Helen Cryan

Oh God. Please don't remind me of St. Michael's. Everytime I think of that place, it makes me sad and sometimes it makes me sick. Nothing ever bad happened to me when I stayed there but oh just seeing others post about their stays there. I remember the big room where a bunch of us girls each had our own bed and that every night we said a bedtime prayer and we did another one when we first got up in the morning. I remember the cabinet that we had for our uniforms and our good clothes and that on Sundays, family came to visit us. I remember those days, as that was when my grandparents would come and visit me. This was in the 60's about the time I was 7 or 8 years old. I remember the Nuns and that some of them were very strict but others were so kind and nice. I remember the fathers as well, and going to class and that on certain days we had to wear beanies that matched our uniforms. I may have been a little girl back then but I'm 61 now and I can still remember it. I'm sorry that they tore it down. I really loved that place as a child. I was never put up for adoption, I was just a foster child when I lived there.:relieved::relieved: