I had a great-great-great aunt, Anna Hickey, who was a patient there in 1910 and died there in 1915.
Such a stark, terrible looking building. The poor dear never married and was 73 where she appeared on the 1910 census as a patient. Thanks for posting the photo.
It is really quite a historical building. I shudder to think of the lives spent there. The view of mental health and illness was far different then.