My mom was an 8th grader in Rm 209 the day of the fire. I have spoken with her several times about that day, and it brings tears to both of our eyes every time. On the 50th Anniversary of the tragedy we read the Chicago Tribune together and cried again. She lost her cousin and several friends in the fire. Among the pictures published in the tribune’s anniversary story was of her aunt among other worried parents. I rarely talk about it with other people because I am not sure they can truly grasp the horrid innocent without speaking to someone who was there that day. I am starting to speak more about it because I don’t want the memory of the victims and families to be lost. I am thankful for this website. It is important to be able to continue to remember those involved and honor those who helped save many lives. My mom always says that if it weren’t for Father Joe she wouldn’t be alive. Thank you Father Joe for saving her life and the life of many others.
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