Albany Hospital for the Incurables

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• Patricia (Cable) Wright says:

  June 28, 2023 at 4:16 pm

  Our sister, Merle L Cable (1942-1946) was admitted here in 1943. She died there in 1946. She had Spina Bifida. Her mother died young at 28 years of age and the “family” made this decision. We ,her brother and I, her half sister, were never told where she had been institutionalized or where she was buried. I just found out today by sending for her NY state death certificate. My heart aches at the discovery. June 28, 2023

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• Bernice Hopkins says:

  March 20, 2025 at 3:44 pm

  In 1961 my mother found out her mother was there Gladys Marion Rose, we visited until her death, it sad how many years she was there or if anyone visited. She died with no answers to why or how she got there or how long she was there. I spoke to a few members of her family and they said she never had children, but my uncle and mother are proof she did have children, always looking for answers.

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• Nancy McGahay says:

  September 30, 2025 at 11:47 am

  I grew up across the street. McCarty Avenue was cobblestones, so we looked for paved places to ride our bikes. The parking lot was paved, as were the roads around the building. From the parking lot, you could go left or right at the entrance opening which had a circular green area – to the left to go around the front, to the right to go to the back where the kitchens were. Towards the lawn but not in front was the sun porch where the patients sat in nice weather. My sister and I often drove our bikes around the building. We sometimes chatted with the patients. They loved it till the nurses would come and yell at us. The front yard was chestnut trees which we collected and made necklaces out of. I remember smelling the food cooking. I went inside with my older sister once and I think there was a spiral staircase. Nurses and some staff walked up our street to go to work.

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