Columbia University School of Nursing - Yearbook (New York, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1949 volume:

[g j J j MMMIMlE] Stanch awct Sfoifteb School o£ Ttwteuty Tiei ty vt6 €tf t Oun ' Dean Greetings to the Class of 1 949 ! The yearbook for the Class of 1949 should be a chronicle of notable events, for these three years have been full of achievement. Yours was the excitement of arrival before the new wings on Maxwell Hall were furnished, — and your first year was busy with visitors viewing your domain at all hours of the day and night. Visitors from all over the world have been the order of the day, since the meetings of the International Council of Nurses in the spring of your freshman year. Yours was the distinction of starting the celebration of The Half-Way Mark in the middle of your second year. The installation of General Eisenhower as President of Columbia Uni- versity coincided with the opening of your senior year, — and your class presi- dent represented all of our students in that remarkable academic procession. Your success in the 1948 Red Cross Drive ($1,116.00) and in the 1949 spring bazaar benefitting the Foster Parents Plan for War Children ($1,900.00); the establishment of the Sample Room as a regular service in Maxwell Hall, and its fine contribution toward the Yearbook; your effective interest and support of the student recruiting activities: all of these achieve- ments combined with your outstanding academic and professional records bear permanent testimony to your abilities, to your good judgment in choosing leaders within your group, and to your fine spirit of cooperation. We congratulate you on all of these achievements. We promise you our sincere interest in the years to come, wherever you may be; and we welcome your resourcefulness and your high ideals in the ranks of our alumnae! jLwffi.0W 70e ' Dedicate t We, the Class of 1949, are proud to dedicate our yearbook to Miss Ruth Lynch, who, as our class adviser, with her gracious and kindly personality, has guided us through these three years, patiently listening to our troubles and giving us sage advice. In this manner we have tried to show our apprecia- tion for her untiring efforts and inspiring interest in molding our careers. Director Emeritus School of Nursing Presbyterian Hospital Out Director of Surgical Service Presbyterian Hospital m WMwL ■HHH i m LAN oft June Ethelyn Abercrombie 17 South Ferris Street Irvington-on-Hudson, New York Did you ever have the measles, and if so, how many? Virginia M. Allen 402 Park Avenue Rutherford, New Jersey Humor is the harmony of the heart. p JL - Jtk Sm p vf w Ik I Susan Arwood 1 1 2 Delaware Avenue Ithaca, New York ' Uneasy rests the head that wears a crown. Lois M. Baker Pine City, New York ' Enjoy the present day. ' Elizabeth J. Beebe Lampang, Siam Sober, steadfast, and demure. ' Olive M. Benn 46 Carnegie Avenue East Orange, New Jersey The wise are never without friends. P -- Anne Elizabeth Bethell 20 North Broadway White Plains, New York How we laughed as we labored together! u i Elizabeth D. Bird c o Mrs. C. L. Richmond Washington, Connecticut ' Sings, plays, and dances well. ' t Constance Birney 935 Clay Avenue Scranton, Pennsylvania Oh world, I cannot hold thee close enough! Geraldine L. Bishop 345 East 36th Street Paterson, New Jersey Admire her for her wit, if she be talking. jj - . oj A Harriett Boland 1707 North Webster Avenue Dunmore, Pennsylvania She never yet was foolish that was fair. ' Martha Fuller Borden Nashoba Road Concord, Massachusetts Like, but, oh so different! 3 i Doris Eleanor Borglum 765 - 49th Street Brooklyn 20, New York ' Life is mostly froth and bubble. ' 7 Nancy Bristol Three Mile Hill Middlebury, Connecticut ' She walks in beauty like the night. ' Evelyn Louise Brown 56 Bergen Avenue Ridgefield Park, New Jersey For a light heart lives long. Annie Elizabeth Bullick 68-26 Fleet Street Forest Hills, New York So little done, so much to do! 9 B. Elizabeth Bunting 437 Roosevelt Avenue Northfield, New Jersey ' I have no superfluous leisure. Elyse Campbell J 1 4 North Wooster Avenue Dover, Ohio Dainty charms proclaim. Ztf Shirley Elizabeth Carlson 419 Newland Avenue Jamestown, New York They are never alone who are accompanied by noble thoughts. pV v Marjorie Elizabeth Cooper Washingtonville, New York A dewey freshness fills the air. ft Dorothy L. Delamater 3118 Old French Road Erie, Pennsylvania ' Few things are impossible to diligence and skill. Martha Elizabeth Ernst 9308 - 70th Avenue Forest Hills, New York Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind. ' o C Ann Evtushek Huff Avenue Manville, New Jersey ' m dancing on a volcano. Catherine M. Federoff 352 East Second Street Erie, Pennsylvania I yearn upward. y Gloria A. Gaylord 138 Crane Avenue Pittsf ield, Massachusetts ' Quiet and sweet, pleasing to meet. ' s Cecelia Antoinette Graham 512 North McKean Street Butler, Pennsylvania Oh, call back yesterday! Oh, time return ! Wt Lorraine M. Grant 450 Dunham Avenue Mount Vernon, New York Vivacity is the gift of woman. ' Estelle Marie Guidice 38 Chilton Street Elizabeth, New Jersey Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. % Elizabeth Guy Afton, New York And lose no friends, and gain no foes. Martha E. Haber Kings Ferry Road Montrose, New York Common sense is instinct, and enough of it is genius. i a 4 J 1 ?y w W 1 it , Ruth Hall Park and Jackson Avenues Seaford, New York A good laugh is sunshine. J. Audrey Havice Parkview Terrace Lewistown 1, Pennsylvania So much lay before her of work to do. ' c. ? Elsie Hedlund 418 Furman Street Schenectady 4, New York Let the world slide! Frances Bevier Hiller 102 Beechwood Road Summit, New Jersey ' ' Silence hath more eloquence than speech. r l { f j, t P© I Patience Hornney Haworth, New Jersey Although the last, not the least. ' June Carol Horchkiss Cloverly Circle East Norwalk, Connecticut I never think of the future. It comes soon enough. iJ Ruth A. Hovey 8 Rhynas Drive Mount Vernon, New York As merry as the day is long. ' Helen Maria Hulberg 316 East 241st Street Woodlawn 66, New York Brevity is the soul of wit. °S Jo Ann Jackson 24 Summit Avenue Lakewood, New York ' Blessings on him who first invented sleep. Marilyn Ellen Jones 63 Larchmont Road Elmira, New York The word ' impossible ' is not in my dictionary. -|Mf Marjorie A. Jones 146-04 35th Avenue Flushing, Long Island ' I count only the hours that are bright. ' Lois G. Keppler 306 Bradhurst Avenue Hawthorne, New York This life is most jolly. -T Audrey Kimball 601 Walnut Lane Roxbo rough, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Talent is nurtured in solitude. Dorothy A. Lakeman Machias, Maine What other state compares with Maine? Georgina Leek Purchase Street Purchase, New York ' I place early rising as a means of health and happiness. pt - Eva LeGrow 1 1 1-24 I 26th Street South Ozone Park, Long Island She is beautiful and therefore to be wooed. I Lucille E. Levin Route No. 4 Jamestown, New York No small art it is to sleep. ' fr 1 X Mary Jane Livingston 1703 Menoher Boulevard Johnstown, Pennsylvania Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. V fV v f Lucille D. Manning 51 Allen Street Johnson City, New York I am part of all that I have met. ' Joan Mariani c o H. L. Boulton, Jr. and Company Maracaibo, Venezuela Wit is the salt of conversation. ' J Of Shirley P. McKay 1 1 Newport Avenue West Hartford, Connecticut An archangel, just a little damaged. Virginia M, Morrison 262 Carlton Terrace Teaneck, New Jersey The pursuit of sweetness and light. tl Mary Lou Neylan 19 King Street Ardsley, New York Of surpassing beauty in the bloom of youth. Lucy Ann Nichols 1 18 White Plains Avenue White Plains, New York Combine all wisdom, art, and skill. a km Rose Anita Nicoll 5607 203 Street Bayside Hills, Long Island Her secret is patience. 1 LlU jM I i 1 Shirley Ruth Noddings 88 Ravine Drive Matawan, New Jersey In measureless content. s - Verna S. Palmer Rochester, Vermont When silence speaks for love, she has much to say. Phyllis Lee Partridge 620 West 1 68th Street New York 32, New York ' Let all things be done decently and in order. 3 f P w f vi Jane Purtill South Glastonbury, Connecticut While fast the happy minutes flew. - 4 4W Elizabeth Reimet 127 West Central Avenue Moorestown, New Jersey I ' ll have a fling. p ' v ' i jf Ethel E. Rematore Mary Reutter 617 East Ellsworth Avenue 85 Walnut Street Denver, Colorado East Hartford, Connecticut taste is the flower of good sense. Such conduct bears philanthrophy ' s rare stamp. P if Mary G. Reynolds 27 North 16th Street East Orange, New Jersey Serene and calm as an untroubled day. ' V ' II Ik Joan Elisabeth Roberts 99 Wilbur Drive Newington, Connecticut A merry heart doth good like a medicine. Q Rita Ruane Elizabeth Sawyer 1 06 Darrow Street Quincy, Massachusetts 722 West 168th