5,961 Comments for Kings Park Psychiatric Center

Between Kesey and "The Snake Pit," you got it. Seems most people haven't pushed the envelope of knowledge past these two solid references.

Oh, well, add "Jane Eyre" to the stack of stellar true-to-life references plus a dash of "Ghostbusters" and throw in a little "Really Truly I'm Not Kidding You Haunted Houses" and you can see why everyone has such distorted views of psychiatric facilities and the people who have used them. :-(

I live far away, but making a note anyway.

--Building 7, 10th floor, NO!

It's a defense tactic. Disguise yourself as barbed wire.

I bought the contents of an old shed and when my wife and I cleaned it out we found a few cat skeletons. Nobody killed them, those cats just got stuck or found a place to take their last nap.

I suppose references to Kesey get worn out on these posts.

Hedy: "Yeah, imagine being pushed in a wheelchair down this.....very unnerving."

And even more unnerving, you can't see anybody pushing you!

Mwa ha hah hah.

Actually, this one could be even older. Look at the cord. Looks like one of those thick, round, cloth-covered cords. They stopped using those in the early '50s.

Lubricant and a stuck elevator. Hmmmm.......

If you look to the right of those pictures you can see that a partition was put in. You can't see the window that is visible in the upper photo. The floor molding was never replaced. Looks like the pipes below the ceiling were added later as well as the wall socket to the left of the plaque alcove.

Seems to just drop off into nowhere.

Gotta brush those paint chips out of your teeth. They can be as bad as popcorn.

I'm with Puddleboy on this. I'd say it's '58-'63 range. Nice set (was anyway.)

You know what would happen. Everyone would insist that it was someone else's responsibility and the finger pointing would eventually make a complete circle.

I'm 41. I could live another 41 years, they go by so fast.

Hmm, I'd love to stalk the hallways hunting them down. Anyone think it's worth a 3 hour drive? No seriously, I wouldn't hurt them, but that doesn't mean I couldn't still have fun. It's a miracle the tricks you can learn from an old book of magic tricks and a psychology textbook. It also helps that my grandmother, through her long nursing career, has stolen huge amounts of supplies from every hospital she worked at. Even bloody bandages. She's weird like that. Before the disposable stuff came out she'd take any that she couldn't wash the stains out of. "They were just going to throw them away!" she'd say with an annoyed shake of her head. Ah, her house is essentially one giant prop storage facility for a horror movie. Everything from stained bandages to discarded surgical tools. She's even got big barrels of nastiness in her basement. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but it appears to be some sort of powerful disinfectant. It's slowly eating it's way out of the metal barrels. I suspect when it escapes it's going to take over the whole house.