Last Stand State Hospital: Part III

(Continued from Part I and Part II)

The final set from here picks up in a building that seemed to have larger patient rooms, atypical of the whole shoebox-with-barred-windows. Parts of the layout in here confused me a bit. I tried to line this building up on a blurry old map, and if I’m looking at the right place, I think this was used for psycho-social rehabilitation. It would make sense, I guess, because there were a few small areas in here that looked like shared space.

The inclusion of vanities gave an interesting homey touch. A single tube of red lipstick was left behind.

I adored this room. I have no idea what it was — whether it was a shared living area, or maybe some kind of therapist’s or social worker’s office. I loved the color of the paint peels and that amazing chair.

I say potentially an office because there was a big stack of medical documents on the little desk by the window. But…the text in these was dealing pretty specifically with physical illness and disease, not mental. So I do not know.

After that building, we decided to make our way back to Point A, which was the former superintendent’s home. I ducked in to take some shots. I wonder if the dolly left there was used to move all of the belongings and furniture out when the hospital closed.

It was now late in the day. I’d spent almost six hours wandering around here. There is one more building worth exploring on property which I did not shoot. It looks a lot like the others, but with pretty old steel frame beds.

I ran into some crap luck at that point. I moved my truck over closer to said building…aaaand my dash computer started yelling at me about rear tire pressure. I ran over a construction staple and was very slowly going flat. Cool! Listen. I had to get my truck a long way back home — and I had a gig the next morning. Work always comes first. It has to. Bye bye, building.