Christ Hospital School of Nursing - Tower Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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lass Prophecy 1933 TIME: IXIAY 17, 1943 wAs TR.-IVELING to-day from Cincinnati to Detroit. On the way the bus was delayed at a small town on the outskirts of Centerville. The name of the town was Hopkinsville, which was named for Sara Hopkins, the famous pioneer. I was told that the bus would not be able to continue the journey for some time, so I decided to see what Hopkinsville could alsford me in the way of amusement. Wlalking down the main street thelirst thing I spied was an immense, beautiful electric sign blazing forth the words- Mary Margaret Anderson, Leading I,ady in the Follies of 1943, just Arrived From Broadway. The name sounded familiar. There was a classmate of mine that graduated with me back in 1933 from Christ Hospital. But I was sure she couldn't be the same person. XYalking on a few steps farther, I saw coming toward me none other than Irene, with Stanley and the twins. I asked Irene if that was the same Mary Anderson that graduated with us. She said it was and that all the classmates had co-operated and started a city all their own. XYell, I was very much surprised to hear this, but, as I had been traveling for the past nine years, many things could have happened. I started on down the street and came to a fairly large building that appeared to be a hospital. And so it was. Coming out of the door was Mildred Ramsey. She told me she had just been up to the Maternity IYard to see Daisy. I entered the building and who should be standing in the lobby but Erma Yoirs, who finally lived up to her angelic expression and became a nun. Erma was talking to Phyllis Iierlin, who is superintendent of nurses. At information desk was Ifreeda Howser. I asked her where I could find the Maternity Ward. She directed me to the elevator and none other than Dorothea McQuiston opened the door. On reaching the ward I found Opal Strickler, a beauty expert, setting Daisy's hair. After chatting a while, time was getting short and, coming out of the room, I bumped into Virginia Cain, supervisor in the Hare-I.ip and Cleft Palate Wlard, and Mary Beatty, supervisor of the Psychiatry Department. Passing through the downstairs corridor I met lilvelyn Schroeder, who is the new chef in the hospital. On leaving the hospital I met Ifrancis Patton, a successful public health nurse, and with the little black bag, too. Walking on down the street I came to the business district. In several windows I saw signs. Un nearing I could read them very distinctly. At one window was, Keeler, Leighninger, and CundiI'I'fAdvice to the I.ove- lorn. At another, I'Idna Iflannery, Lecturer on 'How to Behave Among RitIlRaII g Roxie .Ionese 'Advocator of Three-Hour Nights' 3 Alma Nlclsay- e'The Girl Who Reads Your Ifuture if She Knows Your Past' 4 Ruth Iiouschuetsky, I.ecturer on 'How to Sleep Peacefully Through Any Classf I was becoming hungry and not caring whether I missed the bus now, S2

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class entering after us made us feel much older, that we were progressing more and more, even if' we didn't realize it at all times. Summer brought the time for our first vacations after what we thought was a year of real honest-to-goodness workout, with our classes ending for the year. Miss W'aln, one of our instructors, resigned to accept the position as superintendent of nurses in another hospital. Wie were very glad for Miss Wlaln's promotion, but we hated to give her up. After our enjoyable summer, classes began again in October. During this second year we were assigned to our first special work. Some went to the Diet Kitchen, Operating Room, Gbstetrical Department, and Childrenls Hospital, gradually assuming greater responsibility. During the junior year Madeline Root was elected as president. Graduation for the Class of ,32 came in May, and we all began dream- ing of a year from then. This was the first realization we had of what a glorious time was in store for us. W'e were glad to enter into some of their graduation activities. The Junior-Senior reception at the Chatter Box of the Sinton-St. Nicholas was our first taste of the rounds of graduation. Class Day was a very exciting oneewith such competition to get our ribbons the highest. W'e were successful with crimson and silver fluttering from The Tower. Everybody entered into the spirit, with it lasting all day, and the final touch added in the evening, which was an lndian Camp and Treasure Hunt on the hill. The hunt will never be forgotten, and we all looked like Indians in our red-lined capes. The Spring Formal was a very pretty sight with all the gay colors and a very merry group. The summer months