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

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Q . A bird in the hand Ceramics club olhcers are Barbara Neary, Kathy Turner, Barbara Vincent, Joanne Tucci. Er! An easel and a paint brush are the trademarks of an art club member. At a quick glance around the room, one discovers the hidden masterpieces which reside in this art gallery. With its aim to foster the latent talent of l.auralton's budding artists, the club encourages girls to take a pencil and draw with me. GRN! Nl i'CS GA! 6 Deep in the cutacombr we Find the treasure trove of the Ceramics Club, It is here that Margies, Santas and platters are shaped, scraped, colored, glazed and fired until they take on a luster almost life-like. Here they wait upon the shelves of the room until they are finally taken home by some proud creator who has watched their evolution from crude plaster to cherished things of beauty. Fine Arts Club Officers: Martha Brown, Gerry Foucault, Pat Yablonicky. History Glad Innovations are always welcome! The stimulating new LAURALTON HISTORY CLUB is Fine evidence of this. Under the guidance of Miss Maznicl-ai, students delve more deeply into the controversial matters of years past. Inquiring minds are encouraged to find the answers, the why's and wherefore's of the most interesting, most thought-provoking questions in history. The club's monthly meetings are anticipated with due eagerness. The girls are pleasantly surprised that their research and dis- cussion often uncover the real story of what happened when - or the fascinating details the textbook omitted. All in all, the L.H. History Club has helped to make an interesting subject doubly enjoyable. Miss Maznicki and Mary Ann Tynan decide on program for next meeting.

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Cagginello. 'The class that prays together tays together. Seniors are orming for rosary with the 'etreat father. 38 enior efreat Senior year came upon us quickly, quietly, catching us unawares. ln the rush of back-to-school days we had little time to think ahead, to ponder over what our lives would be after commencement. Then came the tranquillity of our retreat, a time to empty ourselves of all else to make room for God. In His presence we saw more clearly than before what God, in His goodness, had chosen for us. For three days we talked with Him, sometimes alone, and sometimes with Mary. We listened to His suggestions, and with His guidance made decisions. lt was a time of closer union with God, for it was our last retreat at Lauralton, perhaps our last retreat anywhere. Strengthened and enlightened by our retreat, we took away with us this promise of loving help: I am the Way and the Truth and the Life. Father Kelly's joke is appreci ated by these smiling seniors L. to R.: Maureen Trent, Mary Ellen Healy, Pat Maher Pat Muratori, Judy Pinto, Barbara