Arthur Jordan Conservatory of Music - Opus Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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Are out on their own in a field so vast. We wish them luck. And to each one of you that preceded them, we wish it too, And when you can, come back and let us see, the old students, Pride and joy of our A. J. C. The Dorm Parrot.

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1228 Dear A ' Lums: Wonder perhaps if you ' d like to hear, The news of the Dorm this past hectic year? Things are so changed with the men all gone, That a male on the campus is a phenomenon. To their sweethearts away our girls are quite true, And we all do our best so they won ' t get too blue. In the big south room, the war widows hold sway, And all that they do is write letters all day. Jean Hegg writes to Lou (that tall symphony guy) and a swell big diamond for her he did buy. To another Lou, Mary Alice does write. If their letters got mixed it would cause quite a fright. A question: we wonder, are Dick and Pavila yet wed? A thought for another never enters her head. Jacquie these days has become quite thin. Do you suppose for a minute it could be Jim? And Sally still can ' t make up her mind. Is her heart by Marines, Navy or Army entwined? Betty Lou must be thinking of Howard these days. When she stares at her left hand with a pensive gaze; And her roommate, Marjorie ' s, head ' s in a whirl. She too wears a ring, and it ' s not a pearl. Now Pat ' s roaming fancy seems to have settled down, On a black-haired Romeo in a far southern town. Doris of course still runs on the grace. And more power to her who stands high in her clace. There is a soldier that writes to Muriel quite often, I ' m sure her heart he is trying to soften. And as Queenie trips merrily along on her way, Her bubbling laugh helps brighten the day. Then there ' s blonde Lucy — to her cheeks come a blush. When you say Bob — it ' s the big campus crush! The light brown hair of our Jeanne we admit. With her Cvitie-Pie sure made a big hit. Helen is new in the Dorm, with energy unended; Her determination in school must be commended. Three of our girls are working these days — Rosie, Betsy and Jacquie — and all say it pays. That to serve our country and help turn the tide Is something in which they take great pride. Sally, Jean and Ann, their country did serve, To Red Cross they gave blood, a life to preserve. Mrs. Woodie sits hours, knitting needles in hand. She can wear on her arm, an Air Raid Warden band. Two more of our girls we must mention here. They are now teaching school and it surely seems queer, That Ann and Jeanne, roomies the four years past.

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1213 1213 North Penn St. is still standing although it ' s been through quite a lot in the last year. Yes, many have gone and many have come, but the dormitory still stands. The dormitory had a much quieter being this year, since all the upper class- men, sophomores to be exact, were trying to get used to the new Freshmen and likewise the Freshmen were struggling with the names of upper classmen. No matter how quiet, however, the year has been rather prosperous — that is in some ways, of course. Late in the fall Mary Virginia Turner took a trip deep into the south to watch some graduating air corps cadet and returned with guess what? Another pair of wings (same young man of course). Her heart surely does take a power dive when she gets a letter from him. Hester, better known as Peg, has sent her heart to the Marines for awhile, probably just for the duration. Now instead of Bo b pining his heart away dur- ing her absence, Peggy will pine during his absence. Colleen Schipper is working in the mail department (or is it male) of a certain large concern in the city. Nevertheless her heart still belongs to Daddy. (We can ' t tell his name — mainly because we don ' t know how to spell it.) As for Esther, well! There ' s no need to say much! Do you know Bob? No, well, he ' s the young man who sends 2, 3, or maybe 4 gifts to Esther each holiday. Yes, I believe he ' s got it bad. Mary Jane still toots on her clarinet and right now she and Jody are mastering the flute. Can you imagine? Harper at one time made frequent trips to Fort Harrison. It was rumored that she was driving Shelley to see his nephew, but we wonder if Fort Harrison had any other attractions. Logan is still residing on the third floor and has been joined this year by Spil- man, who said she thought it was quieter on the 3rd floor???!! There is a certain name that I recall whenever thinking of Frances — could it be Cecil? Yes, I ' m sure that ' s it. He used to be around very often, but now he ' s gone south with many other soldiers, and letters come and go. Spilman ' s birthday, on March 6, not only proved to be eventful in that she was 19, but now she is sporting a diamond, which proves that Ed, now serving his Uncle Sam, thinks she ' s O.K. And then there are the poor little Freshmen — four of them to be exact. Eula- lie started the year by practicing and still does. Wait until she ' s here a little longer. At one time we were quite interested in a certain person Eula met at Church, but she didn ' t give us much encouragement so now we don ' t know ex- actly what she has up her sleeve. Jody took over Butler first thing and has had ball and chain on it ever since. At least that is what it appears. He, Bob B., is sure around enough to assume that. Chick Euphrat, the girl with those big, brown eyes, played Jill rather suc- cessfully, and landed right on her ha ' id. You should see what it did to the floor. Half-pint Warner sure does swing a wicked fiddle, but we would like to drop a word of advice. She is going to land on her dome if she doesn ' t overcome her curiosity to see each and every visitor that comes. (We tell everybody that that thing hanging over the bannister came with the house.) Yes, all present and accounted for. Oh! I forgot to mention the almost weekly sessions that have begun in the northeast second floor bedroom, when everybody tells everybody else what ' s wrong with him and no hard feelings. Want to get everything off your chest? Now ' s your chance. Poor Mamma Page still sits patiently in her room wondering and hoping