Academy of Our Lady of Mercy - Lauralton Yearbook (Milford, CT)

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Ariel Ave! Ave! The third joyful Mystery . . Corpus Christi. -ur an ,, I 'fvmwbq V QV? v Qvvwdevwm vesevf So white, so wise. S We, the class of 1951, being of never mind with sturdy and justifiable intentions do hereby will and bequeath to our fated and eager suc- cessors the knowledge of the following to be used carefully and to the fulfillment of the expecta- tions of their exemplary predecessors and to the wonder of the faculty. To the teachers we leave a supply of rubber covered textbooks, padded lloors and soundless knitting needles as our contribution to the C.D.P. -Classroom Defense Program. lfVe, the Kiddies, will to Father O'Connell the hope that the Yankees may chalk-up a good season that will erase the desperation aroused by unwarranted denseness of giggling girls. To Sister Edmund we leave our sincere appre- ciation for all her efforts and the prospect of peace and quiet after the strenuous job of grad- uating us. In addition, we leave nothing after us to be picked up. We, the stately Seniors, leave quietly to prove to Sister Herman Joseph that not all of us are IMPS and B-A-B-I-E-S. To our friends and proteges, the Juniors, we leave what is better known as, an example. To our Sister Class we leave fond memories and a challenge. To the Freshmen we leave what is left-over in hopes that it will suffice. Diane Beninco and Pat Martin leave to the Juniors, proof of their ability to do and energy to accomplish by an example of true business executiveness. Joyce Cassidy leaves behind her a memory of twinkling eyes and ready laughter. Ellen Kiernan leaves her diary on the Modern History shelf in the Library for anyone who needs a reference. Beverly Bonney and Barbara Flynn leave their membership in the Knit-wit Club to those who can spin a yarn. Betsey Coffey leaves her rumpled train sched- ule to the junior train gang.

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tiong she had to get back to Bridgeport in time for her partner, Margaret Relihan, to take her vacation. 'l'hey are the joint owners of the coun- try's outstanding hat designing shop. Kay said that among their best customers are Sally Plumb, now famous for her radio portrayal of X'Vhen a Girl Marries and Barabara Speer who has her own quarter hour broadcast of Music for the tired heart. The perplexed driver inter- rupted our chattering to inquire about the hotel we wanted to be driven to. In a few minutes we were being ushered into the fashionable Leilani Hotel by the proprietress herself, Fran- cine Queenth. I saw Francine just a few years ago at Mar- garet Carroll's wedding. QStrange . . . again I find I can't remember the groom's IILIIIICJ Francine, beside herself with excitement because Arthur Godfrey was doing his first trans-oceanic- television broadcast from her hotel, invited us up to the studio. just as we came in, Arthur's girl Friday , Pat Williams, was introducing to the television screens of the world their guest of honor, Littoria Beltrone. I found myself so engrossed in I,ittoria's playing that I didn't notice another great Television star, sittings next to me . . . Mara DeGroffl She waited patiently, until I was de-fascinated from Littoria's concerto fan opus of her own, incidentlyj and it was with a tearful eye and joyful heart that I shook her hand. I noticed the propitious frown on Pat's brow and hy way of explanation I said, I always cry when I'm happy. And who wouldn't be happy! In one day, at tl1e four corners of the earth I have felt the smile, the handshake and the embrace of so many old friends: a smile that relates all the Lauralton friendliness, a handshake that expresses its won- derful spirit of co-operation, and an embrace that gathers and brings together the fond memories of the past. I suddenly realized that Lauralton is not just a building or a group of peopleg Lauralton is a spirit embedded in our hearts, a spirit which neither time nor tide can take from us. Maureen Reidy Cllaracterislically speaking. And now, our frst exclusive. Smile, 'sclmoozlesf Jn L1 Mmm 63 Senior-junior Class Night banquet.

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Gwen Bober leaves her penny-pinching ways to next year's Senior class treasurer. Carol Conheady leaves more quietly than when she came because modesty concealed her many charms. Mary jane Corrigan leaves her theme song, I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles , to any Junior owning a pipe. Barbara De Luca and joan Satmary leave their driving licenses to any junior who wants to be an operator , Violet Massaria leaves her forwarding address to her father's favorite florist. Flora Cabranes leaves us with the knowledge that she was born with the gift of laughter and a merry heart. Therese Ferrio leaves all her knowledge of Math to a future, junior Einstein. Pat Finnegan leaves her favorite spot at Briar- woods to all the ice screaming Sophomores in that vicinity. Frances Pavano wills her nickname of Flash to some deserving junior. Rosemarie Smetana and Mary Grace Holmes leave to an aspiring Junior their ability to com- bine business with pleasure. Joyce Kelly leaves a special L.P. arrangement of Sleepytime Gal for anyone troubled by in- somnia. Rita Agostino leaves remnants of her sweet nature and a zest for work or fun. Dorothy Stempel leaves her ability to needle people into stitches. Mary Regan wills her B. C. Headache Rem- edy to any Junior who might want to take a powder. Peg Fitzgerald leaves to any one who might care for it her piece of mind. Rosemarie Rolleri, Ellen Ndini, and Margaret Maloney will their theme song of Careless Hands Qcheerfully given by their typing in- structorj to next year's typists. Lois Niedermier wills her Saturday night sneakers to next year's Junior basketballers. Frances Jones and Mary Ann Samorajcyk leave the Juniors their success keyg be alert, able, and eager for life. Florence Potts leaves traces of her smile and sunny disposition for all those in a last period Study on a rainy day. Edna May Whitney, Dolores Listro and Pat Kearns leave 'their knack for being good scouts to any juniors who may be looking. Eileen Guerin, Nancy Smith and Mary Beth Lapke, better known as the tri-hard-trio of Mr. Bush's bus, will to any Juniors who think they can sing their way to fame, their walking shoes. Maureen Reidy leaves echos of her lovely voice and a booklet entitled, Facial Expressions , to prove that people are funny. Witnessed by: George Kukla, Fran, and Ollie Goofus