Street New York City And onward rushes with tempestuous tide. Subtlety of intellect. rr) k Nancy Maxwell Shattuck 1 16 Middle Street Portsmouth, New Hampshire A woman ' s hopes are woven of sunbeams. N. Doris Shisler 46 Sagamore Terrace Buffalo 14, New York Good sense and good nature must ever join. p Barbara L. Smith 344 Broadway South Portland, Maine Doris L. Smith 34 Overlook Road Cedar Grove, New Jersey ' Fair weather cometh out of the north. Never brag, never bluster, never blush. ' Helen Mary Stein 68 Columbia Terrace Weehawken, New Jersey Though ! am always in haste, I am never in a hurry. $y JM Carolyn A. Stueck Royalton, Minnesota ' Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low. ft A. Jane Thomas 1241 South Hawthorne Road Winston-Salem 7 , North Carolina You flavor everything. You are the vanilla of society. tfo Joyce Elizabeth Thompson 46 Murray Avenue Goshen, New York Good humor is goodness and wisdom combined. -y - Nancy Anne Thompson 532 Lincoln Avenue Maywood, New Jersey To live long, it is necessary to live slowly. • - • Mary Dean Towers 4 Coral Avenue Rome, Georgia ' Still linger in our northern clime some remnant of the good old times. ' 7 •frks Nellie M. Walter 361 North Eighth Street Lebanon, Pennsylvania Simplicity of character is the natural result of profound thought. Lila Rose Weiss 285 Schenectady Avenue Brooklyn 13, New York Don ' t gallop Pegasus to death. ' o(j v p + Mary J. Whitesell 120 East Main Street Buckhannon, West Virginia Life is a shuttle. Fannie Davis Wood 6043 Grove Street Ridgewood, New York ' Diligence is the mother of good fortune. Cm JLeadvu U 1949 LUCILLE MANNING President LOIS BAKER Vice President OLIVE BENN Secretary ELIZABETH GUY Treasurer Editor-in-Chief . MARY REUTTER Assistant Editor ELIZABETH BUNTING Circulation Editor LOIS KEPPLER Photography Editor NELLIE WALTER Art Editor LUCY NICHOLS Business Manager EVA LeGROW COMMITTEE MEMBERS Circulation Typists Elyse Campbell Olive Benn Frances Hil ler Elizabeth Cooper Photography Elizabeth Guy Annie Bullick Marilyn Jones Phyllis Partridge Literary Anne Bethell Geraldine Bishop Shirley Carlson Audrey Kimball Shirley McKay Mary Reynolds Joan Roberts -«•::. : Cut Stony Although it seems like yesterday, it was ' way back in September 1946 when a valiant band of ' 49ers arrived in Maxwell Hall to begin the quest for something far more en- riching than gold — a career in nursing. We arrived by subway, bus, and Hudson Tube loaded with everything from suitcases to saxo- phones, and, of course, the ever-essential black shoes and stockings, watches and foun- tain pens. After a hearty welcome from our big sisters in the form of a tea, and an intro- duction to the twists and turns of our home to be for the next three years, the 104 girls in gray settled down to liven up the place (or so we thought) . Quickly assimilated into the hustle and bustle of Manhattan, having been guided around the isle by Miss Rathbun, we soon got into the routine of early breakfast and room duty , and were able to get dressed in the amazing speed of twenty minutes, de- spite the tourniquet action of the high white collar and the inevitable broken shoelace. The jump from eggs-a-la-goldenrod to sheep ' s eye dissection was hard on some, and Dr. Rogers ' cadaver demonstrations will always outrank The Return of Frankenstein in our sensitive memories. Classes sped on, pleasantly pre- faced by the skit and party given by the ever- encouraging Class of 1947. (We didn ' t know about the O.R. then!) We were given bandage scissors which were lost and found, exchanged and forgotten, and continually searched for for the following six months. In addition to our vigorous scholastic pro- gram. Miss Rathbun assumed charge of our shapeless forms with swimming, (did some- one ' s notes get dripped on?) gymnastics and folk dancing, and the beloved infrequent les- sons in relaxation. Nursing Arts was in full swing and we were all given a bed bath the day the painters were doing the outside of the demonstration room windows. The transition from classroom to ward (where the patients were a little more flexible) was passed through with a minimum of upsets and we recovered from looking wildly around when someone called, Nurse! . We toyed with the idea of putting balloons on our hair nets to keep it off the collar , although some wielded the scissors in desperation. Miss Lynch became the class adviser and to the