Leaving aside what happened inside those walls for the moment, the architecture alone should have ensured that building was never touched (in fact, it should have been cared for and preserved, and never allowed to deteriorate into the sad condition it was in to begin with). Yes, the developer is greedy, and represents, in my opinion, all that is wrong with society today, but so is the state, and I believe the majority of the blame lies with those short-sighted fools at the state level who could have and should have preserved this beautiful piece of history. I thought being on the historic regsiter meant something. Apparently it doesn't when stacked up against the almighty dollar.
Thank you, Motts, for providing us the last glimpse we will get of this wonderful, singularly unique property before it's gone forever.
Wow....amazing. Danvers State Hospital is amazing, and I live about...id say...1/8 of a mile away from it. Creeps me out. My uncle used to work at the Honda place across from danvers state. He said he heard some freaky noises from time to time. So, yeah, if you ever read this, E-mail InYourHonorDOA27@aim.com or AIM InYourHonorDOA27 (coincedence, huh) AWESOME PHOTOS!
Sara, thanks for the information. What a shame that they are destroying everything. To have such beautiful architecture lying in the dust makes me very sad, indeed.
I was there yesterday and that spire was on the ground.
I couldn't stop staring at it, it's so beautiful.
I wanted to go inside Kirikbridge so badly.
Old ladies where driving back and forth on the road. they looked so sad. I'm sure that loads of people are going up there now to get a last look.
I took loads of pictures of what I could. The spire ment a lot to me and your pictures will stand the test of time.
I know this might be off topic, but I'd like to mention the chair. I think it looks like a chair from Pee Wee's Playhouse, so it's not as scary and intimidating as others see it. Okay, we now resume your regularly scheduled hate letters.
As a whole I would agree that graffiti cheapens and destroys, but a few of my favorite photos on the site involve graffiti. The angels stairway ascent to the devil, and the snoopy rock formation. Let's not forget that freaky ass, 4 eared bunny, which itself is a form of patient graffiti. However, physical destruction of walls and objects does ruin the natural idiom of decay and abandonment.
Ah yes, June 18th, 1979. I remember it well. I, a boy of but 13 years, virgin and innocent. It was a warm, lazy monday and the Red Sox had just beaten the Tigers, 9-8. The Yankees had hired Billy Martin as their manager, for the second time around. The US and the Soviets signed the SALT II treaty, which limited each side's nuclear weapons. But I was too young to know what that meant. All I knew was that Louann Fernald was named Playmate of the Year, according to my fathers poorly hidden Playboy. Also on that day, tragically, I could not find my Van Halen album, the really good one with Running with the Devil. It wasn't until June 25th that I had learned that my sister had borrowed it, without permission, and that someone had sat on it in the back seat of her brand new Pacer. The day, poetically blackened on the calendar above, still invokes angst and pain. Damn you Motts for making me relive June 18, 1979!
I went there the other day 3/22/06 ,i live nearby ,they are saving one of the spires they have it on a pallet fully intact, i was able to drive up the main driveway ,i was in a commercial truck so i blended in,they are saving a lot of the bricks too ,i heard they are only keeping a third of the original building..