soon sped along. just to think we were Seniors. Gnly two years ago we had entered as an excited group who thought when we were older we could outgrow all these fears, but we found we were still just as worried as when we were Probies. Graduation time was creeping nearer. W'e tried to act dignified with all our rejoicing and gayety. Wie were all interested in our sale, held in our Tea Room on the fourth floor of the Nurses' Home. W'e gave the operetta, The Quest of the Gypsy, which we were pleased to have given with success. W'e tried to do the best we could in all our undertakings. Classesl If' we should fail? Failure at this time would be fatal to our long-looked-forward-to career as ugraduate nurses. Study, exams, pass, were our main thoughts. W'hat rejoicing after these were over and we learned our standing. Commencement-what joys planning and selecting our wardrobe for our activities. Gur lives became busier and fuller than ever before. Still we had an ache in our hearts, which at times we couldn't explain when we thought of going on into the world after these three years of training, learning, and companionship. Graduation night we were a mixture of emotions as we marched slowly up the aisle thinking of the future. Sad to be leaving dear old C. H. S. N., and yet happy to think we are starting forth on a great career and wondering what we, the Class of '33, would be doing a year from then. W'e are just ordinary though busy, sometimes sad and often glad, full of high ambitions and hope. Each day making a brighter spot in our memories and lovely friendships of dear old C. H. S. N., our training seems as a lovely song- The song is ended, but the melody lingers on. -lX'I.1.ay ANDERSON, '33. 51

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after meeting my old friends, I decided to try the night club of the town. I was met at the door by Frances Lampe, owner of the club. I was greeted royally and given a good seat where I could watch the floor show while I Elie. The first thing on the program was Minner Trautman singing Paradise I-Iow that song brought back the memories. A chorus of girls came dancing out next. I recognized in the chorus Ethel Miller, Laura Noodel, Louise Mussey, and Marie Ohmer. My, how those girls had changed! Coming out of the night club a new advertisement was being put up on the billboard next door. I watched the procedure and what do you think it was? :X picture of little Edna Pate passing out Lucky Strike cigarettes. Can you imagine? I crossed the street and saw a row of stores. The first one I came to was a photographers I glanced inside and saw Ruth Lanter trying to shoot I-Ielen Landis, famous model for magazine articles. Next door was a bookshop. Miriam Heinz's picture was in the window with her new novel, The Road to a Man's Heart and I-Iow to Travel It. On the corner was a drug store. I entered and saw Margaret Rossjerking sodas and talking to a bunch of high-school boys. :Xt the other counter was NYilma Slane, lecturing to two women and a man about some kind of new medicine on how to lose two pounds a day and retain your health. I came out of the drug store and across the street on an empty lot was a huge tent, and gales of laughter were issuing forth. I hurried over and at the entrance was a sign which read, I-Iolder and Young, Circus. Ad- mission I5 cents. I became interested at once and decided to take it in. I paid my fifteen cents, went in, and found a good seat close to the ring. It had just started and the dancing twins, Elma Buchanan and Lelia Bourne, were performing. .-Xnother act featured .Iune McConnell and Dorothy Culp, trapeze performers. During a pause in the entertainment I glanced around to see if I could find the rest of my classmates. I spied Ruth I-Iershey in a box seat, so I went over to talk to her. She told me she had been elected as first woman mayor of I-Iopkinsville, and that was sure an honor. Cn the other side of the tent I saw a party of people. As far as I could see there were four couples with many small children surrounding them. I could distinguish Martha P. and Pete, hladeline and Dtt, Olive and Charlie and, oh, yes, Velma and Don. Ruth told me that they were all married and that the children were theirs and not an orphanage. I told her I had seen all my classmates that I had graduated with but two, and they were Diamond IYarner and Mary Forshey. Ruth informed me that Diamond was nurse on the Island Queen in Cincinnati, and Mary and lien were living happily in South America, teaching the natives to wear grass skirts. After the circus I hurried back to the bus station, just as the bus was getting ready to leave. I reached my destination tired but happy to have seen all my old friends again. It was a big day! -ADELINE ScHi'BER'r, 133. S3