Bishop McDonnell Memorial High School - Mitre Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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PAGE 4 LAUREL JUNE, 1941 THE PAST STX MONTHS ELEW TN 210 WHEN-Anne Marie Owens rooted and hooted for 'fMy team, the Dodgers, and Irene Ludwig rolled around and looked as much at home on roller skates as Sonja Henie does on ice skates-WHEN-210 housed the ever-popular Loretta Larkin and Alice Metzner and Margaret Cahill in- dulged in mid-morning snacks-WHEN- Madeline Bauerlein was excused from Gym duty to attend a surprise party given in her honor Cthese Seniorslj-and Marie Curley could easily have sung My Heart Belongs to the Navy -I mean-'fmy daddy -WHEN-you giggled cause Do- lores Sullivan began to-and Peggy Joyce suddenly possessed life at the mention of Injuns-in the History period. WHEN -you pondered over the baffiing ques- tion 'fHow does Dotty Mehling keep her curls up there?'l and Marie Zentgraf suddenly got over-patriotic-you know- the Army-and er-um the Army-and well -the Army-WHEN-Katherine Weber kept you guessing as to the origin of her inexhaustible knowledge, and Phyllis Marks thrilled you with her gay color schemes- WHEN-Annabelle Ringgold sauntered across yonder stage in a black costume and left you short of breath and Muriel Smith and Anne Palmer were the inseparables- and then of course when Alice Metzner's blouse and skirt-either strayed or was borrowed? WE WERE 202 WHEN-- Fran Basil, artist of Memorial, was set- tled in the first row, first seat and Wanda Wojciechowska enslaved our moods with her ffmagic fingers. WHEN Peggy Mc- Govern swayed your heart with her grin and Dorothea Faruola made you cast an eye in her direction because of her stun- ning outfits-WHEN-Audrey Foley in- variably turned a story around and made it seem funnier than the hilarious original and Betty Enggren always volunteered for everything fBless herlj WHEN-you mar- veled at the endless patience of Paula De- bus and yearned to affix ffSaint'? to her name and you applauded Mary Forker's portrayal of Sasaphras in 'fThe County Chairmani' WHEN Mary Farage held you spell bound with her French vocabulary and Gloria Mechlar ever-so nonchalantly sparkled her St. Johns souvenir-WHEN you sighed-and pined for duplicates of jane Dillon's winch nails-and Rose Price melodiously played the organ-WHEN you marveled at jane Cicero's fno connection with your third year headache! tresses and Helen Bridges a symphony of beauty and sophistication-WHEN you wondered why you couldn't call Marion Ward genii in- stead of just genius and you welcomed Mary Osmer's eagerness to please-WHEN you thought Rita Geaghan an octopus be- cause she had so many lingers to put in the pie. Are you beginning to remember us-- hm? YOU KNEW US WHEN 2? 2? 254 211 if 251 is 2k X as . H 2? 251 :ji :iz 214 wie wieiuz Tl-IE Paine AND joys or 203 WHEN-Juliet Benack answered every question with another question and Rita Brennan frantically paced the floor pulling her red hair and rolling her brown eyes in search of GIRLS-WHEN-jane Cahill entered in soft blue and you sighed and Mary Dwyer had her own Lend-Lease bill of 203. WHEN-Jean Geraghty looked ul- tra-ultra in her pompadour and f'Ave Ma- ria was sung superbly by Helen Hegarty -WHEN-you just looked on as Kathleen Glynn perfectly translated Latin and French and you tried desperately to per- suade Eileen McDer1nott to become a nurse -WHEN- Ginnyl' Lowe graced a seat and just being there made things lively, and our red-headed jack-of-all-trades, Ma- rie Hartigan had you envying her hatred of food-VITAMINS-OOH!-WHEN- you gazed longingly at Josephine Ryan's golden locks and you melted under Marie Hanophy's broad smile. TN 317 jean Mezzanotte and her partner-in- crime, Eleanor Morrissey went around thinking up mischievous pranks to spring on their trusting buddies WHEN- Zip'f Zeni crooned into your listening QPQ ears -the lyrics to the latest recordings, fresh from the jute boxes and Marie Gagliardi presented her pantomimes and monologues that you whole-heartedly applaud - WHEN-Lillian Arienzo passed by in an up-to-the-minute ensemble from her ward- robe that left you gasping-and Eileen Leddy commenced to describe her week- end dates-WHEN-Roseann Fearon went around injecting you with a series of words on school spirit-and Rita Stine dis- played a covering for the fourth hnger, lelt hand WHEN-Rose Harrison possessed the much envied baby-talk-and Flo Ta- tarka gave forth with her subtle wit-- WHEN-Dotty Desmond sprayed sunshine as if it were a liquid and Frieda Hauben- reich came in dreamy-eyed and then you discovered she had just obtained a license- her drivers license WHEN-Rita Law- rence went into spasms describing the sam- ersaults her heart insisted on doing after lindy hopping with a master of the art tex- ercise stimulates the heart, you under- standj and Kay Green and Mary Louis laughingly complained about crowded rooming quarters for commonly referred to 2 in a seatl WHEN-Betty Brant went about livening up dull moments-you re- member us! OUR HHOME SWEET HOME WAS 312 WHEN a voice from the wilderness could be heard moaning and groaning- 'fPuleese let me see your bookkeeping home work!