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Facility Question and Answers / Re: Ruth Home of Compassion
« on: November 30, 2010, 03:43:33 PM »
This is for 'scottnsunny'. Thanks for pointing out that you are their grandchild. Of course you would not have been treated the same way we were. 'Aunt Dot' was never the same person when others were around. She was even a little nicer when 'Uncle Bert' was there. She had her picks, and if you don't remember Tika being one of them you are having memory issues. In case YOU don't remember, Susie lost her good standing with 'Aunt Dot'. She was so afraid she would be treated like some of the rest of us she slit her both arms repeatedly from wrist to elbow with a pair of scissors...horrible, very deep gashes...and was NEVER taken to the doctor. Good Old Colleen patched her up. Or what about the girl (I won't share her name) who drank the Draino, trying to commit suicide? What about the little diabetic girl who snuck into the M&M's, knowing they could kill her (she received insulin injections daily form Colleen), and went into a coma? They HAD to take her to the hospital or risk her death. Lots of girls in there tried suicide, and many more wanted to.
From what I can gather, they got closed down in Rome around 1980 and moved to Calhoun. And they may not have been horrible to you, and 'Aunt Dot' may get letters from other girls who were her 'picks', but YOU WERE NOT ONE OF US. YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT SHE DID TO US. And by the way, I was neither pregnant nor a drug addict when I showed up there at 12 years old. I was a runaway. My home life was rough. And being there made things worse. You may not have been taught God was sitting on ready to destroy you if you blinked wrong, BUT WE WERE. So don't tell me what they were like to us. However they treated you is YOUR business. How they treated me and the other girls is mine.
From what I can gather, they got closed down in Rome around 1980 and moved to Calhoun. And they may not have been horrible to you, and 'Aunt Dot' may get letters from other girls who were her 'picks', but YOU WERE NOT ONE OF US. YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT SHE DID TO US. And by the way, I was neither pregnant nor a drug addict when I showed up there at 12 years old. I was a runaway. My home life was rough. And being there made things worse. You may not have been taught God was sitting on ready to destroy you if you blinked wrong, BUT WE WERE. So don't tell me what they were like to us. However they treated you is YOUR business. How they treated me and the other girls is mine.