The Cuckoo Papers: A Look at Misperceptions and Mistakes
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A description and life style of some of the patients who were committed at the State Hospital in Texas.
From the cells in a tunnel to grated wards.
Jerry Beauchamp
Working on the staff over ten years as an employee at the San Antonio State Hospital as an ward attendant, Industrial Therapist and then Vocational Counselor. I enrolled in state sponsored education program in connection with San Antonio College and the Board of Hospitals and Special Schools that eventually lead to certified Psychiatric Technician. After completing the required courses for the technician status. There was a deep interest for me to do more for the housed patients at the mental hospital. Soon there was an opening for a vocational counselor. In order for me to work in this capacity more education was required in psychology where I studied through Extension Courses sponsored by the University of Texas. Later, I studied at the Institute For Crippled and Disabled in New York City, sponsored by New York University and the Southern Regional Education Board. This additional schooling was completed a certificate as Vocational Counselor and pre-vocational unit supervisor was awarded. One of my ambitions was to begin a Sheltered Workshop to be located at the mental hospital. The first Sheltered Workshop began at the hospital and was the first of any such program in any Texas State Hospital. Many patients, some that had been hospitalized for more than twenty years had never been able to work for pay. During my tenure in this capacity over 80 patients learned a trade that enabled them to gain employment. Some were able to go outside of the hospital, work and then return at night to rest and sleep. The Sheltered Workshop provided them the counseling, vocational training, money management, how to ride public transportation and job placement. After resigning from the hospital employment was obtained as a general insurance agent for a large insurance company. I was elected to the school board at East Central Independent School District for over nine years as Board Member and President of the Board. My career included two terms in the Texas Legislature as a State Representative. I presently operate my insurance business here in San Antonio, Texas in my forty eighth year.
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The Cuckoo Papers - Jerry Beauchamp
© 2013 by Jerry Beauchamp. All rights reserved.
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Published by AuthorHouse 07/02/2015
ISBN: 978-1-4772-8495-7 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4772-8494-0 (e)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2012922990
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Contents
Preface
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Bibliography
Dedication
This book is dedicated to my children: Sharon, Teri, Joe, Susie, and Mary Ann. As young children, they witnessed many mental cases and happenings during our time residing at the mental hospital. The hospital became a part of their early lives.
I also dedicate this to my loving wife, who lived every moment of this experience with me and who always supported my efforts to treat mentally ill patients. As a registered nurse, she was able to council me and the family during our eleven years at the San Antonio State Hospital. May God bless my wife, Clara Walker Beauchamp.
I must also give much credit to a fine dedicated doctor who, in my opinion, became the best superintendent the hospital ever experienced. A hospital of that type needs a Christian gentleman to oversee the treatments and care of the mentally ill. Dr. E. W. Bennett was that person.
Preface
In this book, I cover the early days of my adult life, which include almost eleven years of employment and schooling at an old mental hospital in San Antonio, Texas. There I met my beautiful wife while she was studying psychiatry as a student nurse. We married and later resided on the hospital campus. We were fortunate to birth five children as we lived on the employee campus, which was called SASH Village. Thus, my job at the hospital was a profession that involved my entire family.
Let me take you back to my beginnings prior to my work and study at this hospital.
Chapter 1
My Beginnings
I attended and graduated high school in the western part of Texas in the little town known of Ft. Stockton. The population was only about six thousand back in the late 1940s and into 1950 when I graduated from Ft. Stockton High School.
My father was an engineer for the Texas Highway Department. We lived in a very modest home in town. I remember the walls of our house were a foot thick. Located on Callahan Street, the home was an adobe building with plaster on the inside and outside. Central air was un-thought of in this era. However, it was fairly cool in the summer if we stayed inside; the thick walls protected the inside of the home from scorching west Texas heat. In the winter we turned on the natural gas space heater and the inside walls sometimes began to sweat. The home was probably more than seventy or eighty years old. Each adobe brick had been crafted by hand. I lived there more than sixty years ago and the modest Mexican built home is still standing. That would make it at least 150 years old as I write this book.
Back then Ft. Stockton was the hub of several road connections to towns like Alpine, Marathon, Sanderson, Monahan, and Great Falls. The area was very dry and hot during the summer days, but after sunset a cool breeze made the nights pleasant. I remember in early fall while traveling down Main Street I saw hundreds of tumbleweeds tumbling down the street past all the store fronts. The tumbleweeds were sometimes as big as washtubs.
On his way to work my father would drop my brother, sister and I at school. We lived about two miles from the school. As no school busses operated in our neighborhood, the other alternative was to walk, which we did many times. In the winter, after riding in the rumble seat of my father’s 1936 Terraplane, my brother and I would arrive at school with our hair frozen stiff. It was still better than walking.
I graduated from Ft. Stockton High School in 1950. The next year my parents decided to move to San Antonio. My brother, Bud, stayed in Ft. Stockton and lived with the high school principal and his two sons. Bud was a good football player and, reluctant to lose his talent, the principal asked Bud to move in with his family. Bud lived with them until he graduated about two years later.
My father’s position as a highway engineer gave me an opportunity to find summer employment with road contractors who knew him from our time in Pecos County, Texas. My father recommended me to a contractor, and I began working as a surveyor. I had learned a lot from my father about the road-building business. He taught me how to use and read the instruments and blueprints I used everyday in the highway surveyor job.
For three months one summer during school vacation, I was hired to work in the Big Bend National Park. Big Bend did not have paved roads then. Our job was to survey the desert and build a road down into the park from Marfa, Texas. Given that Big Bend was a National Park, we could not alter the environment in any way. This included killing living things, including rattlesnakes. If we saw a rattlesnake, we were told to turn and go around it. Preserving the environment also included replacing the desert stones we unearthed during constructions back on top of the ground.
Only the roadbed could be excavated. There could be no man-made ditches or even a water runoff trench next to the roadway. While I worked there it didn’t rain much on site, but it did in the mountains. The runoff sometimes flooded the area and water covered the roads without any warning. Sometimes a stream of water a mile wide would suddenly appear. The water completely covered the road construction area. In an hour or two, we were in the middle of dry land again. This was strange indeed since there had been no visible rain clouds to warn us.
The scenery was a sight to behold. Great mountains with large trees were all around us. Trees were scarce in the desert near Ft. Stockton, so this was all new to me. It was extremely hot during the daylight hours, but at night I needed a light blanket while sleeping, even during the summer months.
On my first day I arrived at the end of a road in the vast park. An old Adobe ranch house stood ready to greet me. This old house was my living quarters for at least three months. The road contractor had hired a cook from some nearby ranch. The food was very good and plentiful. The cook served big breakfasts and packed all the road hands a sack lunch.
We returned to the house around 6:30 p.m. each day and enjoyed a big supper. There was a makeshift shower that we all made good use of. Water was provided from a windmill and earthen water tank. It took several minutes to wash off all the dust from the roadwork. Most of us showered before we ate, but some of the hands did not shower until after they had finished the supper meal.
There were a couple of radios for us to enjoy. The only drawback for me was that all the music and other programs were in Spanish. Big Bend Park was too remote to pick up American radio stations. When the radio was on it played a station from Mexico; Oneija, Mexico, I think. That was the only outside entertainment available. I recall advertisements on the radio from some doctor. He was always talking about goat gland surgery
that would take care of a man’s impotence. The surgery was performed just across the border in Mexico.