Chesapeake and Ohio Hospital School of Nursing - Aeneid Yearbook (Huntington, WV)

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On September 4, 1956, between showers, four homesick little girls descended on the C O Nurses Home with various trunks, boxes, teddy bears and high school pennants. We were greeted by the merry tinkle of the cash register with Mrs. Payne presiding like J. P, Morgan himself. We were next greeted by a most professional Miss Ricks and Miss Reynolds in their starched white uniforms - Every young girls dream. For the rest of the week we partied, toured, and tripped over our own white nurses oxfords we were so proudly breaking in. We thought, Nursing is the life for us. The following week we were weighted down by books the size of encyclopedias and expected to recite them the next day. Our idea of nursing had changed. No one told us it would be like this. We learned to pronounce twenty-six word letters with hardly any mistakes. We also learned how to read comic books during study hour without being disturbed by the Warden of Third Hall, Mrs. Dondley. After two months of drilling and constant instruction we were allowed to fill water pitchers and our only friends were the maids and orderlies. Six months later on March 4, 1957, fifteen proud girls received their caps, we didn ' t think that we could do it. Now our status had improved somewhat - we were expected to know as much as the graduates. So we struggled through the first year at C O. Vacations approached rapidly (much needed too) along with affiliations. We poor little freshmen were overcome by the magnificence of the Greenbrier at our first Holly Ball. Then came affiliation at Spring Grove State Hospital. We returned feeling like liscensed psychiatrists, diagnosing everyone in sight. We were convinced everyone was crazy but me and thee, and we weren ' t sure about thee. We begged off from work at the Medical College of Virginia and attended the Holly Ball. Sandra Pivont was crowned Queen. The Holly Ball was a big success. Classes started again on March 15, 1958. The dreaded comprehensives and of course Professional adjustments. Graduation neared and work began on the annual. (Oh! the hair we pulled out). With everything in full swing, we leave the beat-up furniture, leaking ceilings, the bathroom of second floor with shower nozzle off and our ragged unifomis to the incoming seniors. We wish you all the best of luck and may you have success and happiness in your chosen profession. We hope that you will enjoy nurses training as much as we have.

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BEST ALL AROUND Sandra Pivont MOST LIKELY TO SUCCEED Anna Marie Carmean WITTIEST Patsy Powell T h e M o s t MOST HELPFUL TO SCHOOL Laura Dick MOST STUDIOUS Iva Zollman BEST PERSONALITY Sandra Pivont

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Last Will and Testament We, the graduating class of 1959, being of reasonably sound mind, do thereby bequeath our last will and testament. To the nurses home, we leave the linen stowed away in our closets, the coffee cups under the sink table, and the spoons in the medicine cabinet. To the Juniors, we leave our charge duty on South 111, worn uniforms, and ragged belts. To the Freshmen, we leave our ability to keep 4th hall roaring with excitement and any old discarded boy friends. To the Pre-Clinic a Is, we leave our books and study hours, in hopes that you will use them. I, Jackie Unroe, do will my ability to drink cokes to anyone who has the money to buy them. I, Ethel Mae Grimes, do will my ability to stay up past 11:00 to anyone who can get by with it. - I couldn’t. 1, Patsy Powell, do will my ability to feed crackers to my boyfriend, in the kitchen, to someone who has better luck than 1 did. I, Nancy King, do will my love for the country to all the soft city girls. I, Annamarie Carmean, do will my unicaps and peanut butter sandwiches to Jenny Ir¬ vine in hopes that they put more weight on her bones than they did on mine. I, Nancy Keller, do will my dancing to Elaine Leisher, except the mambo. I, Laura Dick, do will my luck in love and marriage to all the girls concentrating on matrimony. I, Ella Mae Simmons, do will my ability to write a letter every night to anyone who wants to do it. I, Jeanie Tyree, do will my five learner’s permits to anyone who can drive better than I can. I, Mary Varney, do will my nightly trips to the corner to Doris Farrar. I, Sandra Pivont, do will my love for food and my ability to eat and not gain weight to the dieting supervisors. I, Iva Zollman, do will my ability to be married, live in the nurses’ home, and still spend a couple days a week at home to anyone who can keep up with this schedule. I, Carolyn Powell, do will my quiet ways and ability to get along with the supervisors to Brenda DiGrassi. I, Janice Berry, do will nothing, leave nothing, to anyone who has less than this.