Academy of St Joseph - In The Pines Yearbook (Brentwood, NY)

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| morning and a plea to listen to what I’ve been telling her for two years; to Mary Sue, Room F in the chapel arcade and a million unmatched nega- tives; to Sharon, the caption counting for the Field Day layout and many memories of Bobby Beagle; to Jeannie, greasers and proof for 21; to Mary Pat, sick jokes and a license; to S. Joan Larkin, a dashing commut- er and a frustrated computer; to Ms. Servidea, orders from der Fithrer; to S. Lorna, thanks, and the hope that someone, someday, will finally get your last name right. I, MARY HESTON, being of partially sound mind and body do here- by leave: to my Junior sister, Mary Sue, a pocket size instamatic camera, a partially finished photography mini course, my messy locker that is half painted, and last but not least, Senior Stairs (!); to Monica, my Sophomore sister, anything in my messy locker she wants and needs (if she can find it); to Paula, Donna, Suzy, Beth and Pat, an old, broken down Morley bus that doesn’t have heat in the winter and windows that are sealed in the summer. I, LUCY JONES, leave: to Jeanne Teutonico, all my music and half a piano bench — may she enjoy her senior year at St. Joseph; to Pat Craig, my lock from my locker so she can keep all her books in one place. | I, VICKI KLINE, leave: to my sister, Anne, a lot of luck, lunch mon- . ey and 2 more great years; to Janet Mrozowski, a red cape and my very | organized scheduling book; to the sophomores on the Smithtown bus | (Diana, Annie and Susan), the last seats; to Nancy and Kathy, one more | year of fun in orchestra; to Annie Gage, one free trip to Villanova; final- ly, to all my friends, the Peelty and the Senior class, my thanks for 4 great years. To Sister jon Larkin I leave every rotten math book in creation and every ‘‘extra help” math class; To Sister St. Ed win I leave my history homework excuses and free Wednesday afternoons; To Jeannie Ryan | leave Butch and Slotch in the bar, a stack of Golden Oldies, an “over 20” list, lots of Friday nights cruisin’ and groovin’, and the hope that you don’t forget to be an Academy Girl over the summer — and Jean ... | PLandT’s. To Mary Pat Ryan I leave a collection of sick puns, the 45 ‘“‘Ronnie’’, lots of sibling rivalry and a foot brake on your side of the car. Hang in there, M.P. Bye. Love, GINA. I, SUSAN LEGENDRE, do hereby leave: to my sister Ellen, a rotten banana to put in someone else’s locker, and much luck for another three years here; to my little sister Jayne Levesque, much love and many thanks for being such a great sister; to my sophomore sister Diane Oliv- eri, an empty seat on a smoky bus; to my Junior sister Eileen Doheny, senior stairs, and a hopeless football team at LaSalle; to Sister Consuela, much thanks for being a great advisor, and carrying that out in every sense of the word; est of the school, I leave the rest of the NUNS — Se Luck I, ROSEANN RIS co, being of sound. mind and unsound body, | do hereby bequeath: to Miss Walsh, one over worked:heart that will never be the same after 4 mods of basketball on Mondays; to the next chair- man of the Father-Daughter Dance, one slightly used pass. to the nearest mental hospital, to Sister Lorraine, a grant-in-aid application, a Future Homemakers of America club that does not know exactly what it’s doing, and finally, a big THANK YOU; to the next president of Future Homemakers of America, a kindergarten class on Thursday afternoons, and a tape recording of people snickering; to my friends, one line I | wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole, and lots of thanks, love and happi- | ness; to Eileen, one more year in our “fun” homeroom, and much happi- ness in her senior year: to the school, seven of the most wonderful years of my life; and to everyone, I leave love, happiness, peace and quiet (now that I’m leaving), and while I have the chance, I hereby leave. We, the former Mafia of St. Joe’s, leave to the Nuns, boring, quiet, uneventful days in the years to come; also, we leave the retreats, the gaze- bos, the ladder to the bell tower, the afternoon dips in the pool, and all our extra late Passes (stamped). Finally, we leave the Moose Room and Gail... ; 1, PAT MANN, being of sound mind and body, do hereby leave: to Sister Beth Johnson, all my late passes; to James, a clean piece of paper; to Sister Margaret Secour, all my passes to the T.V.; and last of all, I leave this. yy with a lot of great memories. I, CAROLINE MAO, leave my tea pot to my Sophomore sister Lori Acker; I leave all my worries of finding a college to my Junior sister Nancy W.; to Sister St. Edwin, I leave three Chinese needles; and I leave many happy memories and many thanks to Sister Mary Denis. I, KATHI MARIN, being of sound mind and body, leave: to my Ju- nior sister Laura, the memory of the summer of ’72; to my sophomore sisters Regina and Colleen, all the records we used over the summer, and more to add to the collection; to my freshman sister Doreen, all my late excuses; to Sister Mary Ryan, a thank you for everything, especially for being there when I came in at 8:40; finally, to my sister Susan, I leave all the hope that she will have friendships and 4 years as great as mine. I, CATHI MCNAMARA, leave: to Gail Atch, Vera Beacham’s school ring at the bottom of faculty pool; the image of a perfect young lady to Sister Joan Larkin; long conversations with Sister Afra. And finally, to Gage, Manley, and Atch I leave a year’s supply of “strike anywhere, all- weather, never-go-out matches’. 