University of Rhode Island - Renaissance / Grist Yearbook (Kingston, RI)

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Lippitt Hall

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The GRISTETTE a superior score sheet. She has found the “eye” many times and to our envy. In softball how could we forget Dottie Hanna running around all the bases after slugging the ball a mile out in left field! Mernie Blaine and Mary Farrell supported her, leading Chi Omega to victory in every tournament. Mickey Fogel, Adele Gold- berg, May Gronneberg, Mary Ann Har- tikka, Shirlie Lalime, Ethel O’Connor and Jane Winter provided opposition for the Chi 0 powerhouse. In archery, a number of our class ex- celled, as proved by the good showing in the National Contest which the girls en- tered. Mickey Fogel, Mary Gariepy, Adele Goldberg and Ethel O’Connor were the su- perior students with Anna Bills hitting the bull’s eye most frequently. Swimming classes were crowded when warm weather came. We swam in meets and in aquacades. In 1943 our swimming team won second place with Mernie Blaine, Bea Browning, Adele Goldberg, Gail Gra- ham, Mary Ann Hartikka, Jean Heseltine, Elaine McDonald, and Nancy Thornlev winning points for speed and form. In 1944 a perfect performance in for- mation swimming was our goal. Mrs. Beach and Miss Gardner worked tirelessly in this last season with us. Our class team won the meet by capturing first place in every race. The Aquacade was climaxed by a flag formation. Jane Winter and Bea Browning had the distinction of be- ing the only lifeguards in our class and they assisted with the instructions. During our college years it was an en- couragement to receive a WAA award. The following girls received a shield : Anna Bills, Mernie Blaine, Bea Browning, Mar- ion Cottrell, Mickey Fogel, Adele Gold- berg, Gail Graham, Dottie Hanna, Mary Ann Hartikka, Jean Heseltine, Shirlie La- lime, Ethel O’Conpor, Nancy Thornley, and Jane Winter. The key was the next award which Bea Browning, Marion Cottrell, and Mickey Fogel won. In our senior year an award Tea was held at the Union in honor of girls receiving an award. Bea Browning was presented a blazer, the final award.

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f Class Prophecy On June 10, 1965, you will open your morning newspaper and read the follow- ing headline: Thousands Turned Away From Murderball Game, Someone Lost the Ball. It is in this very throng that the R. I. Class of ’45 holds an informal re- union. If you are one of the unlucky people standing in the ticket line, and if you happen to be near two members of this class, you will more than likely hear this: Yes, yes, this is the end of the ticket line to the Rams vs. St. John’s Murder- ball game, but you don’t have to push me, I’m not carrying the ball. Murderball? Oh, that’s the result of a nightmare Coach Keaney had after he’d eaten pickled pigs’ feet and banana cream pie. He just couldn’t toss up such an opportunity un- noticed. Why, there’s Dotty Hanna. I haven’t seen her since we went to visit that for- tune teller during our Senior Week at State. The fortune teller turned out to be Peep Winter dressed in one of her chic New York originals. Dottie insisted that Peep read her tonsils because she swal- lowed the tea leaves! What have you been doing with yourself? That is the new rage created by Stylists Hornby and Callahan that I see hanging, isn’t it? The slip with the zip will do much for the hip! A woman must be so careful of her clothes. Why do women talk so much about clothes? In fact, why do women talk so much? Isn’t it silly? Ralph Nardone, you remember Rip, well after he got mar- ried he wondered the same thing, so he decided to get some statistics on the mat- ter. He discovered that what a woman really means when she says she hasn’t a thing to wear, is that she has nothing compared to the possibilities. A man never says he hasn’t got anything to wear because it is obvious that he has. He has the same old thing that he’s been wear- ing for so long that you can recognize him by it at a distance! Of course, if he’s a Prof, it’s different; he probably wears something much older than that! Speaking for former classmatejs, my dear, have you seen Elaine MacDonald and Mary Farrell lately ? They must weigh at least two hundred pounds — apiece I mean. At any rate, they are good healthy advertisements for their new eating place, “Duck Inn and Waddle Out.” Of course you know that Shirlie Lalime is the first woman mayor of New York. The strain on her is terrific! She has to get up by 11 o’clock once a week to meet with the city council. Just the other day I saw her running down the street yelling, “Great Scott! Where is it?” I guess she meant the City Council. Isn’t it wonder- ful about Bob winning the Scientific Award of ’65 for his outstanding contri- bution to humanity t He’s invented an electric needle out of which every user is guaranteed to get a large charge. Dr. Harriet Hall recommen aea the treatment to Anna Bills who is in cnarge of a night nursery for underprivileged State students between the ages of 16 and 60. She teach- es them how to write the themes after cutting assembly, but before this becomes effective, she’ll have to teach them how to write. So many of our college classmates are going so well. Not long ago T met John Young who has just invented a microm- eter which will measure one ten-thou- sandth of an inch! Of course he’s never had the occasion to measure that distance, but it’s a great joy to him to know that he can. Besides, it’s convertible, and can be used as an ice pick when things get hot. Daniel Calenda showed me a block and tackle that he invented the other day, and he assured me that I could, by my- self, lift a piano or an elephant up to my second story window. I nearly bought it, but I don’t play the piano and I live in the basement. Oh you must stop in at my apartment! It’s run by Mickey Fogel and it’s called the 29 Jfr-