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General View of Mount Loretto Staten Island, N.Y., Digital ID 104622, New York Public LibraryThis picture is at Mount Loretto, which was founded as Catholic orphanage on Staten Island in the late 19th century. It is still operating today, but it is not really an orphanage anymore; it is more of a social service agency. They recently built a CYO on its grounds and it has become a community center, with inside basketball courts and meeting rooms.

The church in the picture is still standing, but the buildings on either side are gone. In the early 1970's the exterior of the church was used in a scene from the famous movie The Godfather. There was a fire at the church shortly after the filming; only the facade was still standing. The church was rebuilt and was in operation again a few years later.

Mount Loretto is located about a mile from the Tottenville Library.

For more information, check out these two websites:

http://mountloretto.org/document/18621

http://www.miv-mountloretto.org/home.html

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My Dad and Mom Worked at ML

I am thrilled to see the posts from so many whose lives were touched by the work of the sisters and brothers there at the orphanage. By any chance, does anyone remember a brother by the name of Henry (Enrique) Pulgar. He was my father who came to this country from S.A. Chile in the late 50's and worked at the school there. In a short time, he met my mother (Juanita Boyd) who came to work with the girls I suppose and low and behold, they fell in love. If the name rings a bell, please write me. I am in the process of writing a paper for school on my family and it would be amazing to hear from someone.

Father and brothers ..

Hi , my father Anthony Morabito and his two brothers Joseph and Andrew were there sometime in the 1950's...... Curious if anyone knew them ... Thank you

Father and brothers ..

Hi , my father Anthony Morabito and his two brothers Joseph and Andrew were there sometime in the 1950's...... Curious if anyone knew them ... Thank you

LOOKING FOR ANYONE WHO KNEW SONIA PIZZARRO AND SISTERS

I OWED THIS GIRL MY LIFE.

LOOKING FOR ANYONE WHO KNEW SONIA PIZZARRO AND SISTERS

I OWED THIS GIRL MY LIFE.

msl

I was at mt.Loretto from 1959_61,3 of my sisters and 3 of my brothers were there also.it was a pretty good place,I remember Sr Fidelous(spelling?),it's obviously a long time ago,I've always been called Peggy by my family,but I wasn't allowed to use a nickname when I was there so I'm wondering if anyone remembers Margaret Byrnes.I'd love to hear from anyone who does,esp.Patty Graham.

Mount Loretto Betz, Duffy, Sullivan , Lynch

1800's looking for information on Joseph Betz, Louis Betz, Joe Duffy, Members of Sullivan or Lynch families. How to obtain records from Mount Loretto?

Lord as a child I had no idea

Lord as a child I had no idea what was happening to me by sent me to MIV but today I want to thank you it was the best home I had as a child you put me in the right place at the right time my love comes from you MIV made me who I am today In God we truth .RIP for the fathers and nuns who care for me as a person thank you .As a single mom am proud of myself and my family.Amen

Mount Loretta

Hi I was there from 1945 to 1954 if anyone remembers please e mail me , I also had a brother Johnny Usher, he was more popular.

1956-59

my name is tony Bonviso I was in mount Loretto in the mid to late fifty's from saint Anthony to saint John's

Omega house 83-87

Looking for people who were in Omega house from 83-87. Contact me John Ruffino at (347)776-8935

1956-1959

My name is Tony Bonviso, I was at mount Loretto from thirteen to seventeen; 1956 to Dec 24, 1959; saint Anthony's to saint John's. When I made my break through the shadows on that long ago snow cold christmass eve catching the bus on hyland blvd to the Staten island ferry and freedom of the sixties walking distance from Greenwich Village. I had a hard time at the home with lots of detention, standing for hours but far worse was the beating's, the worst from the barnells putting me in the infirmary for three days. There were the good times: 'the dances with the sweet smelling girls from saint Lizzy's like Millie Obrian, Carol Thompson , Mary jane kachik, all of which I never got up the nerve to ever actually talk to... But I can still remember my fist dance with a girl that we never hardly ever got to see aside from high holly day's across the aisle at church. The best was on a Halloween night when along with my pals Vinny Larosa, the jackson twins, Lenny and Lonie, Mike Primmano, Orlando jimaness, josepoh Delenardo, john sacarisen, and I went on a raid across the cow field up to the girls side and I got my first kiss from a girl they called Miss Holywood. During my stay there were some fantastic people like Eddie the butcher , brother Elliot, brother John, Farther Salmon and Mysenior Brown. They called me schemer and unlike many of the boy's I was able to scheme out of going to the meat grinder in vietnam where my one time good friend, Steve macqen enrolled in the homes ROTC program and was killed in action .. My racket job at trade school was as the editor for the scroll the saint Joseph first trade school newspaper; where brother John would see to it "that those rock and roll hair styles were no where in sight." My favorite times were at the beach where I was chased down off the metal light house by a coast guard helicopter and one day me and this pal of mine Gerald saved some guy from drowning; in gratitude he gave us the small dingy which we proudly carried back. I'm now seventy two year's old; Ive had an amazing (I survived it) life that I would not ever have had if it had not been for that life changing institutionalized soul scarring experience. Before MIV I was in a boys home in sparkill NY where the nun's beat us with rulers, straps, etc... It's the hardest for a little boy. Or a moma's boy who would not fight back. I remember this boy whom I thought was a nice guy and a friend and that I told how some kid had punched me in the face and then the guy I thought was a friendly nice guy punched me in the mouth saying "like this!" I pity the many kid's like me who suffered in silence in the name of Jesus and all his questionable saints. I'm sorry that whole stinking place didn't burn down to the ground

