The first step was to collect all of these unique patients into one facility as quickly as possible.  One of the doctors, Jeremiah, graciously offered the use of his home.  It was a large structure that had been previously occupied only by himself and his wife, a nurse.  I am fortunate enough to have a photograph in my office of Jeremiah and his lovely wife, standing at the entrance of their home, circa 1865.

Their home was offered with the intention of being temporary, only until a more suitable facility could be built.  The location for where such an asylum should reside was debated for so many years that by the time construction was actually under way, Jeremiah had passed away.  His wife remained a dedicated nurse to the patients, even moving into the new facility once it was completed.  Although their story could never be told due to the surrounding secrecy, I felt that it was time the world knew of the couple who sacrificed their home and their lives for a greater cause.