4,224 Comments for Northampton State Hospital

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It's OK - I called Grifspop a girl recently, so it's just karma, turning me into a boy and all. ;-)
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Geeze, what's up with my typos? Subtract that "boy" out of the post above! LoL!
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many spirits are up in that place. sitting in the seats.
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the red line was the divider between the men and the woman. woman on the right and men on the left. we had many fun christmas pagents there and watched many movies to.
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I was in that OT room many times and often it was only for coloring. We held many groups there using all the fine and gross moter skills we could.
I worked at this hospital for many years and we changed many lives for the good. Yes many bad things happened but may good things happened tto. I have spent many years telling the history of the hospital to dispell the miths told about us.
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also...i'm not condoning any type of destruction to these places...wwwwipe, slate cleaned
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hahaha nice Phantom...thats like "I'm not a schizo, and neither am i" : )
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Sometimes a little destructiion feels really good..........4 out of 5 people in my head like it!
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i dont sleep in beds so this is cool for me...
Played frisbee with a mad man I called Mercury because he was so fast. I loved that guy.
Displays from the bottom to the top, the agony and the ecstasy.
The contrast of light and shadow is impressive, It catches the main theme of old main and it's children.
Worked almost fourteen years nights. Observed it all. The best, the worst, the downright ugly and the ultimate of compassion. These sad old buildings have seen it all. They will always bring back the tortured spirits of days gone by, but they also will bring back the compassion and understanding that so many brought to this sad enviorment. It's not a kick, it's a sacred burial spot that deserves respect and reverence. I experienced only one ghostly experience in the fourteen years that I worked and I opened myself up to the whole complex when I worked nights. I visited the main building one night after it had closed , because my curiousity got the best of me. I unlock the door on my old ward and got about half way down the hall and voices from all sides , a chorus told me in no uncertain terms to leave. I did an immediate about face and left. The message was delivered and I took it serious. The only ghostly experience that I ever encounterd and noone knew the physical layout of that old complex than I did. Don't let the phony's gone one about that nurmerious encounter with the other side in this old space, they really know not, I do.
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Occupational Therapy is for people with motor issues like not being able to hold a pen correctly or not having any coordination. It's not career counseling! =)
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(12:33PM. EST) Leigh, Motts will post it on the News/Main page, and it will be on top of the list!!