1956-1959

My name is Tony Bonviso, I was at mount Loretto from thirteen to seventeen; 1956 to Dec 24, 1959; saint Anthony's to saint John's. When I made my break through the shadows on that long ago snow cold christmass eve catching the bus on hyland blvd to the Staten island ferry and freedom of the sixties walking distance from Greenwich Village. I had a hard time at the home with lots of detention, standing for hours but far worse was the beating's, the worst from the barnells putting me in the infirmary for three days. There were the good times: 'the dances with the sweet smelling girls from saint Lizzy's like Millie Obrian, Carol Thompson , Mary jane kachik, all of which I never got up the nerve to ever actually talk to... But I can still remember my fist dance with a girl that we never hardly ever got to see aside from high holly day's across the aisle at church. The best was on a Halloween night when along with my pals Vinny Larosa, the jackson twins, Lenny and Lonie, Mike Primmano, Orlando jimaness, josepoh Delenardo, john sacarisen,Joe Delanardo and I went on a raid across the cow field up to the girls side and I got my first kiss from a girl they called Miss Holywood. During my stay there were some fantastic people like Eddie the butcher , brother Elliot, brother John, Farther Salmon and Mysenior Brown. They called me schemer and unlike many of the boy's I was able to scheme out of going to the meat grinder in vietnam where my one time good friend, Steve macqen enrolled in the homes ROTC program and was killed in action .. My racket job at trade school was as the editor for the scroll the saint Joseph first trade school newspaper; where brother John would see to it "that those rock and roll hair styles were no where in sight." My favorite times were at the beach where I was chased down off the metal light house by a coast guard helicopter and one day me and this pal of mine Gerald saved some guy from drowning; in gratitude he gave us the small dingy which we proudly carried back. I'm now seventy two year's old; Ive had an amazing (I survived it) life that I would not ever have had if it had not been for that life changing institutionalized soul scarring experience. Before MIV I was in a boys home in sparkill NY where the nun's beat us with rulers, straps, etc... It's the hardest for a little boy. Or a moma's boy who would not fight back. I remember this boy whom I thought was a nice guy and a friend and that I told how some kid had punched me in the face and then the guy I thought was a friendly nice guy punched me in the mouth saying "like this!" I pity the many kid's like me who suffered in silence in the name of Jesus and all his questionable saints. I'm sorry that whole stinking place didn't burn down to the ground

Fraumeni

Hello, I just found out that my father Robert (Bobby) , his brother Joseph (Joe), and sister Marie Fraumeni were in this home as children. I do not know the year but maybe someone remembers them and can give me an approx. time they were there, thanks for any help!!!!!

hi to people that know me

I want know if anyone knows what happened to gumby oj and all the other people from the other house

Records from Mt. Loretto

If anyone is looking for old records from Mt. Loretto, please feel free to contact me at 718-3172827 or via email at mdecristofano@mountloretto.org. Our records date back to the 1800's.

Old Records from Mt. Loretto

If anyone is interested in obtaining records from Mt. Loretto, please contact me at 718-317-2827 or email at mdecristofano@mountloretto.org. Our records date back to the 1800's Thank you

I was a Mission Kid from 1974 to 1979

I want to extend my deepest sympathies to those of you who experienced mental and physical hardships while living at Mount Loretto. Of course none of us wanted to be there, but for whatever reason, that place became our home for a while. When I was there, I was first placed at St. Elizabeth's, and like many of you, I remember Sister Helen and her mean ways. Fortunately, we were all sent to the other side, the new dorms of St. Joseph and the Davis Cottage, the experiment in independent living. I learned true compassion and empathy for other people while living there, and I owe that to my friends David and Debbie and Dorothy and Mart. They became the family I no longer had on the 'outside', and to this day, I am in contact with David and Debbie. My boyfriend Sammy Ibarra was one of the toughest kids there; I will never forget him. The counselor who was the most influential was Miss Liz; she told me get an education. I am becoming a social worker; imagine that! My best wishes for all you Mission Kids out there!

