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Mikester, maybe Radical Ed'll be happy to join you.

It is sad to see these old ships abandoned like this. Sometimes they take old ships like these and sink them to form reefs. Are these too heavy to move, or what? Can anyone give me info on this subject? Thanks! Thanks for the links, guys.

Thats pretty cool!I've been involved in ghost hunting long enough to know double exposures and other such things that most people would mistake for ghosts and I knew it wasn't real but heh way to scare the people here!:)

This shot touches me. I can hear the wails and moans of the patients. I can feel the heavy uncertainty that bellows from the rooms like a fog enveloping those inside. There is pain. There is loss. There is death. All trapped in this hall.

I am not a photographer, nor do I like being photographed. But, I have spent many an evening (not wasted), that I could have put into my studies (like NOW), that I have pored over as many of Motts' photos as I possibly could. The depth of his artistry, the way he makes a fireplace look beautifully out of place in a room that's falling down around it..well, I can't say much more than that. Carl, I am sure you are an excellent photograhpher, so if you could direct us to your website, so we can give you your 10,000+ compliments, I would appreciate it. AWESOME comments, Matt. There are many of us out here that echo your sentiment. Motts' work is Art.

As eerie as it seems.. you can almost hear a child crying when you look at the picture

Photography is a form of art. Everyone has a different way of expressing it.

See the pipes along the top of the roof- practical won over integration. probably after they ran out of budget for infrastructure refits.

you know, i never saw your site until now. i have my pics here with me when i came across this one... i have the excat same picture at a slightly different angle :o)

i was there recently... (10/05) and that lovely tray is filled with more rust water... the morgue is so beyond trashed and there are no more viles and beakers... so sad

And don't those gloves look like desperately reaching hands.

It is a tin ceiling... what you are seeing falling off is the thick paint.

Another Happy Red Sox fan.

I actually worked here for 8 years before going to a community residence. When I first started in 1978 there were 1200 people living here. But my memories go much further then that since my mother was an RN here I basically grew up here. I spent weekends staying with a friend's family in one of the many doctor's homes.

Great photo... "Do It Gordon!"