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

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East le)Ef We, the graduating class of 1968, being of meek mind, body, and spirit, do hereby bequeath the following to our underclassmen: I, Judy Boyd, will my ability to sleep any place, anytime, and under any circumstances to anyone who needs it. 1, Donna Craft, do hereby will my ability to drive Mrs. Lugar up the wall to anyone who thinks they can get by with it. I, Sandy Dorland, will my ability to eat and my hoof and mouth disease to Nancy Prewitt -- she is already pretty good at both. 1, Barbara Durham, will my many textbooks to anyone who will use them. 1, Barbara Garber, will my ability to play the piano for devotions to anyone who would not like their hands to fall off. 1, Judy Garten, will my ability to date the same fellow througli 3 years of training to Cecelia Ross — she already has a good start. 1, Susan Garten, will the Nurses Residence locks for the bathrooms . . . mine always seemed to be lacking one. I, Donna Hartbarger, will my bed in the Annex to anyone who likes the occupancy. 1, Jill Johnson, will my ability to sleep through OB and Psych classes to anyone who feels daring. I, Barbara Knight, will the “K” mailbox and my Mother’s daily letters to my sister, Linda Kniglit. 1, Jean Lockridge, will my ability to fall asleep in Miss Garland’s class at least once every week to anyone who enjoys being yelled at. 1, Barbara Martin, will my shaky hands to any underclassman who needs an extra pair. I, Sharon McCormick, will my northern accent to anyone who thinks they can do it justice. 1, Chris McDaniel, will my incorrect grammar to Miss Garland in hopes she will do much to improve it. 1, Donna McFadden, will my ability to get into trouble without really trying to my “little sister’’, Mary Jane Patton. I, Martha Moore, will to my little sisters, Patty Potts and Carolyn Sanger, what is left of my intestinal fortitude they will need it to finish training. I also will my ability for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time to anyone who is brave enough to want it.

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MISS BARBARA JEAN WILSON Clifton Forge, Virginia “MOST DEPENDABLE” Most often can be found writing to A.W.. . . Usually heard saying, “See ya Sunday!” .. . Likes AM., fruit, yellow roses, and A1 Martino. . . Dislikes empty mailboxes and confusion . . . Ambition-to get married. CLASS SONG: “THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM” CLASS FLOWER: WHITE CARNATIONS TRIMMED WITH RED CLASS MOTTO: “WE’VE CROSSED THE BAY, THE OCEAN LIES BEFORE US.” MRS. MARJORIE K. KEY MRS. ELLA M. SHULL 17

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ancf uesiameni I, Peggy Payne, will my ability to get into predicaments and messes to anyone who has the ability to get out of them. I, Becky Powell, will my place in lunch line to anyone who possesses a strong stomach. I, Sue Pugh, will all my train passes from Charlottesville and Baltimore to anyone who enjoys to travel. I, Carol Racer, will my “little sisters”, Helen Shafer and Liz Hall, only the best memories of my experiences at C 0. I, Sherrel Scott, will my positive thinking to Lynn Sparks in hopes she will share it with others. I, Barbara Wilson, will my quick temper to everyone who is without one — there is enough to go around. We, the Senior Class, will to our determined underclassmen our class song in hopes that they will be successful in achieving their “impossible dream”. “THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM” To dream the impossible dream. To fight the unbeatable foe. To bear with unbearable sorrow. To run where the brave dare not go. To right the unrightable wrong. To be better far than you are. To try when your arms are too weary. To reach the unreachable star. This is my quest, to follow that star; No matter how hopeless; no matter how far. To be willing to give when there’s no more to give. To be willing to die so that honor and justice may live. And I know if I’ll only be true to this glorious quest. My heart will lie peaceful and calm when I lay to my rest. The world will be better for this. That one man scorned and covered with scars. Still strove with his last ounce of courage. To reach the UNREACHABLE STAR. 19