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damm that thing scarred the shit of me...thank's for that....i hate doll's
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Never been to that one. Laughed my ass off. "frustration, meds & horror" - the TV falls prey to Mr Hyde!
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Hi,
Just look up Washington Post articles from the mid eighties! I remember somebody's mom mentioning we shouldn't go there any more, and low and behold we read the article about various Govt agencies training for urban/highrise guerilla tactics there. And then I guess we stopped.
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Probably a flooded nuclear fallout shelter or crawl/scuttle from a lower level. Every building in DC area started getting them in 40's. Most of these are around the grounds. Come to think of it, they probably go from inside to outside of buildings for various reasons.
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I am of the 80's Glendale crew. You have AWESOME pics. I don't need the photos so much as I am wondering if this is still there as of 2006. I may try to sneak an entire video session for the band. I went around there a few times only at night. Not been in years. I've dreampt of the stage room and other parts of the place since then. Of course, the desolation of it all is prime for any rock band! Visit www.anfomerc.com . I'll restrain myself from using the pics 'cause you asked.
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Part of my current job is finding resources on the Internet.
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isabeats,

Is "tripping" the same as "doing bed checks"?
PEOPLE INSTEAD OF LAUGHING AT THIS, GO THERE AND SEE HOW TERRIBLE THESE PEOPLE HAD IT. NO ONE CARED. THE STATE SHOULD REALLY INVESTIGATE ALL THE TORTURE WHICH LED TO DEATH THERE. THE STORIES PEOPLE TELL ARE SO UNKIND
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See Lynne. What the hell do i know?
how do you find all this stuff?
Damn! : )
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Motts too bad this doesnt have a spell check. I could use it. I'm sick of having to look words up, and people are getting sick of me asking them. :-)
HA! HA! HA! phonics!
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So motts;
how much trouble would you be in if you got cought taking that? (beings that it's so old)
And i'm assuming that you probebly had to have permission to go in those places.
I think its great that you are able to.
The mental hospital that i work at has old abandonded buildings on the grounds. (it's well over 100 years old)
They don't let anyone take photos of them though as we house inmates from jail in one of the remodeled ones.
I've been told it's a privacy issue.
Too bad though. The old Goveners mansion has a italian marble staircase in it. It is beautiful.
Too bad no one else can enjoy it.
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I too had these chairs in grade school. My music teacher would kick them at us because we would drive him crazy with our velcro shoe straps.
Thats back when they were getting popular.
Now guess how old i am. :-)
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The tar roof on this place must have been in really poor condition before final closure.
Ladyhawke, I'm glad to have caught you on your special day of love. I knew if I went to your stairs Id Find you sweetie. My Daddy is the one i lost Much too soon.I ache fir him so much that when i cry it looks like someone hit me from all the swelling, so sometimes I cant leave the house.I really do feel i have cracks all over my heart. At first loosing him i had lost the will to live. I was the apple of his eye.(only Daughter) and a brother that backed off when sickness came. So I had my Mother in Brigham's and Woman hospital having hip surgery. My daddy Was in the ward that held felons and junkies and other vicious people. My dad had Alzheimer's and they didn't know where to put him.mother didn't care,never Even saw him.When she got well they wouldn't let her go home with him, so i checked into areas near me because i knew id be the only one to mostly go, a few weeks later my mother in law got hit by a car in front of our house, (we built a beautiful addition on our house because she was lonely, )she had it all. huge yard basement. kitchen, livingroom, laundry room , bedroom, bathroom. it wasn't enough. she was always over my side up my ass about everything. plant flowers here.wash my floor, make coffee,vacuum for me. take me shopping. why are you putting on weight? 125lbs. mind you Then she got mad at me and said i heard her screaming and didn't go out to help her. The windows were closed i was bleeding heavy from a cyst in bed, she was by a pond at the other end of the house. I don't know why she liked to hurt me so.Sorry about the long story.I also was working 7 days a week.So i had my mother at home alone in Wayland to see everyday,bring food,cook also, and my Beautiful Daddy in a home with other alztimers thank god he fit in He really didn't know any better. I would try to see him at least twice a day to feed him,he forgot how.i hated when he saw me as his wife or sister. mostly i think he remembered me. I had 2 children at home to take care of also my daughter,and my stepson.whom at that time i found out was drugging heroin and steroids. My husband EX now would not help me with any of it. Went to counseling,she told him i need help.He said I'm out, She can council till her ass falls off i wont be back. I had to quit my job to help everyone, i tried the best i could . food on the table,food for my mother 1 hr. away.food for my motherinlaw, you know what lady hawk? she wouldn't let nurses in to clean her change her dressings, or help with work "oh no,,,Gail will do all that".Plus would YELL at me for seeing my Dad everyday, She said I was making him worse and more confused...Well when i was there and would go out for a smoke, he was thrilled to see me walk in. He didn't even rememberer i was there. TO ALL Please forgive me for being so long winded, I'm feeling Ive got some nice people here and I like it.
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The ones they use now are now in the wall and the sucreations go into the green and clear container on the wall.