-and Anna Donnelly breezed in at fourteen and a half minutes to nine look- ing as if a page from vogue had come to life-WHEN-Twinkle toes Ann McCabe doubled over with laughter at her own jokes and Jane Craven worried over her big CPD heartache. WHEN-Regina Catterson practically fainted on composition day and Wally Busch's description of 'four FEL- LOW commutersf' WHEN-Eleanor Geraghty, Jane Craven and Mary Budzyn enacted their super-super skit that had you chuckling two periods later and Eileen Mc- Govern passing around a handsome repro- duction of some casual acquaintance, WHEN-Helen Parker just pushed Sir Gloom out of the way and spread Prince Sunshine-and Margaret Merrigan went around snapping f'ideal subjects for her newly acquired hobby, photography WHEN-Marie Puydack loyally danced her feet off at St. joseph's and vows she wouldn't have missed it for the world and Kay Francis repeatedly shouted, stated and at last hoarsely whispered-'Tm no rela- tion to the movie star -Do you place us? WE RETGNED SUPREME TN 208 WHEN-Harriet Collyer delivered her hsuper-super'l English topics, and the trio of Meaney, Carson, and Mirorelli opened up the school every A. M. fsounds like a corporationj. WHEN-Mary Degnan sped past you, scribbled undistinguishable words on the board and dashed out-which inci- dentally meant she was present-and Mar- garet Keegan plus Rosemary Kennedy were stumped over the question of which material took the prettiest dye-WHEN- Catherine Comiskey and Margaret Condon were surrounded by mounds of literature and within their fortress of knowledge they managed to do their home work and the Misses Canny, Corkery and Comer com- plained wearily about the night before- They Worked Last Night. WHEN- Eileen Conboy and Betty Bindulsky recu- perated from Church affairs almost every day with the rising of the sun and Mar- garet Carmody always sported unique gad- gets-variety, too! WHEN-Marianna Pandolfo and Miriam Kelly made a solu- tion f?j in Chemistry-and Theodore Bartkus shifted her position to be more snug while reminiscing, WHEN-Ann Mo- loney pleaded to be informed by anyone fdo you hear, ANYONEU when the class rings were arriving and Ann Dwyer liter- ally fiew hither and thither-WHEN- Gert McGary practically cranned her neck out of joint checking the attendance as the second bell rudely gave notice of periods and Pat Leahy gave an air of mystery with her dark glasses.

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JUNE, 1941 LAUREL PAGES M ary Winters W .fast Gall You saw our Captain of the good ship LAUREL. You had to see her. To be specific, Madame Editor possesses an ar- dent affection for red-the brighter the bet- ter. She thrives on cokes and English muffins and is especially attracted to mu- sic-to quote classical stuffl'-she's noted far-and-wide for her vitality and 'fgol' and you continually get the impression youyd love to be wound around her little finger. After y0u've patiently waited for her she timidly approaches with Honest Injuns, I'm sorry! and you melt under her lu- minous eyes. In future decades when all else are faded memories we'll always re- member her incessant wheedling to read Mr, Blue perhaps because we think her characteristics and his foremost ones run parallel. In the same breath, may we present our editorls right hand-Marie Hartigan? Her ability to be on every floor of Memorial at the same instant still has us marvelling and her vivaciousness doesn't help us in solving our stupor. She lives to 'fsnapw scenes and we've come to believe scenes like to be snapped by her. Shels five feet two inches of Pepsi pretzels and shutters and be it known we wouldn't trade an inch of that lovable mixture of all the treas- ures in the world. The third right hand of Madame Editor is Mary Degnan. Aside from that week she dedicated to worrying about her commence- ment photos she beamed from ear to ear. Deggie's a maker of the art of merry mak- ing and you usually find yourself roaring over a week-old joke-so contagious is her laugh. Catherine Bell is the last but far from least of the Senior quartet. Her eyes ex- press more in a glance than oceans of words ever could. Sophisticated from her toeless pumps to her raven ringlets, we caught her with her hair down one after- noon as she indulged in tennis. With these few words we send a prayer along the silent way to Him-a prayer for added suc- cess and happiness in their respective fields. DESIGN FOR LIVING Undoubtedly, we can, each and every one of us, recall, the days before yesterday when we stared with wide-eyed admiration at Hgrown upsf' We listened intently to discussions that made our little minds swim in a sea of uncomprehending thoughts. But ideals were ever towering on gilded pedestals as we wiled away contented. happy hours in dreamland-capriciously deciding we would be this, we would be that when we grew up. Our time has come--no longer is it ours to dream, ours it is now to live. A new horizon is before us, sometimes dark clouds shall obstruct our view, but we shall