1,927 Comments for Pilgrim State Hospital

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I also work very close to this building. In fact, I drive past this building on the road just to the right of this photo every day. It's a major thoroughfare for our company. I find myself in awe and mild fear each and every time I drive past.

Your photographs are truly incredible!
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I believe you can get records if you are a family member in building 82...Commack rd entrance... first building. People show up there all the time to exume luved ones and give them proper burials in a real cemetary...
P.S. In 1943 more than two thousand deaths occured here by the hands of dr's who did frontal labotimies with out the knowledge of how it was actually done.
Damn hacks and kwacks
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Does anyone around in here no where I can find old 1930 - 1945 pics of this place. Been there many times but would like to do my thesis on the architecture...plz help if you ca. thanx
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it was all in good fun and if your there to explore than the fear is part of it...why not add to the effect. Helen should lighten up a bit.
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I have also been here to explore over a dozen times. It is not haunted in anyway. It is however very open to your imagination as stated earlier. There are Bats, Cats, sometimes wild dogs, and worst of all junkies and homeless people who live in there during the summer months. If you plan to go , go in a group of 5 to 10 to be safe. Nothing and noone will bother a group while the crazeez will mess with a small group of three or less. I went the last time at night with only one other person and we kept thinking we were being watched... as it turns out we were. A spanish man with a beard maybe sixty to seventy years old was following us the whole time we were in there and we only caught site of him as we were leaving. He never used a light and only got caught because of my room buster ( a clear plastic ball with seven mini mag-lites in it, attached to a line about thirty feet long.) I tossed it down the hallway near the mourge and the guy ran off into the darkness. Needless to say we booked it out of there. Just a warning... BE CAREFUL.
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Excellent photo. Thanks.
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no, it definately looks as though the freezer doors were painted over.... look at the before--- then the after.... in the top picture, you can see the light from the flash, shining off of the doors. They looked to be steel too.... then look at the after picture... totally a different color.. that didnt just "lose its luster".
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I would like to know more about these tunnels if anyone has any info
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How exactly do you get into these tunnels? (I mean... Where???)
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my dad died there in 72 can anyone tell me where i can get his records??? also it was strange for me as a teen going there to visit him. people would ask me to light their cigarette,(was a rolled toilet tissue) horrible at that time !!!!
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for??????, I am sorry that your family had to experience, such a loss and a terrible experience, none of us would every know, or want to know what you went through, but remember not all places like this are bad, and have the abuse and neglect that your mother had to endure here, your in my thoughts Renee
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Janet, remember the lifers who used to carry that ring of keys on a bent state hospital spoon looped over their belt. Of course we don't want to forget the starched white uniforms with the classy black bow tie.
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Motts: Love your photography and the stories. Can you please help me locate a website which deals with a Colt's Neck Mansion, once saw it but cannot find it. Keep up the good work, rapatric@fccs.co.franklin.oh.us
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Mathue, forgive my comments directed at you on 11-16. I realized when I was skimming through comments, that you were quoting Andrew. So, sorry, dude. My bad!
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I picture the bride and groom at the head of the stairs in formal attire. The wedding party waiting for them at the bottom of the grand staircase. They are only spirits of days gone by celebrating the end of an era. They are wedded by the common denomitor, death and insanity. God bless all there souls.