Blessed Sacrament Academy - Silva Yearbook (San Antonio, TX)

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Seniors

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The Stars Incline But Do Not Compel Riding through the Milky Way one night in my Rocket Ship, I accidently bumped into a large sleeping star. I offered my humble apologies, and after the star accepted them, I exclaimed that he looked familiar to me and he answered gruffly: Of course I do. Reflected on my countenance is the face of the person over whom I shine. I am the star of your old classmate, Bernice Conrad. You would never imagine what the future held for her. Bernice is the only wom an candidate for the Presidency, and a pretty good chance she has for it, l'm thinking . Then he introduced me to another star. l am the guiding light of Margaret Nehr. Margaret now owns a large ranch in Southern California and spends her time roping cattle and ac- companying her cowboy-actor husband on the guitar. Mr. Star then pointed to a far-off and explained: I-Ie watches over another classmate of yours. I-Ier name is Praxedes Hannah. She is in far-off India teaching the Indian children. She's a mild and meek soul and is very successful. A very white star then strolled over to me. I arn the star that watches over Madge Leleux. Madge was one of your nearest friends. She is now nursing the wounded in battle-torn Europe. When she returns she is going to marry and settle down to a quiet life. The white star introduced me to another star who said, I am the star who guided Irene Bordelon. Irene joined the Convent two years after her graduation. She is now majoring in English. Suddenly a very little star danced over my way: I am the star who shines over Amanda Franco. Amanda has put her artistic talent 'lo good use and travels all over the world, exhibiting her paintings. Slowly a studious-looking star, wearing horn-rimmed glasses, came over to me: I am the star who follows Helen Barger. She is a noted explorer and is now in the heart of Africa looking for the burial place of the elephants. Gradually the stars began to fade and I noticed the night was ending. I had to hop in my rocket and fly back to earth, without ever learning my own future. -Peggy Bordelon. Page Twelve

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TOP ROW: Madge Leleux Irene Bardelon BOTTOM ROW: Helen Barger Praxedes Hannah Page Fourteen