4,537 Comments for Pennhurst State School

I think a lot of people probably died in places like these. Suicides, medical problems, depressions, neglect.

Wouldn't you think having two different wheels like that would make the chair uneven and harder to manuever?

Seeing and hearing about places like this frightens me. I am obsessive-compulsive and have panic attacks from time to time. Makes me wonder if I would have wound up in one of these places instead of finishing college if I had been born in an earlier time. My great aunt was very capable of taking care of herself. Her only oddity was that she said she talked to people who lived in her attic. Everyone in town loved her. She was very capable. But her family sent her to one of these kinds of places. They gave her shock treatments. When she returned she never said anything about talking to people in the attic, though her sisters knew she still did. She was so terrified of being sent back.

rich edwards, that link doesn't work. Do you have another one?

Um, Bertram, I work at the Myrtles Plantation in St. Francisville, LA. Trust me, there are ghosts.

It's an intensity adjuster (aka dimmer switch) for a surgical lumenaire which is a light for use during a medical procedure utilizes a single optic fiber for providing a beam of light having an initial beam width and an initial beam energy. The width of the beam is adjustable without substantially decreasing the beam energy, and the beam of adjusted width can be directed onto a surgical field. A headband for mounting a luminaire is formed of a perspiration-absorbent cloth strip, has hook-and-clasp engagement, and includes a luminaire mount.

K?

what is it

Kate what did the files say? Email me Buddytwou@aol.com

Here is a sight you can go to,to find out ,more on Pennhurst
NBC10.com-video Vault-1986:The Pennhurst special Report Enjoy

does anyone know what building this picture was taken in?

LOOKS LIKE THE "MISSLE" FROM JOE DIRT

If I know large businesses in the days of typewriters... I would say this is the storage cupboard where the typewriters were put once a key got stuck, or the return jammed... in the pile with all the others to one day be fixed by the magic typewriter fairy. Alas, she very rarely made house calls.

*remembers the sound* chick chick chick chick chick chick chick DING Errrrrrrrrrrrk chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick DING Errrrrrrrrrrrk chick chick chick chick chick ....

i wonder why people leave stuff behind like that

that was the likely use misery... if you go to the hospital in an ambulance they restrain you a LOT more thoroughly than a couple of straps across the gut.

when i see entrances like this i always imagine "emergency" admissions...

looks like a service entrance though, no way you could negotiate that huge step from the asphalt up to the plinth with any grace...