amazement of all did not acquire a grey hair over our trials, tribulations and antics for the remainder of three years. The class assumed responsibility for the Wednesday afternoon teas and enjoyed the first informal dance. Just before Thanksgiving, examinations began and our heads reeled with the facts and figures required and the skills to be demon- strated. We were soon measured for stripes and left for a week ' s vacation at Christmas. On return some began full time experience on the wards while the rest continued with the last few weeks of classes. We learned to mix castor oil cocktails or change dressings de- pending on which service had us under its wing. The Welcoming Ceremony was an in- spiration to all, and the morning after, in deference to the additions to our professional wardrobes, we proudly stood inspection as full fledged members of the School of Nursing. Freshman classes began and each week a few of us sheepishly retrieved notebooks that had been confiscated from the dining-room shelves. The chosen few on relief or night duty got used to Rissole potatoes for break- fast and our first year as Presbyterian students sped past, punctuated with the spring formal and our Big Sisters ' Bazaar and Graduation. Vacations arrived (and were used up) with an unbelievable rapidity, and we saw in September the Class of 1950 re-enacting our struggles with hair, collars and the broken shoelaces at 7:45 A.M. That year, as jaunty juniors we were given a morale booster by the announcement of the forty-four hour week, and began special serv- ices with fresh notebooks and a determination to keep them out of Miss Vanderbilt ' s office. We got used to riding up to our rooms on ele- vators, and in between hot hours at the beach or on the roof, started Junior Classes, with a fond reminiscing about our recent vacations. As junior students we assumed more responsi- bility on the wards, feeling quite superior when someone else sterilized the thermometers by boiling them. We were pleased to announce that Miss Helen Young and Dr. George Hum- phreys had accepted our invitation to become honorary class members. This year we took charge of the annual Red Cross drive, and initiated the tradition of the Half-Way Party to remind us that a great deal was behind us as well as a great deal ahead. By this time everyone was familiar with nursing care stud- ies (Say, who ' s written a good ENT study?) and had spent some time in the two libraries at our disposal. After the graduation of the Class of 1948 and their various finishing days, we felt very seniorish and even more so when our own little sisters arrived, tanned and enthusias- tic, to be taught the tricks of getting dressed in twenty minutes. October not only marked the welcoming party, but the opening of our first million-maker, the Sample Shop, with everything from salt-shakers to cigarettes. Christmas arrived with the annual caroling through the hospital by candlelight, and de- coration of the windows with paints and holly, angels and wise men. The preliminary students departed in a flurry of snow and suitcases. Soon after their return, the Welcoming Cere- mony marked the official entrance of the Class of 1951 into the School of Nursing. Under the capable chairman, Shirley McKay, the bazaar benefiting the Foster Parents ' Plan for War Children, Inc. was a big success and $1,900 was realized as a result of Maxwell Hall knitting, sewing, baking, and building, assisted by the faculty and graduates. Orals were upon us, and after the pre-exam jitters we realized that we did know something after all (how much bile is manufactured in twenty- four hours?) . Mrs. Mell clucked over our in- creases and decreases in girth while measuring for our graduation stripes , and we went shopping for white shoes to outfit our feet on the big day. The yearbook at last went to press after Kep finally found the missing subscriber (Miss Hush). With the coming of May twelfth, senior festivities really got under way, launched with the traditional class day banquet attended by faculty, supervisors and seniors. Shrimp cock- tail, chicken, and strawberry shortcake high- lighted the menu, and we were promised once more by Mr. Parke that Orthopedic Hospital was on its way uptown. Miss Young, our hon- orary class member, cheered us on, and Miss Lynch was presented with a portable radio in appreciation of her superhuman efforts to guide us to pins and