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Once again as I child I was in this hallway, if I am correct, at the right side, that is a reception desk. As for the lights, or reflections, beleave or not I'm sure there are many of spirit within thease walls.

All the buildings are filled with stairs like this. I remember waiting at the foor of stairs just like this holding my mothers hand waiting for my brother to come down. Strange how thease memories enter my mind, some of them are wonderfull, others I would rather not have.

Thanks Lynne!!!! That was just as interesting as the site I posted. I'm learning a lot about the history and origin of graffiti, but not finding the word I was looking for. I'ld swear people referred to it as 'something else' when I was little. Back in them bade olde dayes, when people drew hungrey rabbits in pencil or carved 'Karen loves Billy' on a tree. Was it just the writting on the wall?

I remember playing in thease yards as a child. Funny when I think of it now, you would have thaught I owned the place. I know I thaught I did.

i just found this totally amazing photo timeline of this place. check it out
http://www.joenisil.com/rockypoint/
apparently it was built in the early 1900s

It makes me so sad to think this will all soon be apartments and condoes.

Motts, where is this room? I can remember sitting with my brother looking out windows just like this one.

I remember doors much like thease. Whenever we would go there my mother would hold my hand. I remember one time finding my brother sitting on the floor behind doors like thease that let to a tunel area of the hospital. It was dark, and I can remember being very afraid, but my mother would tell me everything was ok. I didn't beleave her then, and I'm sure I wouldn't now.

I was there for most of my childhood. My mother worked there and my brother lived there. Until I found this site, I had blocked most of the memories I had of this place. The site has braught back things to me that I thaught I would have never remembered again

Art therapy was something that we continued to do with my brother once home and away from DSH. It seemed to help him very much and was something he loved to do. We would often sit together and do this.

A small window to look out of. Behind the door no doubt her entire world. I saw many of thease and I always thaught of what would be more horrific, her glance looking out to us, or the looking inside to what was everything to her.

Motts, I have looked at all of the pictures of DSH you have put up over and over again. I spent most of my childhood in thease very buildings. I hope you dont mind but I have commented on several photos throughout the site. The memories they have braught back to me. Things I have not thaught about in many years. Some things better left in the dark receses of my mind, but others pleasing. I thank you for sharing this. You may never know how seeing this has touched me. With your permision, I wonder if copies of thease prints are perhaps for sale. Please contact me at wickedwiccan77@yahoo.com. Thank you

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graffiti

I did a paper for a college class many, many moons ago on graffiti. When I get back to work from vacation I'll see if it had anything interesting. I rather doubt it, though.

Does anybody know (or remember) what this stuff was called before the word 'graffiti' was coined? All I could come up with is 'the writting on the wall'. I was just into Google trying to find the answer, but came up with this interesting site...
http://www.ccd.rpi.edu...t/grafitti/index.htm

Quest lol.... (8-x I don't remember, alzhimers set in long ago..... lol

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