Sacred Heart Hospital School of Nursing - Carmen Sylva Yearbook (Allentown, PA)

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1 - B I 1 I I ff, ,s x- 4, L A J 1. K gf . '-'lf' nz Q N ffl ..fAA QL 000111 0005 FREDERICA AGNES COURY L.-XNSFORIJ, PENNSYINANIA Not so tall, with lzair so dilfk, Always happy as a lark. Laughter and gayety- Freddie,s,' sure to be on hand-acting is her hobby-nursing her art. BETTY JANE FLUCK QUAKERTOKA7N, PENNSYLVANIA I-Ioneszfy, willingfzcss, si12cc'riZy, too. A 19116 friend all the way Zlzrouglzf' Red hair and roguish eyes-a charming combi- nation-a pleasing personality-Who wouldn't love her? Thirfy-Iwo MARY V 4-.1 'llrifh 5.7554 r Mgr? il!! 5' A smile :int '-H ' sonality P humanizj.'-J.. We found in Hifi'-

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V ! oooh . 3 QQO 1 Once more the day of graduation was at hand. We saw our Big Sisters don their white and as we extended congratulations, we realized that soon they, too, would leave to be replaced by a new class. The prom this year, a formal affair, was held at Hotel Traylor. The summer months were marred by brothers and relatives leaving for the service with the armed forces. In September, we donned our white shoes and stockings and assumed the title of Seniors Our Psychiatry course began and the terms schizophrenia and psychoneurosis passed freely among us. What a happy day for us when we were informed that we had successfully completed the course! Our last holiday season here was one that we will long remember. It climaxed the year of 1942. The new year brought us closer to the date of graduation. Classes once more nearly over. It is with happiness yet with regret that we look forward to the com- pletion of our training course. During these vital three years of our life we have gained, thanks to our teachers and supervisors, a training unsurpassed by others. ' l ight uty Night after night, as approaching dark Settles o'er village, town, and park, I don my uniform, and cap of white, My vigil to keep by candle-light. I begin my tour of making rounds, O'er strange, yet familiar grounds. Giving pills and medications, Some in the form of mild sedation. Watching far into the lonely night, Without a bit of fear or fright. Near the dying stand and wait, For the verdict of Fate. While we're waiting in our strife, Watching o'er that spark of life. Hear a new born babe's first cry, Guarded lest it fade and die. My Rosary I attempt to say, For I'm never lonesome while I pray. And far into the lonely night, I wait and watch for the gift of light. Thirty-one

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9 ooot '-'vox I. .Yf.faiK'S gum to be owing her 00111 MARY PATRICIA GAUGHAN GIRARDVILLE, PENNSYLVANIA Irish eyes, hair so brown. Mary never lends to frown. A smile that would win anyone's heart-a per- sonality bubbling over with sunshine-love for humanity-all the qualities of a good nurse found in Mary. 1 ' f-35 fi fl '5 'J -11 1 I ,I . 1 pf MARY MARGARET GEORGE SUINIMIT HILL, PENNSYLVANIA Friendship is sz gift so rare, M ary possesses an enormous snare. Maternity is her specialty-loves excitement and romance-ready Wit-sure to succeed in whatever she does. Tb1'rly-Ihree