Elizabeth Seton High School - Clipper Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

Page 35 text:

l L 4 .8 ' i-TES ICJ - f' 9 Ae Qld., 0 49 loo .4 gnc! . CSU Reminiscing is a favorite avocation of alumnae. And, as with most tottering old grads any urge to recall Schoolday memories usually evokes a laugh and the nostalgic phrase . . . Remember the days? Probably the greatest compli- ment We pay our school in these post-graduate bull sessions is this habit of associating laughter with the classroom. In a Way, it was part of the curriculum. What then, are some of these memories permanently logged in our col- lective minds? Certainly, in one Way or another, many of them are connected with the school building itself, all eight rooms of it. CThere Were, of course, more than eight rooms-there were the nuns' bedrooms stuck in all sorts of odd places around the building, and Where if you were Walking past and the door was open you sneaked a quick look and thought you were living dangerouslyll Particularly do most of us remember, due to close and jarring contact with them at various times, the Wide wooden steps that dominated the inside of the build- ing. It Was part of school dogma that those steps were never, never waxed-just polished! Actually, they were more than stairs. They were church pews and auditorium seats and, upon occasion Cvery rarel, racetracks. In spite of the best and continued efforts of educators, it is the extra-cur- ricular activities that are remembered with most enjoyment long after caps and gowns are sent back to the rental companies . . . the Glee Club, Where Sister Cecilia Wrested four-part harmony from Willing vocal cords: the class plays Where junior and senior thespians emoted for the entertainment of as- sorted aunts and uncles, the proms, the numerous class projects, the picnics. Its easy to remember. They were happy times. Q sf at lvl at 3 5' L ll' tts ah lt t ll! t 31 - wiezesag lj MQ! . --7 1 If 9 it s tt to Qs 5,

Page 34 text:

L 4 .I sf Rli 75. . fl as tai it ge lf te - Qr.C1... . '.r8..71. QW. fZ...zz September, 1944-Do you remember it, class of '48? That was the first real look you had at Elizabeth Seton High School. Yes, you had been there to visit, to see its exterior, to meet its faculty. But now you were really on the inside. You were about to become a part of the little red school house, and a very important part, too. Yes, you were the last of the pioneer classes, and you've always been pretty proud of that. You made Seton a complete, four-class school. These days were so strange and exciting, weren't they, class of '48? Did I say strange? Well, whoever heard before of an assembly being held on the steps of the main hall? How could we all fit-the whole school? But you did, didn't you? The class of '48 can hardly believe that now that ESI-IS has a lovely new auditorium! Do you remember your first Christmas at Seton, class of '48? Remember the first time you saw the tree on the landing? Mr. O'Toole had worked so hard on it, and it did look beautiful, didn't it? You loved to change classes just to catch another glimpse of it. And oh, the first turkey dinner! Wasn't it delicious? But you had to Wait until you were sophomores for that. Remember? Which one of you will forget the first May Crowning you were in, or the very first Graduation anybody was in at Seton! Didn't you feel wonderful just to be a part of it? The seniors looked so dignified in their caps and gowns, and you wondered how you would look in yours. You just couldn't imagine your- self so calm and mature as they seemed to you then. Seton was such a wonderful school, and you were eager to plunge into your next three years. You wanted to capture the privileges and duties, honors and responsibilities that came with each succeeding year. You had your share of them all, class of '48. You graduated Iune 6, 1948, with all the poise and dignity that you saw in the first seniors. Now, five years later, you can look back on the achievements of your four years and still be very, very proud of them. Yes, you were the last of the pio- neers, and you filled your part well. You, along with your sister classes, helped to set the standards by which Seton is known today. You and your wonderful teachers, who guided and ad- vised you, helped to turn Seton from the little red school house to a big and beautiful red school house. Yes, the exterior has changed and grown since you left, but the same wonderful spirit that captured you way back in 1944 still reigns on Capitol Hill. Aren't you glad you were a part of it, class of '48? C 4

Page 36 text:

97 its , li it li V. te L 4 .t ' N '1 97 R9 PSE...- ?di Q Q46 CZHJA 0 ,5O 4 Qfljgblfg To the Memory oi Sister Mary Victor Fallon We were a proud group that fourth day of Iune, 1950, when we emerged from Resurrection Church wearing our caps and gowns. We had just completed four years in high school, and we all had diplomas to prove it. We had just listened to a sermon by Father Martin O'Toole about the evils we might encounter. Father had begged us to stay close to God during the lifetime ahead of us-a long, long lifetime, we thought. Nobody could know that one of us, Kathleen Fallon, had but a short life- time ahead of her, that exactly two years later God was going to call her into eternity. Kathleen Fallon, as Sister Mary Victor, left us for heaven, Sunday afternoon, Iune 15, 1952. We are proud that Kathleen Fallon-Sister Mary Victor-belongs to our class of '50. We like to think that all of us listened dutifully to that sermon on Graduation Day and to the other advice we had been given at Elizabeth Seton. We like to think that when others of us are called-be the lifetime short or long -we will join Kathleen in heaven. Kathleen set a perfect example for us. She lived the last two years of her life very close to God indeed, consecrated to Him as a Sister of Charity. Kathleen, too, must have felt, as the rest of us did on Iune 4, 1950, that she had a long lifetime ahead of her. But, we are told, she lived those two years as though she knew they were her last. She drew close to God. Very close. He took her to Himself. That is why, of all the distinctions of which the Class of '50 is proud, we are proudest of all that Sister Mary Victor represents us and prays for us in heaven. Our first complete class reunion of the sixty-six of us will have to take place there. Kathleen, you will intercede, won't you, that we will have perfect attendance with you there in eternity,-please? Q EAR-fda - I -' 36