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| Photo by Naaman Fletcher |
In talking with Dorothy about life at Partlow State School, It sounded as
though there were attempts in later years to enrich the lives of the residents
through volunteer efforts. It was the
federal court, however, that mandated changes in the institution and insisted
that residents be equipped for greater independence outside the institution. In the Wyatt v. Stickney case, United States District Judge Frank M. Johnson
ruled that residents at Partlow State School were being denied their
constitutional right to treatment. There was some stark and shocking
eye-witness testimony entered in those court proceedings back in 1971. Here are
a couple of examples:
“I think if you walk through Partlow, you can see. . . the
effect – the people who begin to become involved in eccentric mannerisms, the
rocking back and forth, peculiar behavior mechanisms, the people who sit in a
semi-stupor in a place, without any activity, the people who slowly deteriorate
and turn to the simple elements of human behavior .... We have ample
documentation in this country that individuals who come to institutions and can
walk stop walking, who come to institutions and can talk will stop talking, who
come to institutions and can feed themselves will stop feeding themselves; in other
words, in many other ways, a steady process of deterioration.”
“The food was slopped out unceremoniously by the working
residents. There was a kind of a cake ... as part of the meal, and it was
handed out by the working residents using their hands and dropping it on the
trays. There were no knives or forks. Many of the residents ate with their
hands ....”
(The Yale Law Journal, Vol. 84: 1338, 1975 footnote, p 1350)
So it was that the landmark case in
federal court would set the wheels in motion for Dorothy and many others like
her to find a fuller life outside the institution. This is how Dorothy
describes those transitional times:
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At
Partlow we couldn’t even go off the premises. It was that way for years and
years until the Shriners – I think that’s what you call it – they started
getting it together where we could go out and have more privileges than we did.
Sometimes we didn’t have much privileges.
I had a case manager who used to take me up to the canteen and take me
out for coffee and everything.
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| Partlow columns |
I remember the first time I went out with somebody. I went out with another girl’s sponsor. We went to some place in town. We had lunch at this restaurant and the plates would be sent out on a conveyer belt. It went so fast you’d have to get you plate off or it would run off on the other end. I well remember that. Then after I come down here she wrote to me.
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wrote to you and got your packages out on Christmas or Thanksgiving; Easter or
Valentines. They’d take you out sometime or sometime they would just send you
cards.
Getting Us Ready to Leave Partlow
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| Partlow staircase |
I went
for a little while to rehab and that was how I got out. The day they said I
could leave, I was so glad I didn’t know what to do. They sent me down to
Thomasville to that Thomasville Resource Center. I think I was down there a year and a
half.
It was
alright, I lived in a house and then they moved me to another house with three
more people. I stayed down there a long time.
I was there two or three months. They put me to live with an older
couple. I didn’t want to stay with them and I ran away. In a day or so, they
came and took me back to Thomasville. I had a job at a little old motor court.
I had to change beds, and mop and sweep. They paid me about $10. That was the
first time I got paid for doing work.
I went
to a cooking class when I was in Thomasville, and I had to learn how to use a
coin operated laundry when I first came to live in the group home [at St.
Andrew’s Foundation in Birmingham]. Then
I got to interview with Jim and Harry and I got to come to Birmingham. The house I was supposed to move into caught
fire, and that delayed me, then I had to wait another long time.
We had
to get on a school bus when we went shopping. We would go about 12 miles to
ride to the Delchamps grocery store. There was a restaurant called Delmars. We
couldn’t go there unless somebody took us. I think I’ve really really been down
the grist mill.
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| Inside an empty room at what was Partlow State School |
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Work cited:
“The Wyatt
Case: Implementation of a Judicial Decree Ordering Institutional Change,” The Yale Law Journal, Vol. 84: 1338,
1975.
About the Photographs:
The pictures above were taken by Naaman Fletcher on the premises of Partlow State School years after the institution was closed down. They are featured on his blog What's Left of Birmingham at http://leftbirmingham.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html .
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