Old Sacred Heart Hospital, Pensacola

Diana and I explored Pensacola's Old Sacred Heart Hospital yesterday.

She was born there. I was not.

The day was grey and the light was not optimal for photographs, but we made do.

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We started with lunch at O'zone Pizza Pub, in the basement of the old building.

Then we poked around the hospital interior.

There are a few offices but the building is essentially unchanged, from the solid oak doors to the shiny copper pipes.

I could imagine the Daughters of Charity with their white cornettes, gliding down the halls on hidden feet.

We peered, but were not allowed onto the upper floors.

Mary is visible through a rear window.  Strange.