Saturday, March 26, 2011

Some stood here.

Holy Trinity grammar school is no more. Its incarnation now occupies our former high school as an interparochial school. But the sturdy old building still remains and has new life as a condominium providing convenient housing for young professionals who commute to NYC. They may even use the Jersey Central as many of our parents did. That clarifying information was provided to me by Paul Younghans, as I had mistakenly assumed that it was probably intended as residences more for senior folk like................us!



Below, is the graduation photo of Holy Trinity School class of 1958. There are 38 of us on Charlie's present HTHS roster. Four, we know, have passed on. Does anyone know the whereabouts of any of the others? Click on any of these photos to enlarge for a better look.


As an extra bonus, Lou sent me her copy of the 8A class, presided over by Sr.Therese Concilio. She adds that when her youngest son attended Jefferson school she again met Patsy Agone, the young man in front of Bill Kervick. He was a custodian at Jefferson. Lou also mentioned that she and Mary Jane Taylor Slover and their husbands had a nice get-together about three years ago. Even though Mary Jane was not in HT grammar school, she's still one of Lou's good friends. A bond forged since high school. Lou does maintain yearly correspondences with Suzanne Will Babcock and Becky Maher Welter. Pam Dorne Venckus turned up at a local supermarket one day and Jim Caldora is still plying his masonry trade around town. I might add that a spirited discussion occurred over at Facebook™ after Stephanie Woodruff Visokay found and friended Frank Kroncke,.  He's the young man on the left directly behind Jim Caldora. But, "more than that I will not say".  [Try his name in the google.]


I managed to find my copy of the 8B class. Weren't we a happy looking group capably watched over by Sr. Miriam Theresa. [ Hat tip to Stephanie for both remembering her name when I could not and for that great line quoted above.]  Do any of you from this class remember Richard Moffitt and his cousin who were with us for a time and then vanished? Years later when Happy Days was on the tube, I was convinced that  Richard had to have been the inspiration for Fonzi.


And to think; there are people eating, sleeping, brushing their teeth and perhaps even blogging in these very class rooms right now. I wonder if they ever hear voices?

Here  are the rest of the photos from Lou and Ed's HT grammar school series.
Top and 8A photo credit: Lou and Ed Hogan

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Are you kidding me?! These are the greatest memories EVER!

Unknown said...

She gave us demerits of Sneezing!!! Crazy...

Nancy Whalen Goldsmith said...

After Lou's daughter's wedding in July, I got to tour one of the condos at our "old grammer school." My daughter Christine's friend lives there. It was really nice! The condo I visited was in the area of my First Grade Class with Sister Helen Ann. One thing that I did note was that the hallways seemed so narrow. My husband reminded me that things seem bigger when you are little. I guess, he is right.

Thanks Lou for the pictures, and especially to you Steve for all your efforts.

Anonymous said...

I pass by Holy Trinity so often and memories always pop-up. But I've never thought of stopping in and look around. What a great thing to do. Thanks for posting all these photos... they are great!
Mary (Baker)

Unknown said...

Thanks Lou and Steve for all your hard work. These pictures stir up so many memories, such as Sister Therese Concilio having us diagram everything. I particularly remember doing the Star Spangle Banner when more than half the class was home with Asian flu. Can't wait for the reunion Becky Maher Welter

Anonymous said...

Oh, Becky, I remember diagramming the Star Spangle Banner, too! I have often mentioned our doing that to different people over the years. Sister Therese was a great language arts teacher. Lou Bace Hogan

Dave Mottley said...

I remember being afraid of Sister Helen in 1st grade. I can't remember the kindergarten teacher though. I don't think that she was a nun. My partner there was Mike Soules. In later years, when it was time for diagramming I volunteered to clap the erasers.

Ted said...

9 o'clock Mass in the grammar School gym or up in front of the class on Monday morning for public humiliation !!!! Many a restless Sunday night waiting for the hammer to fall on Monday morning because my parents made me go to their 10 o'clock mass in the church !!