My husband is a champ. When I suggested we take the entire family to Western North Carolina for a week long spring break, he agreed without reservation. I wanted to show him the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains, explore Asheville, and share with him Spruce Pine and Bakersville in Mitchell County. I also wanted to return to Broughton Hospital to show him where Hannah died.
But then I had an idea. When I began my research on Hannah, I contacted Broughton (formerly known as Morganton State Hospital) for information regarding Hannah's time there. I filled out some forms and soon received some information (albeit very little) via mail about Hannah's stay. I didn't learn much, but what I did learn was incredibly valuable to me.
But I still longed to see more. So I contacted the librarian at Broughton, and she agreed to let me visit during our spring break in North Carolina.
Let me say that from the time I arrived at the check-in desk for visitors and throughout my visit, I was treated with the utmost kindness and hospitality. All the people I came into contact with showed me a great deal of empathy regarding Hannah, and even though I didn't discover much more, I was able to look through various record books and ledgers to see Hannah's information, diagnosis, and even some photos that allowed me to put a clearer picture with her time in Morganton. The librarian allowed me to photograph freely as long as I respected the patients' confidentiality, past and present.
Although I didn't discover more than I already knew, I feel like the photos I captured speak much louder than anything I could write. So I'll allow them to exist on their own.