USF: NapaLee and I were late for the Psychology Club tour of Napa State Hospital. We were taken to a special ward and told that if we acted like doctors we had nothing to fear. Three wings stretched away from the wire-glassed nurses station in which we were briefed. Twenty men mostly overweight approached our enclosure sluggishly (most had been drugged). They stared at us as we went to see the dormitory and day room which a patient was painting. We also saw the medication closet in front of which a dozen men lined up to receive their scheduled drugs. The man painting the day room had worked for Disney till he cracked this was his first work in years. The wall was covered with cartoons showing Disney characters at Christmas (this was the middle of October). He suddenly grabbed my arm and ran me the long length of the room into a closet, slamming the door. It was only a small coffee room and he poured me a cup and another which he had before Id tried mine. He rapidly drank three more cups before the nurse ran in and grabbed him saying cheerily thats enough. After that we joined the others toured the grounds and heard a talk none of which I remember well. I do remember a beautiful flaxen-haired Christian Scientist who claimed to be gods mother saying she just loved shock treatments.