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Stainless steel+bleach=white salt like
deposits! Just like my sink.

YO THAT SHIT IZ MAD GOOD IT IZ HAUNTED I GOT PICS OF GHOST IN IT LIKE DOCTORS WALKIN AROUND

No blue, you are not.

Yay Lynne! Head Banging Therapy is working, huh?

Dang proud of you girl!

(sarcasm, shh)

I have seen cases that mental patients
can have mental babies or childern that will grow up just like the retarded parent.
I have seen a case personally. The child
would claw its face and rip its hair out or
claw at other childern or adult and they will scream if someone tries to help the
child. Even at infancy a newborn had to have mitts when it kept tearing its skin and eyes on purpose. This was not a normal newborn infant. It is still that way.
It will not let you make eye contact.
It was due to the parents who were
mentally retarded. The doctors saw it in her genes. Scary but true. Case closed.

I plan to add the weathervane at the top of the dome to my Pennhurst collection.

I removed three wheelchairs from the institution. They now reside in my barn in Valley Forge. I use them as conversation pieces and for fun when I throw barn parties. I have an extensive collection of "Pennhurst Memorabilia"

I imagine that this bed was relatively comfortable when it had a mattress on it and was not in such disrepair.

As a frequent visitor of the rundown institution, I have visited the morgue on several occasions. I have even lied on one of the body racks. I removed one of the latches (lock and chain still attached and locked). The latch now rests in my bedroom near my bed. Stamped on the latch in raised letters is:
JAMISON 33TH
HAGERSTOWN, MD.
the lock was made by:
CUSACK
HARDWARE CO.
1004 ARCH ST. PHILA.
I consider this to be one of my most prized posessions

"Best way to not get caught" until you posted it on the worldwide web dumb-ass.
Do you think the Spring City or PA State Police are ignorant of this site?
Think again.

As if it were abandoned yesterday, this crib is clean and unoccupied. It's hard to imagine the comfort (or lack thereof) that the cold, square, metal bars offered to the person for whom this was a bed. Seeing these items in their decayed state is, in a way, a relief. To know that they are no longer in use as horrid living conditions is somewhat pleasant.

As a young child in the early 1960's, while visiting a neighbor who was in the hospital, I clearly remember seeing two similar machines lined up at the end of a corridor ... the sight scared me then and still does today. Superb picture.

I . . . er . . . that is to say . . . well . . . . . .

Aw, nuttin'. Yeah, it is sad. :-(

This photo conjures a wide range of emotions for me. I cannot place a single one. When I see this picture I wonder about all of the people that sat in that wheelchair and all of the people that passed that mural in the hall. Did it make them happy?? Did it make them smile?? Was this just to appease the visitors and not the permanent residents?? This is just really sad.

Super - thanks!