diplomas. After-dinner entertainment was presented in Sturges Audi- torium in the form of a skit and a song, solos by Sue Atwood, and a thank-you spoken by Martha Borden. Somehow we all acquired new bursts of energy with the thoughts of graduation, and spent the week beforehand praying for a bright, clear day, giving up Rayburn and Finch for the weather reports each morning. Our fondest wish was realized and Thursday, June second, arrived gloriously dry and warm. Since we were the first class honored by the pres- ence of President Eisenhower we felt that this day was a very special one indeed, and well worth three years of study and work. The day after graduation saw us wearing blue and white posies instead of graduation corsages as we were accepted into the enthusiastic membership of the Alumnae Association. Who will ever forget the fabulous dinner dance at the Hotel Pierre given by our sister Alumnae or the fact that even the late pass proctor was out until two A.M.? Now, as we await our scattered finishi ng days, we wonder how we did it, and look vainly for that activities record from last August. A year from now, the Class of 1 949 may be forgotten both by predecessors and followers, but we hope that we have left some memories for others to in part replace the many we are taking with us. As graduates of the Presbyter- ian Hospital School of Nursing, we remain in- ordinately fond of our school, our hospital and the friends and experiences acquired in the process of becoming alumnae. G.L.B. 30 . 1 ' 11 tl . Ill II I • ■■I 1 1 1 m , JtdL _ — — — _ _ Junior Class Officers President JOAN RICHARDSON Vice President ELIZABETH WESTBROOK Secretary RUTH HAGSTROM Treasurer JANE TOOROCK c, • mo l A Freshman Class Officers  President BETTY MOORE Cl t Vice Pr ident JANE FARRELL Secretary ELIZABETH MUCHMORE - . Treasurer . . RUTH FRARY I kittle 7 e ?onty-tti ten Back in 1946 Came we here to Maxwell Hall We look back with bleary vision As we think about it all. First came walks across the bridge To the Park and Riverside Throbbing feet and aching muscles But we were Miss Rathbun ' s pride. Every morning just at eight To the basement we would tread.. Dr. Rogers taught us mysteries Of the living and the dead. January ' 47 Marked the day of blue and whites. Freshmen looked with trepidation To relief and also nights. Went to Clinic and the O. R. And spent many nights on call — Hardly had we done our hair up Bzzz — the buzzer on the wall. Went to Sloane where we learned All the facts about this life. Went to Psych and were neurotic Analyzed our mental strife. Had a party, half-way through To commemorate the day When as students we ' d be finished Just a step along the way. Little sisters came to us Some were big and some were small — All in uniforms of grey Listened to our stories tall. Sleepless nights and days of worry As we worked on our bazaar Doctor ' s orals, comprehensives How ' d we ever get this far? As we stand all eighty strong Graduation is at hand. Never mind what ' s still before us Here we are, a shining band — But should old acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the Class of ' 49. 3 ) S3 ' «- © 7 •Our fi« m,n ■ TVe ' U % vi . Any phone call Shades of the opera ' Jonqet Ready , or f The world be ' Five o ' clock m 9  y. please Sou ' in s conference ' Remember when? Practicing $ct4t rf Little sisters C B C stat Our drive Another bland, please 7Ve die. Everyone came ' Happy birthday One Winter Night MEL V Water Ballet Quiet please ' pamiluzn, Scenes sm k KsbyferianBpsplal Hymn £Jtt rWUnor qfoce descendfy, dvrincr m Thy help abide, Reftea m wfty poa dodyide Humanity as Xttox tt— — 5 - fJcross ihe shmxr sank oj |froe JJie -fbroara paihwa kadsT CD ifh courkqe ,-jafth , and fiaitt our caad £te ' fteighbora ' serve uttflwut remand Xp color; race, or oree6!5 r- c Oh (jmilhis JLonl,-lhaf: wemay-fed jW trencrih alonrf 1hc uiay. IJie nory of- ira isdo  fftll Each lotral Keaft ana mind unuL jl Our lagt Commencement Hay; ♦ Cecile Cbvell, 36 Good morning Lawmakers Going up? HI ' b Our Marys Aitty i Flower Ball I have one May I present ' Twas the night before Christmas ' Bazaar- 1949 ' Do you knit? We ' ve 3W Big operators Sleepy Time Gal -Standard number 2 ' On affiliation Suck fUH w f.)f . ■ -flflBCiKte LIV. b i k k ■Kip ' flt N( B _nnc-y : . __ — - V C _ I Cooperstown ' Informal classes •■■ • . ' p%o t D%eam . . . 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