@Charlie-I'm with you on that, pal. I would also love to live in the old section. In fact, I have always fancied it as my "castle". It's too bad that most of it was torn down.
I would love to live in the old hospital section of Avalon Danvers! Let's hope the ghosts don't scare all the renters away. That would get the building with the old hospital facade torn down. :(
My Aunt, lived there until the hospital closed.She has since passed but I can't get over the anguish and guilt I feel for the way she had to live.Why the guilt ? I simply do not know.I do remember my dad bringing her home for the week-end and the despair in his face when he had to drive her back.I was just a kid but I knew something with that situation was terribly wrong.I received a call from the nursing home she was re-located to when the hospital closed,asking if I would be her Health Care Proxy.I accepted.When I visited her,after not seeing her for many years she still had a picture of me as a child and even recognized me !! I 'll probably never know why she was sent there.I never saw the need for her to be there. God Bless You Aunt Marjorie - Love, "L"
It's not that Lynne is "long winded" or that "she dose not have a clue", she just takes the long road on the short trip. Hunny your information is just about 77-85% good it's that 15 -23% that has me concerned. Of corse you were not there like I was. I was there for 37.3 years. I remember everything....... well most of it. But on a serious note, if you want real fact answers I have them for you all and I don't need a soapbox to tell them either. I just a nice easychair and a warm fireplace. Your all invited to hear more from me if you want. ( please respond soon.) huggs for all of you .
If I could only be forgivin for what I done in there. I did not mean to hurt them but they hurt me first. My heart is warm! Not black like "HE" said it was "He" lied !!!! Thats not nice . Won't somebody forgive me PLEASE ?!?! God make this go away !!!!!!!!!!!
That stair well picture is pretty even now. But when I bounced poor John down those stairs in the summer of '63 and he had to go away that was a bad day for me. I'm sorry to John's family .
I was a resident there and you have no idea what these pics are really saying ah.... the memories so many to tell with so little time left to tell them. 2012 is upon us .