As it turned out, a neighbor found Sharon and took her home.
From Sharon's other sister, Janet: “We all grew up hearing all the stories from my grandmother.
Sharon lived with her grandparents and mother on Iowa Street, about three blocks from OLA.
When her grandmother heard about the fire, she left Sharon's 3-year-old sister sleeping in the house to go search for Sharon.
Clara lived on Thomas Street at the time of the fire along with her parents Philip and Jessie Di Maso and, sister Rose Marie. I do not remember their names, but I would like to thank them for getting me home safely. I remember hearing the sirens and seeing the fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances all going very fast, westbound on Chicago Avenue.
Luckily, my babysitter who walked me to and from school made it out of the fire ok and came to get me to walk me home along with a friend of hers.
Instead, I was in 1st grade at Joseph Hall down the street on Hamlin Ave. On the day of the fire, my mother was walking to school to pick me up.
I remember when we moved to Carpentersville and in 2nd grade?
in art class, the class was told to paint something that we could remember. The art teacher sent me to the principals office because as I later learned she felt I was 'not all there! I never returned to that school.“My mother was married at Our Lady of the Angels Church in October 1952.”Mary was one of the youngest students enrolled at OLA on December 1, 1958, because “my mother was allowed to enroll me in Kindergarten when I was 4 .” Fortunately, Mary was at home with a fever on the day of the fire, and therefore was not subjected to viewing the horrors unfolding at her school. I remember I was at home when my mother received a phone call from a neighbor friend, (Grace Noverini) that the school was on fire.
As we were trying to get away from the school I remember seeing huge firetrucks and hearing people screaming and crying. I saw fire trucks that I had never seen before flying down the street.
The streets and sidewalks were very slippery because I remember falling.”Rick attended morning Kindergarten and was fortunately at home at the time of the fire. I didn't know what was on fire, but I remember thinking, 'There must be a big fire someplace!
As she recalls, “It was almost the end of the school day and I remember a few moms running into our classroom hysterically crying. Many of the students in my class were upset because they had older brothers or sisters in [main] the school building. When my mom returned home that evening, everything that she was wearing reeked of smoke.”Richard escaped without injury and today  is a Chicago Police Officer.