i went to school at the mount

i went to school at the mount in the late 90's wonder if anyone is on here from that time

Looking for Friends

I was raised in the Mount from 1970-1977, with my brother Eloim (JR). I played all sports and graduated from Tottenville H.S. in 77. Today I’m the man I’m because MIV give me the life experiences that to date helps me get thru life’s unexpected turns. If you remember me, please let me know how you’re doing? jmgonzalez303@aol.com

The Villa

I graduated 1962 after being there since 1st grade. All the stories are true. Anybody remember Sr. Mary Charles? I was there with Anna Rodriquez and her two sisters, Connie was one of the sisters. Their brother married a red head from my group .... Sr. Agnes Marie and Sr. Agustine were the nuns in the Villa. PeeWee Ruiz .. I remember you. Mary Jane Kachik was in my older sister's group. Anyone from my time remember Iris Pacheco? I think that was her last name. Anyone remember Steve McKuhn? He was my boyfriend who I got engaged to when I left in '62. I also remember Phyllis Wise. The rock n roll period in the 50s is what I grew up with.

Nothing But Nightmares

I was at MIV during the early 1960's. I am 65 years old now, and have spent most of my adult life reliving nightmarish memories of that place. I was in the 3rd Cottage on the boy's side. If you wet the bed, then you got a beating in the morning from the counselor or nun. If you got up and went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, then a big kid who was way too big and mature to have been housed with the rest of us (I won't mention his name or nationality - don't want to offend others), waited in the bathroom stall and pulled you in the stall with him then he sexually assaulted you. This happened to me many times. You had to pick your poison - a beating in the morning, or sexual assault during the night. Many times I went to the bathroom and saw him in the stall with another boy. I could see their feet facing each other under the door, and could hear that other little kid trying to scream in a muffled voice. I would hurry using the urinal, then run out of there as fast as I could, just glad that it wasn't me that time in the stall with that animal. I ran away once. When they brought me back, Lloyd Davis and Fr. Kenny took me into Fr. Kenny's room, pulled my pants down, then beat me mercilessly with a leather strap 3 inches by 12 inches long. It left purple welts on my backside and all down my legs. They made me wear long pants afterwards and threatened to beat me again if I ever told anyone. After Davis left the room, Fr. Kenny made me perform oral sex on him. Yes, your "sacred, can do not wrong, chain smoking dirty priest" molested me, even though I was one of his alter boys in church. Those who knew him will defend him, and those who were also his victims will be glad I had the courage to finally say something about what went on back then. I once needed $7 to attend a mandatory play at St. Peter's High School, so I went to Fr. Mangan's room and he gave me the money. I walked out of his room with the $7 in my hand and some other kids saw it. A little later, I was told to report to the gym to see Counselor Mr. Ryan. There was a nice Mr. Ryan, and also his mean brother. The mean brother is the one who I met in the gym office. He said someone stole his wallet and the other kids told him I had "a lot of money," so it had to be me (I did NOT steal his wallet). He punched me in my face and knocked me over a desk. He pummeled me endlessly trying to get me to confess. Now that I am 65 years old and he can no longer hurt me, please allow me to say it again: "I did not steal this man's wallet." I've waited all of my life to say these things. In 1965, I was sent, along with 14 other kids from MIV, to a group home in the Bronx. In 1968, I slipped out in the middle of the night and with a little money I had saved from a summer job, I took the elevated train to JFK Airport, where I bought a 1-way ticket to the farthest place away from N.Y. that I could find, San Diego, California, and never looked back. I slept on the beaches at night, and bought a loaf of bread each day to survive. I now live alone in Ohio, but I continue to remain haunted by these experiences from my childhood. To those who abused me back then, please remember the words of the late Canadian novelist Gilbert Parker - "There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance." I cannot even imagine that there is a God who knows of these things and allows them to happen to a child. If anyone can explain this to me, I would appreciate hearing from you because I have lost all of my faith. Thank you for caring, and please don't hate me for revealing these truths, even if your experience with those who assaulted me back then were kind to you .

I remember a Wilson Ramos (I think)

I was at the Mount '68-'73 1st House & 4th House.

My Uncle

My Uncle John Joseph McLaughlin was place there in the 30's. He originally started out at St Agnes Home for Boys, in Spark Hill NY,but had some behavioral issues. He was approx age 8 when he went there and 16 when he left. Anyone have any memories? Knew him?

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