trudge on, intrepid pilgrims, until at last in adora- tion we kneel forever at the shrine which lies beyond. This is no quaking castle of blocks built with an infant's fumbling hands,', it is the eternal home of the God we know, we love, we serve. Our ideals are with us yet, seeds care- fully cultured have blossomed and one lily, calm and serene, graces the highest altar in the cathedral of the blue. Mary, the purest, simplest child ever to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven, earth's most perfect woman. Our Lady was Hgrown upgl' we, the Catholic women of tomorrow must like- wise be so. No longer must we hurry hither and thither, seeking to grasp the un- attainable soap bubbles of our childish fancies, we must gather to ourselves and our loved ones the things we can take with us. Patience must overrule our petulant fretfulness at the perversity of life's many obstinate triiies, we must steer the control wheel of our emotions with a steady hand guided by a mature mind and the grace of God. Our Queen smiles on us this June and with our hands in hers we will toddle quite gracefully to the feet of her Son. But all this is not accomplished in an hour, a day, and not without the Cross. To walk this holy road of royalty was our Lady's rightg it is our privilege. SOUVENIR I pressed a tiny flower 'Twixt the pages of My memory book. It was pure as light And stately as a queen. It bowed its head As if 'twere wont to die. Then I crushed it-trembling still And glistening with my tears. Someday an unseen impetus Will move me look again Upon this llow'r of days gone by. I shall not find it crisp Or dead-I know- For when I bid it come to life My heart has said ...Itwill! MARY WINTERS, '4l. lfaurel Czfpreaths Perfect Lady ...............,...... Margaret Most Most School Spirit .......... Marie Hartigan Lovely to Look At ........ Margaret Ahearne Miss Versatility ...... Personality Plus First Thespian ..... Catherine Bell Mary Degnan Mary Forker All-Around Girl ............ Elizabeth Sheehan Prima Donna ............................ Rita Stine Artiste par Excellence ........ Frances Basil Magic Fingers of Memorial Mental Magician Wanda Wojciechowska Marian Ward She Trips the Light Fantastic Best Business Personalities .... ..... Perfect Secretary Ann McCabe Jane Craven Regina Catterson Eleanor Geraghty Champ Typist ................ Walburga Busch FIRST-RATERS Orchestra .........................,.. Jimmy Dorsey Song ............ Dance .................. Radio Program ....... Comedian .......... Singers ............... Intermezzo Peabody Aldrich Family Bob Hope l Helen OlConnell Bob Eberly Moving Picture ........ Men of Boys Town Boy's College ...... ............... N otre Dame Girlls College .,.......... Actress .............. Actor ....... Mount St. Vincent Bette Davis James Stewart i Scholarship Winners I. New Rochelle Partial Scholarship Rosemary Dugan Virginia Doran Anne Heffernan II. Good Counsel College Partial Scholarship Anne Heffernan III. Scudder Secretarial Full Scholarship Maricn Ward Partial Scholarship I Jane Dillon Agnes Ferber IV. Brown's Business School Partial Scholarship Agnes Ferber Mary Osmers Bernadette Egan Kathleen Kane Dorothy Bryant V. Mount St. Vincent Partial Scholarship Helen Van Ackere VI. Knights of Columbus Business Scholarship Mary Osmers

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JUNE, 1941 l. A U R E l. PAGE 5 cc cc 44 CLAIRE KAMINSKI With the amazing fiow of energy, vitality and versatility that is so characteristic of our Class President, Claire entered Memorial and entered our hearts. . Her active spirit has manifested itself time and again, proof being found in her interest in the Glee Club. her skill and striking originality in the Art Club. These, however, are only two of the many fields which have witnessed the endeavors and triumphs we have come to know so well. True, we have appreciated her tireless activity on our behalf. Yet it is in the ca- pacity of a friend that the true and lasting qualities of her deeper nature have shone forth. In work as well as in play she was ever equal to the task she found before her. With an unassuming grace, a quiet dignity and a very decided manner of capability she took the helm of the class and kept it on the steady course. Certainly it may be said of her 'fshe did all things wellf, And now that the time of parting has come, there is little we can say besides fffarewellf' and a sincere heartfelt wish that the future may bestow upon her the suc- cess she has known with us-the happiness that seems inevitably hers. VIRGINIA LOWE A scattering of names on the board-fifty and some few more of us dashing in and out could put 203 into quite a dither at any moment.