1,927 Comments for Pilgrim State Hospital

There is a cementary there down the road from the water tower.

it's so cool that the hospital is still there!

what main rd is this building close to?

i would like to tour the property,maybe take some photos of the old buildings,not condo complexes

i think they should make a show about pilgrim state,maybe on the sci fi channel.keep some of those historic buildings from getting demolished

If i were to try and get into this building...wat are the odds of me and a few friends getting caught?
and if we did does anyone know how serious the charges would be?

Woah, I didn't notice the face in the corner until C pointed it out......

i broke the winow to get in there. an that place is deffinately haunted.. but i wana go back . =)

i been in the building but i dont know the story as to what happened to it. i heard its haunted an it deffinately is after my experience in there.

Looks a little like the house my best friend used to live in when we were teens - but I don't remember the side porch. Still, pretty close. They were nice houses in a nice setting.

So strange! I used to live there as a kid - in a doctors housing apartment building. We moved out in 1969. The first day of school the bus came to pick me up after having picked up all the other kids on the rout . The kids were screeming and carrying on about being taken to the nut house. After that, the bus driver picked me up first and dropped me off last.
The forest was a wonderful piece of wilderness in the middle of Long Island. Acres and acres of pine forest with thick undergrowth and little intrusion by man. I imagine it's the way central Long Island used to be when Indians roamed freely. I still have very fond memories of running on deer trails through the woods with my dog, riding my bike through the woods to get to civilization and the public Library, our neighbors hunting (and eating) rabbits with bow and arrow (and car - lol).
The building we lived in was a long, 3 story building set off all by itself from the rest of the hospital We had to drive to get to the hospital, or to visit friends in the stand alone doctors housing section. The stand alone doctors houses had very nice brick houses and I'm surprised if these are really abandoned instead of being rented out or sold to private people. Seems a waste. They sure looked and seemed solid. I remember trick or treating around there one year. Sure got a haul!

It is not that unusual for people with no family members to end up having their bodies used after death for teaching purposes, such as you have described. There is no shame in this and no disrespect to the deceased person. I for one am grateful that there are people who do this so that science (including the practice of embalming) can progress and people can have the ability to learn how to work on real bodies, not just models. Actually, there are a lot of people WITH families who donate their bodies after death for similar teaching purposes, including being used at the "Body Farm" in Tennessee. People who are afraid of mental illness and/or death generally seem to have a hard time with this concept, for some reason. Again, there is no shame, dishonor, disrespect, or horror involved unless you make the association personally.

I've been working in this field for many a long year and see these people on a daily basis, but I can't say it's done much to impact my psychiatric health status one way or t'other. Are you saying that just by looking at and living near people with severe psychiatric illnesses that you have somehow become "blighted"? Normally it takes a tad more than meeting people with psychiatric illnesses to get one. It's not catching like "cooties." If I were someone with psychiatric issues I would be more than a little put out at your comment, I have to say.

The town where I grew up in, Brentwood, was on the perimeter of the grounds. This was during the late 50's/early 60's. When I entered SUNY @ Farmingdale which taught mortuary science, I found out the patients who wilted away and died with no family to claim them were used by the mortuary department for "how-to embalm" training. My physics class was above the mortuary labs and only once did I venture down to see an embalming class in action. My fear of death and insanity had gone full circle from my days as an innocent child . . . I live with Pilgim to the west of me and CI to the east. The images haunt me to this day and I am now 54 years of age. I will never forget the horror I grew up with . . .

In the late 50's, early 60's, I lived 1 mile from this insanity. Me and my friends journeyed up a dirt road via bicycle and came upon the living dead masses. It's an image I cannot erase from my memory . . . . and one that has led to my partial insanity . . . . only if you have seen the emptiness in the patients eyes would you know what I am talking about . . . .