Records of dead machines rot on the accounting office floor.
A wrecked pressure gauge and employee time cards.
We know what the ladies’ favorite treats were! Found holding parts on a repair cart.
An example of a typical desk at Buckstaff… messy, but everything’s there. It probably looks much as it did in 2011 when the plant closed.
Jars like these were used to measure the volume of fluid pumped out of TB patients’ lungs.
The women’s ward had a player piano in it, likely a donation.
You can see why so few products had bright packaging. If the can here was brown, you’d never see it in a dark wood cabinet.
We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
Leather shoes in a supply closet. They seem to me men’s shoes.