5,961 Comments for Kings Park Psychiatric Center

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clever
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the light is rushing in so powerfully, kind of gives you the feeling that your in the room and somethings behind you.
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this picture is a great paradox of itself. bright, red flowers lay upon an abandoned and aged flooring.
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looks lonely
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suggests the trapped feeling of the patients possibly?
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Great tone and message on the wall, of course
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I believe this must have been made by the residents of the facility as a work/therapy project..
I would like to get in touch with any patients or TA's from building 22, I was a patient there in the late 90's.
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Buildings do not have genders. Stop calling objects 'her' or 'she'.
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I have this coloring book!
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The engineering firm I work for just got a job doing some sort of inspections there. The people on the job need respirator training, confined space entry training, and physicals prior to entry!
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So interesting JOAN ! Members of your whole family worked here. Do you still work in the medical field? Its such ashame this auditorium is no longer in use, Thanks for your input.
Looks like "Silent Hill" both the movie and the video game !!!Great shots-
I worked in the kitchen and food service section of this hospital in 1965 to 1969- after school. I mostly worked in Bldg 7, 21, and 22- but when someone called out in other bldgs we were sent there to help- everyone hated Bldg 4- scary people worked there and it was max security for violent patients- every ward had its own cafeteria to serve the patients- and every one had patients that prety much ran the machines. All I had to do was serve the food and some had life time patients that did that also-you brought the cart up, set it up and sat down and waited most of the time. Beat working after school at some pizza parlor or babaysitting.
My family worked here for many years as did I- my sister was a professional roller skating exhibition skater and she and her partner used to give performances of exhibition dancing on roller skates in this very hall- in its day it was beautiful. I was a front office page starting at age 14, my mother was the head housekeeper, and my fathe the head ward attendant in bldg 21- my grandfather the fire chief, a cousin was on the police force and numerous other relatives worked throughout the complex. When i was a child and out of school, my mother would bring e to work and I would spend my day w/the patients doing OT (occupational therapy) and playing teacher w/patients as my students-some of my writings are on the walls of abandoned floors I am sure. I grew up with a very unique erspective regarding mental illness!!!