybe sweep up, unblock the window and let some sun in, put up some pics of the family, and add a telephone.
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I bet there were some rodents sleeping inside the mattress even as you took the photo! Looks like great nesting material.

I bet after they closed down the building to patients and such that some lab work may have been still taking place temporarily which would account for the bed being left behind. The lab workers wouldn't have worried about hauling a bed out of there, they have more important things to worry about! (obviously since they left those cultures behind as well!)
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I am glad that some got well enough to "toss away" their iron lung. It certainly gives a new meaning to the word FREEDOM.