-But always in the midst, cool, calm and collected stands Ginny,', our ever ready willing and able little class Prexy. Not only is Virginia an outstanding mem- ber of our class but also of the school. While the rest of us were still feeling the effects of that eternally trite swimming pool on the roof she was ffmaking a name as an effervescent member of the hockey team tshe is captain of the squadb. Since our sophomore days we have been eagerly watching our Ginny putting with deft ease a difficult ball through a certain little bas- ket, scoring victories for Memorial. However, our President is a good sport in more than athletics, she is a regular girl, capable and dependable with an endearing smile all her own. Always and ever, she is doing something for somebody and when ZO3 issues an urgent S. O. S. we organize a searching party and go Ginny Lowe hunt- ing -itls become quite a game. Now with the inevitable parting ap- proaching, we say Adieu Ginny, know- ing her indomitable spirit will live in our hearts. vi- E Scltolctstzic Satellites just as it is natural for mortals to be gregarious, it is equally characteristic for them to select leaders. Although we con- sider ourselves too young to be prosaically classed as mortals, we, the Senior class. have chosen to place these girls high upon the pedestal of our esteem. Therefore in the following paragraphs we shall attempt to extol the virtues of our delectae -the Class Presidents. - MARIE RABATIN To taste the flavor of youth and gaiety and yet enjoy the essence of sweetness and capa- bility, simultaneously, is a rare pleasure for Memorial. And who indeed made this de- , light possible? None other than our Marie Rabatin, Class President, and, may we add, class funster. As chief executive of 317. Marie achieved remarkable affirmation of her suggestions and decisions. Never did her judgment fail to bring a stir of ap- proval from her fellow students and charges. Mariels practical earnestness was incessantly challenged by that merry twin- kle in her eye and her ardent interest in school frolics. Yet, behind that cheery smile was the undaunted leader necessary for Memorial to carry on. Indeed, not a few of the solved problems are due to her stable reasoning. JANE CRAVEN There is something utterly different about jane. There is some- thing that places on her the stigma of lead- ership, and about her the aura of friendliness. 2 She's of medium height, slight build, she has meticulously-curled brown hair and laughing blue eyes. But perhaps you doubt our veracity. Perhaps you think these are words-idle words. We submit a proof. Jane has held the presidential chair for four successive terms. Two years have surrendered their cares, troubles and executive problems to her and like putty in a sculptor's hand they have been successfully moulded. She has her own philosophy on trouble-she pre- tends it isn't there and upon second glance it usually isn't. Can she take bantering? Madame Pres- ident bears derision's stigma on the point of a certain young man lsee class notesj and still she fiashes a good natured smile. She loves people, music, chocolate bars, and straw hats. We are wont to say farewell, but we know that her memory like a peb- ble thrust into a stream will send its rip- ples forever into the blue and a horizon of happiness. R va xx as ALICE MAE METZNER She's as sparkling as sun on crystal. She has no inhibitions that ac- company moods. She is Alice Metzner of Room 210. She loathes affecta- tion and superfluity of detail. She loves the simple things in life. Swimming is an obsession with her. She admires horses but is a bit skeptical about riding them. She has a quiet brand of in- telligence. The French and math clubs are pleasant sessions when perked up by her scintillating wit. She has hazel eyes and bro-wn hair, that has the sweeping softness of tufted sum- mer clouds. When reading she prefers a light diet. You will seldom, if ever, find her digesting a book that is drama with a broad Ha. It is her opinion that fishing should be done with nets-not hooks. It is more humane. She is not superstitious, but, you rarely see her when she is not wearing blue. Blue in any shade or tint is her favorite hue. She is at home indoors or out. And she has that unusual gift of making you feel at home when in her presence. EILEEN FITZGERALD Without any of the formality she detests- meet Eileen Fitzgerald, President of 202. Hear the slow arrest- ing voice that verges on , , a drawl. See the V A' f , I QQ loitering smile that .2 1 echoes laughter in crinkling green eyes. Surely, you sense the magnetic something that demands further acquaintance. She is like the tumbling tumbleweed- traveling with an effortless abandon. The ease with which she accomplishes so many things is nothing short of amazing. If you, in a weak moment, should accompany her -the territory covered should render you useless for ensuing activity. Her schedule for the day must read like what not to do for a rest cure. just to give you a vague idea consider yourself first at the Guidance Room, then at the French Club and so far into the afternoon. Appalling thought is it not? But to Ei- leen, living is a joy-and to work is to live. Therefore, because she gets a kick out of doing things, she is finished with a thing before others can figure out an approach.. This vitality, this glow of living, is Eileen's charm. Are you a Dodger fan-Well, then, see the second row, third from the left in the bleachers? Don't look now, but that's Eileen.