1, PATTI McNAMARA, leave: all the “‘Peers” to Sister Mary Rob- ert; all the “Friends” to Sister Rose Matthew; all the ‘‘Incidentallys” to Sister Catherine Weil; all the “Big, fat juicys” to Sister Joan; all the as- semblies to Sister Pat Melley; all the late essays to Sister Lorna; and to Sister Mary Elizabeth Ryan, I leave Gail with love. And finally, I leave to Sister Consuela, Ocean Beach and “Play it Again, Sam”. I, KATHY MOSTKIEWICZ, leave: to my baby sister Ellen, my locker, and all its treasured contents, including my red rain hat; to baby sis Gina, all the games LaSalle should have won, but never did. As for my Jr. sisters, to Michelle I leave my seat in the back of the bus and the Long Island Expressway. To Vera I leave a year’s supply of fortune cookies (with good fortunes). I leave much love and thanks to all my baby sisters and friends, and to the faculty, a joyful farewell. I wish Elaine all the happiness and fun in her last year at St. Jo- seph’s; To Maggie I leave my old Trig. notebook and 10 required pro- grams; and I leave Beth a one-way ticket to Puerto Rico. To Ms. Servi- dea I leave the Best Mentor of the Year A ward, and to Joanne, Anne and Maureen all the memories of every groovy concert (especially Chami- nade), and the name Hildy. Lovingly, HEIDI. I, EILEEN MULLEE, leave best wishes for the next 2 years to my sophomore sisters MaryJane and Sue. To my junior sister, Jeanne, I leave all my lateness excuses to Health classes; may she use them well. To my other junior sister, Sue, I leave 2 tons of computer tape to be burned and the ashes given to Sister Luciana. To Sister St. Edwin (or Mary Lou?), I leave 300 sheets of blank loose leaf paper. To my sister Cathy, I leave my ‘“‘How to Drive a Car” handbook and much love. And to all my senior sisters I leave a grateful thanks for the greatest four years. May you have peace and happiness always! 1, ANNIE NEAGLE, leave to my Junior sister, Linda Martucci, my famous gym bloomers and to Jeannie Ryan, I leave all my letters from typing class, which she enjoyed reading so thoroughly. Also, I leave my typing class and Regina Kirby to find someone else to help her. And, fi- nally, I leave to all the Juniors a word of advice: Make as few visits to the beauty parlor as possible. I, JOAN PANICO, being of sound mind and positive attitude, do hereby leave A.S.J. two years of French tests that are still unsigned, and to Linda and Mike, Ann Marie and Ed, all the marriage manuals in the Religion Resource Center. To Terry, may you always have the patience you have now; and to the Sisters of St. Joseph’s I leave a roll of air mail stamps for sending my Alumnae notices to Clear Water Beach, Tampa, Florida; to Sister Mary Ryan, many thanks for your sincerity; it will always be remembered. To my remaining teammates, I, JEAN PELKOWSKI, do leave: my half of the slightly wobbly ping-pong table, one worn out first aid kit (X- Rays extra), and approximately 100 tennis balls that were swallowed by the “‘hungry green ivy”. I, MAGGIE PELKOWSKI, leave to my sister B-Beth the problem of getting herself out of bed in the morning; to my friend, Jeannie Ryan,

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our Friday night discussions at Lambert's, hoping she will make good use of them; to Andy, our bus driver, one box of Band-Aids for his head; and finally to the Junior Class I leave an apple and something to polish it with. I, LISA POGUE, being of sound mind and body, leave to Saint Jo- seph’s all of my memories, and now that I’m gone, I leave to Judy Branch a successful high school experience. I leave to all Saint Joseph boarders a strong stomach. To all my friends I leave a thank-you for being my friends and making my high school years good ones. To the faculty who have had me I leave the hope that someone like me comes here into your classes. Most of all I leave, being healthy and quite sane. We, CAROL and MARI, leave laughing, and we wish many happy memories, fun together and happiness to Linda and Nanci. To Sister Joan Larkin’s Geometry Class we leave two illegal absences from class; to Sister St. Edwin, ‘‘one day of complete silence”; and to our Junior sis- ters, Marie and Renee, a wish for as much fun and happiness as we've had. I, KATHLEEN SANIAL, leave to my sister, Mary, all my math notebooks; to My Junior sister, Jeanne Teutonico, my shelf in the music cabinet: my computer tapes I leave to the next class; and my locker, complete with all old papers, to anyone who wants it. I, CANDI SCHAEFER, being of sound mind and body, do hereby leave happiness and love to all my friends and I wish them the best of luck. I also give much thanks to Sister Maureen who has been my good friend through the last three years. I, LORRAINE SCHULTZ, leave to my Junior sister, Karen, and to all the people