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I should add when Jeremy was born, my twins were 5 years old and my oldest was 7, so it was a little crazy keeping up with 4 small children. I managed though, and wouldn't trade the experiences for the world.

Even when a child is loved and at home it is difficult to care for them, especially if there are siblings. My youngest son (of 4 kids) was born deaf and the strain of making sure he couldn't unlock a door and get out and run into the street, or play with the stove, etc was nerve racking for the other 5 of us as we couldn't yell at him when danger threatened. My other kids told me after they grew up they always thought Jeremy was my favorite because he got so much attention! True, deafness is not the same as retardation, but surely the same principles apply. There were times I was so exhausted all I could do was cry. When he was about 7 he finally understood running into the road could get him killed by a car, that all dogs were not friendly, that people were going to point and stare at him when he vocalized, etc. He's 21 now and works and is a joy in my life, but it was hard when he was a little boy.

Yea lynne you may have alot of stories but i belive alot of them untrue. i belive that this picture has the same kind of meaning to the other refering to the washrooms. The "managment" as they call themselves semed to abuse the rights of their paitents

What kind of roof does that building have?

I have been to places where the stalls are open for everyone to see and the conditions of filth are far worse than this. That may be where my nightmares are originating from also.

Lynn you should also rember that other patients may also be walking past and i certainly hope that you wouldnt enjoy other people you hardly know but have to see everyday watching you bathe. Yes conditions have changed in most places but i know of quite afew places where the conditions are still as bad as described here. i also agree that some patients need to monitored more than others as i understand some may have the tendencies of hurting or killing thereselves but as mentiond in the introduction to the history of the place some paitents were misdiognosed.

I honestly don't see the tapeworm connection. but it adds effect.

I don't care what people say. I strongly think that there is more than one meaning to that "know thyself" in this particular location. Mabey some kind of double meaning is hidden there.

I agree it disturbes me.

if you look at the door close enough you can see the faint shadow of a face. chilling.

My mom taught ESL (English as a Second Language) in the '70s in Calif. I remember her using those machines to teach the little Korean and Vietnamese children words.

If my office were that color, I'd come back after hours and paint it!

Gad! I don't find that color to be soothing at all. To be locked up in a tiny barred room this color...talk about feelings of despair and hopelessness.

It's a shame I dont live nearby... as a locksmith I could get him into every room in the complex very easily. If you ever know any places near tampa florida, let me know I'll let you in where ever if you give some credit! :-p

As a wallpaper this shot is amazing! Thanks!

Motts, you have quite a fan club, me included!