tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750826612004321375.post4501225761897676419..comments2024-02-23T18:13:50.944-08:00Comments on Linton Hall Military School alumni memories: Linton Hall Military School, and how it sucked up our parents' moneyLinton Hall Cadethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10600017413387458345noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750826612004321375.post-91344087278463100712015-06-13T14:58:10.962-07:002015-06-13T14:58:10.962-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750826612004321375.post-31907905248104801402014-11-22T19:10:44.471-08:002014-11-22T19:10:44.471-08:00You always hear about the atrocities that priests ...You always hear about the atrocities that priests afflict on children but you never hear about the nuns...I'm glad to know I wasn't the only one they tortured...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750826612004321375.post-11393277769092877362014-01-12T19:34:23.812-08:002014-01-12T19:34:23.812-08:00I attended Linton Hall approx 1963.
It should hel...I attended Linton Hall approx 1963. <br />It should help you understand what you are about to read knowing that my father was in the habit of beating all (1 girl & 3 boys) of his children somewhat severely and regularly, I got the worst beatings being the “namesake son”. So I had been somewhat conditioned to beatings and pain in general but not to the extent common at Linton Hall.<br /><br />But Dad never put me in blinding agony the way the nuns and a man called “Bill” did quite regularly. Bill and the nuns were always quite deliberate in their methodologies, and seemed to enjoy how much agony you were in as long as you kept your mouth shut. If you said anything, or simply collapsed from the pain, they just put you back in the pain inducing position to step up the pain level until you shut up and forced yourself to continue and your failure to be able to “do it right the first time” meant you did it even LONGER! <br />I think this is called sadism. Sadists are people that derive pleasure from hurting others or seeing the others hurt. Sadists don’t like to experience the pain themselves, they only enjoy giving pain to others<br />.<br />I had a problem with my knees for 20+ years after I left Linton Hall. My knees would swell up for no apparent reason, accompanied by excruciating pain that lasted for a day or two. I had to spend a day or two lying down, just waiting for the pain to stop. Drugs didn’t help much for some reason. It finally dawned on me it was from being forced to squat in such a way as to cause blinding agony for hours on end at Linton Hall. <br />In our military services (army navy marines ect) today this is called an advanced TORTURE technique. <br /><br />I understand Bill was given some sort of award recently for his part in dispensing “discipline” on the cadets. Bill was a master of inflicting blinding pain, for protracted amounts of time… without leaving any marks. The nuns had their own methods of inflicting the same blinding level of pain. <br /><br />I would like to see Bill just one more time and inflict the same pain on him just like he used to do to the cadets. Lets see if he enjoys receiving for a change. I doubt he can take his own medicine for as long as he forced it on us… in just one session.<br />I am no longer the small defenseless little boy he abused back then. <br /><br />I understand Sister Mary David O.S.B is still there also. You never forget those that hurt you the most. <br />I have hoped they were all dead by now but I saw them there about 10 years ago. So apparently the torture goes on… and on… They say, the Bible says, “spare the rod, spoil the child”. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Even today I don’t remember anything I could have done to justify this level of abuse. If I knew of anyone doing these things to any child today… I could end up in prison. Turn about is fair play in my book. After all I was only about 11 or 12 years old. <br /><br />Sometimes a nun named Sister Vincent would send another cadet, that she knew hated you for some reason, to beat you up for her. I don’t think I ever saw her smile. She always looked like she would rather be anywhere else. <br />Sister Vincent always carried a 2ft long 2X2 board with her to hit us with.<br />The nuns were actually quite dangerous. Sister Vincent once threw that 2 foot section of wood at me with force sufficient to put a significant dent in a steel locker door. She would have hit my head had I not seen her, out the corner of my eye, when she threw it and dodged the hit. <br />To this day I can still see the blur as it passed less than a foot in front of my face and I still remember how loud the bang was when that section of wood hit that steel locker door… less than 2 feet away. <br />I remember her not being particularly friendly at any time. Sometimes she would send another cadet, that she knew hated you for some reason, to beat you up for her.<br /><br />If you ask them if this has changed… and they say things are very different today… are you still going to send your child there???<br /><br />Linton Hall victim approx 1964.<br /><br /><br />E<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com