Janice, coincidently enough, my Dad is from upstate New York (Auburn)

Janice, not quite the last :-) My father is 72, and in addition, was raised by his grandmother (who was born in 1878), so he passed down some antiquated sayings for objects, etc...(called the microwave the "radar range", told us not to run around in "stocking feet.", things like that.)
We also had an old"icebox" from the early 1900's when I was a child. (My Dad loved to collect antiques)

I clicked on the link to see the photo's of what the place used to look like in use. There is a charming photo of a family (Mom, Dad, young son) all having a nice bubble bath in the heart shaped tub. What's wrong with that picture?? Yikes!!

Beautiful!!

Just like Mom used to make...

The fixture looks original- the shade most certainly is not! I had a shade exactly like that in my bedroom growing up, so it at least dates to the late 70's, early 80's.

There is nothing more depressing then old wood panel-lined walls from the 70's!!

LOL; love the "Bob Ross" comment. My Dad used to watch him once in a while...

" Make sure your trees are happy trees!"

There is nothing better than a New England Autumn!! What a lovely photo!

Quite a "Bi-Polar" message- starts out on a nice note, and ends very negatively.

Joe, thanks for the great link. These souls were once living and breathing, with lives, thoughts, and emotions, just as were are today. Wether they were commited out of ignorance and misunderstanding, or true mental illness, they were all human beings. They deserved more than having what little was left of their outside lives end up in a discarded heap on the floor. It is the same with the older mental hospital cemeteries, who buried their patients with nothing more than a small stone with a number. Not even the dignity of a name. Society doesn't want to be confronted with things or people that are "different", because it forces them to linger on their own venerabilities. So, we hide away those things that bother us, hide along the feelings that go with them, and go along our happy little way, and forget that we could be that person on the inside looking out.

John Wayne Gacy, Tim Curry in 'It", that possessed clown doll in "Poltergiest." Clowns are evil -'nuff said.

I think it's fascinating when actual personal expressions are left behind by patients. It makes you wonder about their lives all that much more...

Great poem- beautiful. Thanks for sharing it with everyone!

I suspect this is a janitorial sink, esp. if located in the basement.

They DO remind me of office cubicles!!

Fascinating...it puts everything into perspective. There were once real people roaming these halls. What were they like?? What ever became of them??

Most of my household plants end up looking this way. :-)

I think the lack of any kind of privacy or personal space alone would cause me to go a little mad.

Remember the movie "Creepshow"?? The part where Stephen King plays this simpleton farmer who discovers this "thing" from another planet, and it takes over everything (including him), covering all surfaces with a mossy-lloking green substance?? That's what this photo reminds me of.

If one can look at a painting, no matter how simple it might be, and have their imagination sparked...then it's worth it.

That picture made my heart jump a bit to say the least!! :-O
And, thank you, Acuteward, for spreading the info. about mesothelioma. My Father-In-Law died from the disease in 1997. He was a navigator during WWII, as well as working on boats as a hobby thereafter, and we suppose that one or the other (or both) contributed to him getting this horrible disease. The survival rate is less than 5% with mesothelioma. It is a very deadly type of cancer.

Looking at that makes me very claustrophobic!!

What a gorgeous shot- the sky looks perfect!!

Motts, please DO be careful!! We want your brilliant photography around for a bit longer, you know.
BTW- great photo!! Thank You.