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Our Lady of the Angels (OLA) School Fire, December 1, 1958
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Personal Experiences with Our Lady of the Angels School Fire

If you have a personal experience, recollection or opinion about the December 1, 1958 Our Lady of the Angels school fire, whether you were present at the fire or not, you can relate it here. Any story or information is welcome as long as it relates to Our Lady of the Angels school fire.
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Posted by: Maryann On: 12/1/2008 ID: 428
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before Chicago-Visitation parish
I was 9 years old and it was my little brother's birthday. A small party had been planned and excitement was brewing in the house. For some reason the t.v. got clicked on while preparations were still being made and the terrible tragedy was unfolding in front of everyone's eyes. How sad for all that were involved in any way that day--the party was cancelled and the rest of the afternoon into evening was centered around the television and the news. We prayed aloud for all the lost souls that nite and were reminded often times after to be aware of fire always. I know I'll never forget that day
and the feelings of fear a nine year old can carry.
God bless the families and the survivors.


Posted by: Mary Beth On: 12/1/2008 ID: 427
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No After n/a
Today, on this 50th anniversary, I would just like to say to all the survivors, (family members, relatives, friends, etc.) you are in my thoughts and prayers everyday, but especially today. At two o'clock today I prayed that God could take us all back in time and make that sad, little boy not start this fire and all would be ok. Of course, for whatever reason, that was not God's plan. I pray for all those little, beautiful angels everyday and know that they are watching from above and probably have been so happy in heaven all of these years. I know they wish they could take away all of your grieving and sorrow. It is hard to look at their beautiful little faces in the picture memorials, so happy and sweet and innocent. Some of those little faces have stuck with me more than others and it just breaks my heart to think how their parents and families had to go on without them. I can not even begin to imagine the amount of pain and suffering to try to live on without your child with you. God bless all of you and may God give you the strength to go on and please know that there are so many people who are thinking of you and praying for you everyday. With much love and prayers, God bless and keep you.


Posted by: Meagan On: 12/1/2008 ID: 426
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No After n/a
I was not alive to see this happen, but as i heard and watched videos of this tarible event i stared to cry. It is so hard to see what has happen over the years due to fire safty needs not being met. I have never thought that a story fro so long ago could affect e like this. Once i had read and seen the movies on what happen on that tarible day i had to read more about it. All tough i cried i felt as if i needed to know about it. I feel so bad for everyone that was affected by this horible day, for if i am affected by it, and i wasnt there or even alive, i can not even begin to think of what the people who were there are going through. I am studying to be a fire fighter for reasons like this i would love to make a difference. I am sorry if this offened any one for i did not mean to. I am soooo sorry for everyone that was a part of what happen that horible day... and i hope that every one will find peace in this one day.....

Meagan Rabner
12/1/09


Posted by: Lynette Myles On: 12/1/2008 ID: 425
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before Chicago Ill
I was 7 years old and in the second grade at Fuller Elementary School in Chicago at the time. I will never forget the tragedy at Our Lady of the Angels. I vividly remembered my mother and teacher talking about the fire for days after the tragedy. My teacher spent time instructing us what to do in case of fire at our school. Also I remembered the number of fire drills we did at my school following the fire. My family moved from Chicago to St. Louis in 1960; I did not attend public schools after the move. After that, I attended parochial schools in St. Louis (St. Alphonsus Rock, St. Theresa, and St. Mark and St. Mark High School for girls until I attended college. I am deeply sorry for the families and my prayers will continue for them. I will never forget the tragedy at Our Lady of the Angels. My grief over the losses of the students is still intense today. I don't understand this myself but the tragedy has engulfed me more since September of this year. Recently, I finished the book about the fire that was published in 1996 and it brought back to me the stories I had heard from my second grade teacher at the time. I have been thinking and praying for the students and the families all day today and will continue to do so. I am so very sorry. I will never forget.