I have shared my four years with, my thanks and undying friendship. I, RESE SCHULZ, leave: to Cindy, our night out on the town and an Austin Healey and our friend at the delicatessen; to Cathi, all our good times together; though few, we had good times. Remember Gertz’s and the time I didn’t sleep over and the parties. (B.B., S.O.S.); to Gail, a very special friendship, the Lone Ranger, good memories and someone you can always talk to; to Nina, Arnold, Fritz’s and a whole truckload of Burger King hamburgers. (Remember the prom.): to Vera, $50 and all the happiness she wants; to Patti, the Tchaikovsky records, peanut butter and Jimmy Morrell: to my bus, I leave; to Sister Dolores, a new me, and thanks for your patience. To all my other friends | leave many happy times and a lot of luck in future years. I, MARY SHEEHAN, leave a decent burial for my 11 unfinished programs and 13 miles of computer tape; 8th mod lunch; a key to 211 for Diane; and to my Senior sisters, all the luck and happiness in this new world we are about to find. I, ANNA SIMONETTI, would like to thank the Senior class and fac- ulty, who have helped me grow in wisdom and knowledge. To Sister Mary Lou Tweedy I leave my love and thanks for all she has done for me! I, CAROL SOMERS, leave to St. Joes’s memories of a wonderful four years and my thanks to all the people who made it possible. | would also like to leave Pat Carlson, my Junior sister, and all her ‘“‘little” friends (especially Sue Pierse), a box of super deluxe brownies. To Lor- raine and Cathy, I leave the best of luck always. I, DEBBIE SORCT, leave: to my good friend Vera, one elevator, to be used as transportation to and from the art room; to Michelle, a year’s supply of macrame string; to my little sister, Ellen, the STRENGTH, COURAGE and DESIRE to carry out three more years; to Anne Kline, one extremely large McGovern button; to Susan, one copy of The Essen- tials and Fundamentals of Sarcasm; to Diana, one six-foot B.G. poster, complete with a pair of binoculars; to Marie, one powerful megaphone; to Vicky, Kathy and Kathy, much thanks for all the good laughs we shared; to Mary Jane and Kathy, a free lifetime enrollment in my favor- ite class (and may you always be highly active pupils); to my understand- ing advisor, the hope that she will LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. To all of my other friends, to my great advisor, and to all of the great kids a A.S.J. who have influenced me in any way, | leave you the biggest thank- you in existence. I love you all. I, NANCY STAPLETON, leave the Academy sadly, as I begin my long journey into life. I wish everyone peace, love, Wayne Newton rec- ords, tye-dye, sit ins, nonfilter cigarettes and all those groovy things that enriched my life. I, COLLEEN TOBIN, (Toby), leave my half of the slightly wobbly ping-pong table; 8 pairs of glasses; the A.S.J. record for typing — nega- tive two words per minute; 3,983 sheets of rejected colored loose leaf: Oscar’s garbage can; 27 “‘secret’”’ dogs, cats, and other various livestock, (now you know who lets them in); the first computer ever to be driven insane; my private “thinking” spot by the horse ring for future mad philosophers; many happy memories, and much, much, love. I, ARLENE TONTI, leave to my Sophomore sister, Meredith, all past experiences and my memories. To the freshmen (Laurie, Claire, Rosanne, Lou) on my bus I leave laughter and bumpy roads. To my Ju- nior sister I leave a smile. I, LINDA TRIOLA, being of sound mind and body, do hereby leave to THAT Nancy Ann one scholarship to Eden’s School of Physical De- velopment; to Lisa Pogue, a lifetime reservation on the 4th floor Acade- my Suite; and to Sister Consuela, all the late passes and absent notes she never got. I, JOANNE VERELINE, leave to my Junior sister, Debbie, my lock- er, half decorated. To my Sophomore sister, Gloria, I leave all my happy memories at St. Joe’s and very successful years to come. To my other Sophomore sister, Robin, I leave the B flat minor scale. To my freshman sister, Peggyanne, I leave slippery seats on the bus and success in her next three years at St. Joe’s. To Sister Joan Larkin I leave all the attendance slips and Enrichment papers to enhance your culture and development. To Sister Mary Lou I bequeath my Advanced Placement essays. Finally, to Nancy Wittler, I leave success in her Senior year and another year with Sister Joan in the advisor station. I, KATHLEEN HOGAN, being of very sound mind and slightly sound body, do hereby leave to: S. Lorna, an organized briefcase and a study of American newspapers. Enjoy!; S. Mary Lou, my opinions of the American Past; S. Joan Larkin, a painting of the Crusades with the in- scription “Onward Christian Soldiers!”; Chris Nurge, my junior sister, many happy memories and also Senior year — good luck with it; Paula Urubura, Morley’s back seat, because you’re the only Morleyite who can handle it; next year’s Student Council, $, $, $; my classmates, every intel- lectual word I have ever used, including ‘‘one’’; my school, the best years of my life and the hope that every Academy graduate will remember her years with the happiness that I will. And, on that note, I leave. 161