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

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Gfass Gfisioru On Sunday, August 8, 1965, a new life began for 29 young, frightened, but extremely anxious girls. It was this day we embarked on a career in which there would never be a turning back. This experience would permanently effect our lives. Our class consisted of girls from Virginia, West Virginia, Illinois, Florida, and Penns}dvania. All had one dream in mind — to become the best professional nurse possible. I do not think anyone will forget that exciting day. It consisted of registration; a reception in the hospital dining room in which we were introduced to the faculty. Then the “good — byes” were said, and the tears began to fall. After talking to our fellow class members, we discovered we were not alone for each one was experiencing the same hopes and fears. The rest of the evening was spent moving in and having a big gab session at the water fountain. The next few weeks were spent learning our way around the hospital, trying to remember everyone’s name, electing class officers, and learning to live with a stranger. After six weeks of classes, staying up late studying for tests, failing tests, being scared to death by our clinical experience, and learning to fall to sleep by the music from the railroad yards and the perfumed fragrance from Covington; we were given one week vacation which was long overdue. The college life began, another first for C 0 and for us. It provided love for some. Jill, Becky, and Donna all met fellows at the college and later became their wives. We all learned to enjoy the taste of fried grasshoppers. You wouldn’t believe how one grasshopper can raise your grade. The most exciting aspect of college days was the ride to and from the Nurses Home. Have you ever made a square turn or crossed a bridge sideways? On March 27, 1966, all our tears, hard work, and loss of sleep were rewarded by receiving our caps — a gift worth all the effort each girl had exerted. With the coming of summer, the housemothers became experts of the outdoor grill. Barbara Knight was blessed with a pair of wheels which could often be seen going to Pratt, West Virginia. Fall ’66, brought Junior stripes, affiliations, and OR experience. We will be remembered as the only C 0 class never to attend fraternity parties while at U. VA., but we sure did enjoy weekends off and train rides from Baltimore. In OR Judy Boyd learned to re-scrub, and Susie’s desire to become an OR nurse increased. 1967, brought Senior stripes, Peds affiliation, and charge duty. Carol enjoyed filling out incident sheets during her charge duty. The Holly Ball proved to be the most wonderful of all. We were the first Senior class to be in complete attendance. Chris was chosen Queen and Donna McFadden was elected princess to everyone’s delight. As our Senior year came to an end, fear of state boards increased, but it was nice to be home as one big family again after a year and a half of separation. GRADUATION!! August, 1968, — who could believe it had really happened to us. None of this could have been possible without understanding and support from our parents and skillful guidance from our instructors. We leave with tears and sadness of being separated once again, but with much hope and happiness in our hearts for we are about to live the life we have planned for so long. We are proud of you C 0, and you shall never be forgotten. Good — bye. . . 20

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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

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Cjfass CPronJii ropn ecu Something very strange happened last night that I would like to relate to you. I was sitting watching the rain and thinking back ten years ago when I was in training. All of a sudden through the rain I saw visions of my classmates as they are today, August 4, 1978. Judy Boyd is working part time in ICU in Charleston, W. Va. Seems she married a Doctor who wants twelve children too. Barbara Knight finally got her degree. She’s thinking about becoming a Director of a school of nursing in New York City. Bobbie and A. W. are living on a ranch out west — all five of their little boys love to ride the horses their Father trains. Barbara Garber became a nurse — midwife in the back hills of Virginia — she’s delivered 140 babies to date. Sharon has become a Pediatric supervisor, but she still finds it hard to deal with new medical students on her units. Barbara Martin married a lav yer. I wonder who is winning the arguments in that family? Donna and Larry are both in the Navy. Larry is in the intelligence division, and Donna wanted to know all the secrets too. Jill and Jerry are in Washington. Jill is teaching classes in coronary care, and Jerry is a U.S. Senator. You should see all the little ones now. Sandy is at Cape Kennedy in the Air Force. She just may be the first female on the moon. They need a nurse at one of the space stations. Marty and Mike are still living in Clifton Forge. She is now a charge nurse on West 2 at C 0. She always did enjoy that floor. Peggy has a good job in Pittsburgh at one of the steel plants. Her husband is an engineer at the same plant. Donna and Clarence are living in New Orleans. She’s retired now after working double duties while Clarence was in school at V.P.I. Chris received her degree and is now doing research work in nutrition — something to do with instant weight gain. Sherrell is working in Richmond in the emergency room. She’s giving lessons in positive thinking and sleep therapy in the evenings. Jean and Chip are now in Texas. He just opened up a new department store, and Jean is the employee’s health nurse. Sue and Bob are living in Richmond. She only works two weeks every year. She may enter the Mrs. America Contest this year. Carol is a charge nurse on a geriatric unit and is assistant editor of the American Journal of Nursing. Becky and David are living in Washington. David is working for the government, and Becky is in public health. Donna Craft is on the President’s board for health and physical fitness. She also wrote a book on how to lose 60 pounds through determination. Barbara and Paul are living outside Covington. She is working as an office nurse. She always did want a 9 - 5 job. Susie and Bob are living in Huntington, W. Va. She is an OR supervisor. They have already started their big family. As for me, I am an OB instructor. My husband, our two children, and 1 are planning on moving to Florida soon. I’ll be seeing you in my dreams. Love, Judy 21