Posted by: Anyacat On: 12/1/2008 ID: 424
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before Austin Area
I attended OLA for religious instruction because my parents thought the school was too far for me to travel from our home on Ferdinand and Ridgeway. My closest friend escaped the fire (she was in room 208) because she told her mother she didn't want to go back after lunch. I remember the school as dark and scary. I remember the neighborhood well. I remember the horror of watching the drama unfold on television and later, the names of people I knew, reported as injured or dead. My poor mother was caught on the Chicago Avenue bus with two children, age 5 and 8, right at the intersection that provided an excellent view of the fire and children jumping from windows.


Posted by: Marge Marzullo Wilson On: 12/1/2008 ID: 423
Enrolled on 12/1/58? Present on 12/1/58? Injured? Age Grade Classroom Teacher
Yes Yes No 12 7 208 Sister Mary St. Canice
How can it be fifty years ago today? And the same day of the week. I didn't know this site existed until a few years ago and, it many ways, it was a comfort so many years past due. That day, Sister Mary Eunice, who JoAnn Pelletier (sp?)and I helped out before school, had asked us if we could come down before the end of school to help pass out birthday treats for one of her first graders. Sister Canice gave us permission and we left Room 208 early. I remember waving good-bye to my dear friend Patty Dryzmala who sat in the last seat of a row near the back door where we exited. We walked down the infamous stairway but there was nothing amiss. During the maybe 20-25 minutes we were with the first graders, I was asked to run to the convent which I did. Again, I saw or heard nothing unusual. Then the fire alarm. Thinking it just a drill, we got all the first graders dressed and led them out the doors on Avers. There I saw what will forever be apart of my life. I looked up at those windows and saw one nun pushing children out and saw lifeless uniformed bodies on the ground. We herded the children up Avers nearer Augusta avenue and waited. Somehow I was able to call home. My younger sister had died just a few years earlier and I wanted my mom to know I was okay. Then some of my classmates came down the street, no shoes and smelling of smoke but alive. That night, our phone rang constantly as some of my friends mothers were hoping their daughters were at our home. And I watched Frank Reynolds on TV as the names of my friends rolled by on the screen.
Until an OLA reunion many years ago, we never ever talked about what had shattered our childhoods. And for so long I prayed that God would show me why I was saved, what unbelievable thing was I meant to accomplish with my life. Not surpisingly, no clear answer came and the guilt many of us seemed to have felt remained for many years. I was also in NYC on 9/11,at the World Trade Center on 9/9 and 9/10, but nothing will compare to what happened 50 yrs. ago today.


Posted by: Betty Grenda On: 12/1/2008 ID: 422
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before South Milwaukee, Wisconsin
On December 1, l958 I was 20 years old and working in the medical records department at St. Francis Hospital in Milwaukee, WI. Because it was Marlene's 22 birthday that day, Sister Laurentine, our supervisor, permitted all 4 of us young ladies to go down on break together. When we returned to the office the radio which was often softly playing in the background had a newscast on about a fire raging in a school in Chicago. To this day I have never ever failed to recall this horrible tragedy not only on each December 1st but also at other times throughout the years. Now I live in Mt. Prospect, IL and belong to St. Emily's parish. The school in our parish was built very shortly after this tragic fire. It is one story tall and each classroom has its own exit door to the outside. May God bless all those people: children, parents, relatives, friends, teachers, firemen and rescuers whose lives have been so tragically impacted by this day in history.


Posted by: Kathy On: 12/1/2008 ID: 421
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before Suburban Milwaukee, Wisconsin
I'm stunned to learn that it has been 50 years since the terrible fire at Our Lady of the Angels. It was the first non-local news event that made an impression on me.

I was 7 1/2 years old and in third grade in a small town outside Milwaukee. I will never forget the picture that ran on the front page of the Milwaukee Journal, showing smoke streaming from the school building, or the stories of children jumping from windows to escape, some of them trailing fire as they fell.

