Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Waverly Hills, TB Heaven
I posted many more of these photos on Facebook, as well as Flickr, but I might as well have a few here, seeing as how I have mentioned Waverly Hills on my blog before. Situated on one of the highest hills in Louisville, this place is wild. Off the chain, as the young people say nowadays. 63,000 dead from tuberculosis, a good percentage of them kids. Being the only TB joint in the country, the doctors were allowed to act like Nazis. They laid sandbags on people for days at a time, they took ribs out of people. Two at a time, eventually reaching eight in total. So very little is known of what went on there in the 1930s. A nurse supposedly hung herself in Room 502. The place closed in the early 1970s, at that time it was just a nursing home. Enjoy the photos, gang.