Vilma Carocari

I had no idea she lead such a facinating life!! I think she is up there catching up with my grandmother, Mary Vogelsag, who had a tremendous respect for Vilma after working in the school system many years together.

Vilma, You were my idol and inspiration as a child and throughout life. Your courage and determination to accomplish so much has helped me to try and live the same way. I wish I could have seen you in the past few years, and I hope you know how often I thought of you despite my physical absence. Summers in Niantic, Mystic and Stonington were the rock foundations of my childhood. Thank you so much for everything. Earth is less beautiful without you and the heavens are lucky. I love you...

Miss Carocari, I had the honor and privilege of being your student for two years at Stonington High School. You were an inspiration to me and pushed me to be the best I could be. Thank you Miss Carocari.

Miss Carocari, you were a profound woman who touched many young lives, including mine. Thank you for your inspiration and sharing your sense of adventure, excellence and curiosity. My sincerest condolences to her family and friends.

Vilma, you were the inspiration for much of my adventures and travel in my life. My beloved math teacher and a very dear family friend for many, many years. Know that the adventure continues and the run was the best! Much love to the Carocari family.

Miss Carocari was my geometry teacher in middle school. I will never forget her endearing quirkiness and how dedicated she was as a teacher. What a wonderful obituary. I'm so glad to know that she had such a full and fascinating life!

Rest in peace.

I was privileged to have had her as a math teacher for two years in Mystic Junior High. She was a very enthusiastic teacher. I remember her teaching us how to draw boats on the projector. I am sad to see her gone, but not forgotten. May she find rest in the arms of Jesus.

Miss Carcari ( Vilma I can call you that now, I'm an adult) I was just telling my daughter about the "The Muppet Show" lunchbox you brought to school, the combat boots and fatigues you wore. Driving to school on your motorcycle. When I think of you it always brings a smile. You are priceless!! RIP.

The best day in her class was when she shared her Alaskan slides and her dog. The day made her seem more human to me in a class I barely survived.

My biggest memory of 9th grade (same year as alien skip day) is the Friday Afternoon Bomb Scares which always seemed to be in the middle of one of her tests... returning back to class she'd say "tear 'em up" and we'd get a new test Monday morning. She put up with a lot that year. :)

Best close up in Mystic Pizza or any...