The hospital first opened its doors in 1904 in Norwich, Connecticut. It was built in an idyllic location chosen for its therapeutic properties overlooking the River Thames.
The Norwich Insane Asylum was built isolated from civilization, which worked to its benefit as it began to grow during its early years sprouting new buildings that accompanied the original construction (see aerial view of the hospital here). These new construction projects included patient wards, staff cottages, laboratories and workshops. All of the structures were interconnected by a large network of underground utility tunnels. These tunnels transported electricity, hot water, and patients to various areas on the grounds. The hospital remained self-sufficient, almost like a small town, with its own power plant, pump house, working farm, kitchen, theater and church.
Over 3,000 patients and 1,000 employees were residents on the asylum grounds in the 1950’s.
Slowly patients began to leave Norwich State Hospital due to deinstitutionalization and it permanently closed its doors in 1996. Since then time has basically stood still on the property with a few exceptions. Currently there is talk about converting the grounds into a theme park, but nothing has been set in stone.
After a long tedious drive we leave the car in a commuter parking lot close to the buildings. Ever the vigilant group of explorers we notice a State Trooper making his rounds and dive into the forest for cover. Luckily we outsmarted the police yet again and after regrouping walk along the Thames River for a few hundred feet. We finally see the abandoned pump house looming in the distance and decide to make this our entryway into the campus.
This site has a reputation for being well guarded, well patrolled, and does not take kindly to trespassers. I am always on edge when exploring across the Atlantic and the numerous “State Property – No Trespassing” signs that litter the grounds did not bode well for my paranoia. Instead of exposing ourselves above ground to security and prying eyes, we decided to take the underground route through the utility tunnels.
Using the tunnels we explored many buildings without ever being forced to go outside. This method of travel was soon confirmed to be the safest. On our first attempt to venture outside we were only a few feet away from a security officer in a black uniform. Fortunately he didn’t look our way and we quickly receded back into the tunnel network. For a while we hid in the abandoned theater so we could look around the campus without being seen.
This encounter with security dampened our spirits and made our visit a whole lot shorter than we would have liked. We made our grande exit through the empty chapel, this allowed us to avoid walking back through the forest. As we were walking back to the commuter lot to pickup our car we noticed the State Trooper had been watching us as we suspiciously walked down the road. I wonder where we went to and were coming back from?!
Archive document introducing a new therapy (click to enlarge):
Special thanks to Dr. Bob for sharing the old postcards.
sorry really tired
FYI, your last comment makes no sense. Moron.
witch iam not married by the way just dating
Maybe I'll see you at Dunkin one night. I'm still waiting to get my belongings back.
Bed is calling my name. Yelling it really. JPT let us know what you think about Seaside. Night
you said iam i have a wife know
hey chris fuck you
Oh how cute! When's the wedding John? You have the girls from your myspace playing flower girls? I hope I get an invitation! lmao
anyway good luck with facebook
Yeah Tom tweeted it about 35 minutes ago.. John is the best..we had a picnic next to his guard hut..and he showed me his "gun" <3 </p>
That Tom from myspace really has something for this "John" guy
I'm too good for your illiterate dumb ass.
Chris- I didn't read that about Tom on his profile. Hmm. You learn something new everyday.
Bomb what's your facebook bud? we can all start a group together..Call it 1 guy a computer and stupid shit to say..?
hey chris fuck off an grow up dude
You have to go through Paul to get a message to me? Glad to see you finally realized that you're not good enough to talk to me directly.
Bomb..Rosetta Stone does a free english tutorial on DVD including proper spelling and punctuation. Just thought you might be interested. On a better note Tom from Myspace really diggs guys in uniform..
paul he is still at the base he work at both nsh an base tell sparkles good luck with facebook lol
Wow bomb..waxing your cane to 2 guys 1 horse is twisted man..
You're cleaning your non-existent gun at the AVRAD? On military property or whatever? You lie. Douche bag.
dude i was just sitting here cleaning my gun an reading your dumn ass post
Yeah well facebook sucks. I can't figure out how the hell to change my damn info. Stupid technology.
Facebook just took a shit..and now I can't open it..my night is over
he's the wide receiver ..guest star was the horse of course..lol
I didn't know he starred in that! lmao
ummmmmm BUD!!!!
Saw you on the internet 2 guys 1 horse.. Intense bud.
why that skinny queer leave the base? I gotta go see him...
Stop talking about me on facebook dammit! lol
no fruit thank,s you guy just have fun lol
Paul- Ut-oh. You planning on kicking the shit out of Danny again? And screw you with your "no cats" policy! lol
Would definitely love to meet up with you all at Seaside. (JPT that includes you my friend. It's legal....)
Chris- It was me you were talking to about the douche on the roof.
JPT- Babypotamus is doing great! He went to NC with me and back. Dog kind of chewed on him a little bit though. (Poor buddy has been missing an ear since I took him in off the street. Literally. I found him at Seaside when we were walking the dog one day. Funny story really. I'll have to share sometime. If you're interested)
Going to watch some family guy with my baby girl. Over and out. (Sorry, kinda have a lot of energy right now)
Bomb I can't thank you enough man..Your fine services will be rewarded with a giant fruit-basket!! You like banana's right?
that would be a yes
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