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Page 6 POST-GAZETTE, FEBRUARY 28, 2014 The History of Saint Leonard Church A Neighborhood Church with a Global Impact PART III by Christian A. Guarino Scuola Parrocchiale Di S. Leonardo, Boston, MA In 1904, Saint Leonard's parish welcomed Father Vale- rian Pianigiani. It was under Father Pianigiani's tenure as Pastor that various Church groups still in formation today came to be, the most prevalent of these groups being the Third Order of Saint Francis and the Knights of Columbus. The Third Order is a group of lay men and women who wish to carry on the traditions of the Franciscans while liv- ing secular lives. The group counts among its most famous past members, Dante Alighieri, Michelan- gelo Buonarroti and Christo- pher Columbus. By 1920, Saint Leonard's chapter of the Third Order had over four thousand members. The new century brought with it the idea of a par- ish school. Under the super- vision of the Missionary Franciscan Sisters, Saint Anthony's School became the first Italian-American school in the United States. First located on North Bennet Street, it was built to sur- pass the public schools in terms of quality of education in the city of Boston. Saint Anthony's and the Francis- can Sisters opened their doors to Italian immigrant children on February I0, 1907 and it quickly became a North End icon and a symbol of the continuing relationship between the Franciscans and the Italian population. Expanded numer- ous times to accommodate growing enrollment, the School finally reached its boundaries at its North Bennet Street location. Saint Anthony's found a more suitable site on Prince Street by the mid-1950s. The new building was the previ- ous Paul Revere School and became the new home of the Franciscan sisters and the students of Saint Anthony's School up to its unfortunate closure in 1982. The next Franciscan achievement in the city was the Saint Anthony Orphan- age, founded to cope with the growing orphan population due in large part to the influenza epidemics of 1917- 1919. Built in Jamaica Plain in large part to the work of Saint Leonard Pastor Father Antonio Sousa, the founder of the orphanage, it opened on February 10, 1921, four- teen years to the day that the parish school opened. In his interaction with the Italian immigrants, Father Sousa had always made the plight of orphaned children in the community a central topic. In its early years, the institution was home to young girls, however within a few years, boys were being admitted. Hundreds of Italian immigrant children called the orphanage home. Eventually taken over by the Archdiocese of Boston. it is today known as the Italian Home for Children. Although no longer housing Italian immigrant children, in mod- ern times children of vari- ous races and creeds are reaping the benefits of an institution that began in the he.art of the North End community. Boston - Orfanotroflo "S. Antonio" For over a decade, OSIA Renaissance Lodge Officer Barbara Summa, owner of the North End's famous restaurant "La Summa" located at 30 Fleet Street, North End, Boston has hosted a tradi- tional Saint Joseph's Day Feast. This year's Saint Joseph's Day Feast will take place on Sunday, March 16 th from noon to four. Enjoy the delicacies of our heritage, Anise and Orange Salad, Broccoli Rape and Beans, Calamari Salad, Assorted Frittata's, Stuffed Artichokes, Pasta Mollica, Pasta Fennel Sarde, assorted Traditional Desserts, Fresh Fruit and Coffee. If we're lucky, she may even have SmeltsT The price is $40.00 per person which includes: meal, tax and tip. All meals must be paid for in advance. Beverages are not included. Checks should be made payable to "OSIA" and must be received before the event. Make checks payable to "OSIA" and mail to: Dr. Dean Saluti, P.O. Box 692027, Quincy, MA 02269. You may park your car on the street or in the Commercial Street lot at the end of Fleet Street by the waterfront. We also suggest that you arrive early. This event has always been a sell- out so early RSVPs are essential. Contact Marjorie Cahn at 617-285- 6564 for further details or to make your reservations. This will be a wonderful event for you, your family and friends. 00bina Citro May he est In Peace Albina Citro, a lifelong resident of the North End, passed away on February 20, 2014 at the age of 97. Albina was the daughter of the late Michele and Christina (Petrosino) Citro. Dear sister of the late Anthony Citro; Dear Cousin of Albina "Tina" Giardiello of Boston, Prisco F. Giardiello of Hanover and Maria Palumbo of Franklin; Loving Aunt of Veda (Citro) O'Neill of New Hampshire, Michael Citro of California, Linda (Citro) Genovese of Stoneham and Robert Citro of Texas. Funeral services were held on Thursday, February 27 th at St. Leonard Church in the North End, Boston from 9:30-10:30 am followed by a funeral mass. Interment in St. Michael Cemetery, Boston. Life goes on from day to day, for the most part rather uneventful and perhaps for most of us it is the way we want it. Last week while having breakfast, our usual breakfast of cereal, toast and tea, our conversation turned to the Olympics. Our schedule for the day was pretty much arranged, it was to be a typical Thursday of business meetings, lunch with a cousin and endless postings to the computer. We were about to begin our routine when, from out of the blue, the idea of driving up to Waterville Valley came up. Perhaps we were inspired by the Winter Olympic Games that we had been following, wherever the thought came from it was enticing and we were going to do something about it. Without giving it another thought, we made some phone calls, rearranged our schedule, changed into blue jeans and parkas and we were on our way, two rusty skiers heading to ski coun- try for the day. By Eleven O'clock we were entering the White Mountains area, it had been a num- ber of years since we were last there, all of our skiing confined to cross country in the Berkshires and forgot how beautiful this region is, particularly in winter. It seemed inconceivable that just little more than two hours after having begun our trip we were on the mountain road leading up to the ski area. The sun was shining brightly, snow was glistening on trees standing on a car- pet of white, absolutely beautiful. We-,prkcd otlr,;car, took several breaths Spur of the Moment by Bennett Molinari and Richard Molinari of the fresh mountain air and made our way to the ski area. As we approached the ski lifts the feeling was electric, people of all ages in bright ski outfits carving their way down the mountain, lifts filled with skiers heading up the mountain, kids everywhere having a blast, everyone was having a great time We decided to have lunch at the Base Lodge. Continuing the break from our usual routine, this was not going to be a salad day, it would be burgers and fries, nothing else would do. After filling our trays, we found two seats around an open hearth, we were about to have lunch around a roaring fire with the sight of skiers making their way down the mountain just outside the window, a far cry from our daily city bound routine. After lunch we headed over to the ski rental shop. They had a wonderful assort- ment of top-quality gear making it almost irresistible to suit up and try our hand at skiing. We began trying on the equipment, it was tempting to "give it a go" but thought better of it. It was late in the day and we had not skied downhill for years so we decided to put things off till our next visit at which time we will join a group for refresher lessons. Reluctantly we made our way out of the shop, we headed over to the area where lessons are given, checked out the schedule then sat on the snow to watch the skiers gliding down the mountain. It was time to get back on the slopes. We forgot how much we love downhill skiing, we love everything about it, the atmosphere, the feeling of freedom, even our dislike of the cold receded into the background as we made our way back to the car for our return to Boston promising ourselves to return within two weeks. It is amazing how a change in routine can change your perspective causing you to re-evaluate your opinions. We've discovered, at least for us, that every so often it is good to do something "out of the box" something that is not part of your usual routine. We had made a spur of the moment decision and were happy that we acted upon it.