I don't honestly remember if the fire was talked about at my school (part of which was an old building with wooden floors and stairways, like OLA). But it affected me very strongly on a personal level, young though I was. It was the first time I had realized that children my age could die.

It occurs to me now that my mother must have been newly pregnant with my youngest brothers at the time. She must surely have had one of those "what kind of a world am I bringing a child into?" moments. I wish I could ask her about it, but she died 2 years ago at 87.

I have found reading the personal contributions on this Web site very touching, especially the postings by relatives, friends, and neighbors of the children who died. When nieces and nephews, not born yet in 1958, write to say "I never knew my aunt/uncle but have heard the story all my life" or "My grandmother kept a picture of ___ close to her until the day she died" -- it conveys the "ripple effect" forward through the generations. When a hole is torn in the fabric of a family, the mark carries through all subsequent weaving.

It is obvious that there is much healing yet to do. Thank you for providing this forum for survivors to express themselves and to find each other. One never "gets over" such a tragedy, but perhaps there is a crumb of comfort, after all these years, in the connections made here, and in knowing that so many others remember, too, the day that their loved ones died.


Posted by: Marc Seeger On: 12/1/2008 ID: 420
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before Chicago
I went to visit and pray at the school site today. As I was nearing a fire truck and ambulance pulled out in front of me. They quickly were lost in the flow of traffic. I turned onto Avers from Grand and parked the car. When I got out and started walking a couple of blocks south, I saw several firetrucks and a crowd gathering. I thought that it was a memorial service, but no, it was a fire on the 800 block of Avers, right around the corner from the school. When I got there, there were
several firetrucks and a couple of ambulances. No one was hurt, but an apartment had been gutted by fire. It was on the second story, and as I peered through the iron gate, I saw a ladder leaning against the wall that did not quite reach to the second story of the building. This was today on 12/01/08! The similarities were uncanny.

I was then going to head to the school. Just then I heard the fire captain say that all the firemen could leave. (There were around 20-25; I had never seen so many firemen before.) He told a couple of the firemen that he was heading over to the school. He went with two other firemen, and I followed. The captain went up to the memorial to pray. As he was leaving I gave him a copy of my testimonial, #212 on this
website. Then I spent time praying by name for all of the relatives and friends of the victims name by name.

To those of you still suffering, know that Jesus is as alive today as he was 50 years ago, that He cares about you, and that He wants to carry your sorrows and burdens. He said, "Come to Me all who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls." God also spoke prophetically of the Messiah in Isaiah 53 when he said, "Surely, our griefs He himself bore, and our sorrows He carried." Know that God cares for you. He did not cause the fire or the deaths. He longs to meet your every need. God bless you in your search for His love, comfort, grace, and peace.

Marc Seeger

Feel free to email me at:mseeger@comcast.net


Posted by: Sandy Schuster On: 12/1/2008 ID: 419
At OLA on 12/1/58? Born before or after 12/1/58? Where Lived on 12/1/58?
No Before About 50 miles north of Green Bay, Wisconsin.
I was a freshman in a very small town high school, but lived about 10 miles out of town on a small farm. Having lived in Chicago and it's suburbs prior to 1953 with many relatives still living in and around Chicago, I felt very connected to that city. Fifty years ago today, I came home from school by bus to find my mother listening to the radio and crying her heart out. As she was telling me what was happening and I, too, listened to the radio my tears joined hers. I cried myself to sleep that night and for many nights after. The thought of all those children dying in a fire was overwhelming to me. A week or so later my grandmother (who lived in Chicago and actually went to the funeral) sent us some Chicago newspapers with pictures. There was one picture in particular that I can see in my mind's eye today as clearly as I saw it then. It was of a beautiful young mother watching the school on fire. Until I die, I will never forget the total helplessness and sadness in her eyes as the flames reflected off her face. Every December first for 50 years, I've remembered those "angels" and their loved ones. I never let my children go to any school that I thought might be a firetrap. That fire has affected my life to this day. It's still my saddest memory from my childhood.