The Patients of The Buffalo State Asylum
Ward 10 Hallway No smoking sign in Ward 9. Very few things get under my skin. One thing being the mistreatment and just plan whole “let’s forget they ever existed” mentality everyone has going on now a days. Granted, it’s hard to think of what happened in the walls of the old asylum, and how bad it was during the early days, but why throw all that under the bus when all they ever wanted was to be loved, hell, to be normal. Imaging going to a hospital to recover from an illness, only to be beaten to the point of having broken bones and bruises, or even better yet, being beaten so bad that you’re wheeled out in a gurney. Families entrusted the state to take care of their loved ones. They wanted them to get better, they wanted them to come home and love them. Within the first 20 years of the Buffalo State Asylum, at least two families dropped off their loved ones, to have them come home bruised and worse than when they went in, or even worse, having to bury them due to the