My mom came by the other day and I was telling her about this site and she looked at me and said ' why are so intrested in mental hospitals" especiallys ones that arent open.. I mean I explained ofcourse but I thought it was funny that she asked me like I was weird or the only person in the world that enjoys this and I told you " Ma you have no idea what kind of market online and other wise this has" she was a little surprised..But I know u guys have to love it just as much as me if not more...lol
I love it so much, you know I look at some of the things in these pics and say to myself those things are so old you could get a pretty penny for them. I know that there is patrol at most places but some one should try to roll that out of there ( I moticed it had wheels) because even though it is a bit of a mess I know that someone would pay good cash for that...
I lived in Foxboro also. I never knew about the cemeteries, as a kid I guess I just thought that when a patient died, their family came and brought them home to be buried. I remember hearing shouting and screaming while walking down Chestnut St., in front of the wards. I can only imagine it was hydrotherapy time, or some other 'treatment' time. There was an escape alarm that would pierce the silence of day or night if a patient went missing. On a couple of occasions I remember being home alone when that alarm sounded. I don't mind saying that it made me kind of nervous (I was 9).
I had friends whose parents worked at FSH. There were lots of stories of orderlies bullying, pushing, shouting and threatening patients. Injuries that were passed off as accidents, I wonder how many ended in death. It sounded like the perfect job for somebody with a anger problem.
Horrible things happened there and the construction and botched remodels should be more careful to preserve those graves and the grounds of this place. There should be more respect.
Foxboro was a wonderful place to grow up.