Faulkner Hospital School of Nursing - Faulkan Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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E LI ,I I ll 1 -I CLASS Hi There, l iusT made a very inTeresTing Trip wiTh PeTer-The guardian angel of The Class of 1955. lT really has been quife a iob for him To keep a waTcn over The famous nineTeen, They sure are spread ouT. l hopped upon The cloud wiTh PeTer as he Took off To make his rounds. I know you'll enioy hearing abouT The ladies again, and you may be a liTTle surprised aT whaT They are doing. As we Took off from The roof of Faulkner our firsT sighT was 'Joan Condron Teaching a class on The RehabiliTaTion of The Polio PaTienT aT The Haynes. When The class was dismissed aT noon Joan hurried across The sTreeT To lunch wiTh The owner and proprieTor of Wes's Haven for Wayward MoTors. Waving goodby To Joan we conTinued on our flighT when suddenly we saw a familiar face below. Nancy Buck was giving her weekly pre- naTal clinic for expecTanT bunnies, The Topic for Today: How To Make Those Famous Bunny Faces. The wind shifTed To souTheasT and as we passed over Avon, whaT To our wondering eyes should appear buT KaThy LeCocq and eighT Tiny reindeer. She cares for The charges in reTurn for a new Cadillac every ChrisTmas. PreTTy good deal don'T you Think? As we drifTed over The canal inTo Cape Cod we heard a familiar name over The public address sysTem aT The Cape Cod HospiTal Miss Moncey . . . Miss Moncey. Jean is working as OR. supervisor and is sTill on call for emergency surgery. Sailing onward across The ATlanTic, a TransconTinenTal airliner swepT pasT us, buT noT before we caughT a glimpse of anofher member of The group. Grefa NordquisT's dream of becoming an airline sTewardess has finally been realized. Lowering our alTiTude we seTTled down on a liTTle Town in French Morocco. The acTiviTies of The whole communiTy were cenTered around a cafe owned and operaTed by our class advenfuress, Bev Maclnnis. She's now married To a wealThy and TiTled Englishman. TogeTher They operaTe a sTring of cafes ThroughouT Morocco. Taking off from The Dark ConTinenT we flew norTh inTo Europe. On The French Riviera we saw Marianne Morrill relaxing on The beach. This is her Third Trip around The world-guess she really meanT iT when she said she was going To Travel. As long as we were so close To Spain, we dropped in To see The greaT new moTion-picTure ciTy which had sprung up There. The exTravaganzas produced here by Lou Gomez have made Those ITalian picfures of '55 look Tame. NoT only did They ruin The ITalian raTing, buT also sTole The greaTesT ITalian acTress of The cenTury, Lolly Smigadi. She is a combina- Tion of M. Monroe, K. Grayson, and M. Miller, and Then some. Somehow we Tore ourselves away from Spain, as There was some- Thing else we iusT had To see-The eighTh wonder of The world, The ruins of The Iron Curfain. Anne Walsh, armed wiTh her TrusTy can opener,-severed her way Through To The? Kremlin, overThrew The gov- ernmenT, and Turned The enTire counTry green-Irish green of course.

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WILL INDIVIDUAL LISTINGS Nancie Buck leaves a box of stationery and book of stamps to Mary Mattimoe. Joan Condron leaves her art ability to the future art editors. Donna Drinan leaves her champagne, orchids, and Cadillacs to Roseann Mecagni. June Edmunds leaves her slow New Hampshire drawl to Gail Mclntyre. Louise Gomez leaves her Happy-go-lucky attitude to Carol Metcalf. Anne Knudsen leaves the stars in her eyes to Barbara Charland. Kathleen LeCocq leaves her iust-so coiffu re to Ruth Greaves. Beverly Maclnnis leaves her love for adventure to Stephanie Muir- head. Bessie McLeod leaves her dignified manner to Elizabeth Hewitt. Anne McLaughlin leaves her angelic ways to Marianne Jankins. Rena Metcalf leaves her candlelight ceremony to Natalie Roberts. M. Jean Moncey leaves her urge to wonder to Patricia Borges. Marianne Morrill leaves her quiet personality to Betty Permatteo. Greta Nordquist leaves her serene nature to Ardell Shattuck. Francis Skilling leaves her way with the men to the Probies. Beverly Strayton leaves her motherly instincts to Mary Lee Seate. Lorraine Smigliani leaves her effervescent laugh to Marion Moskos. Betty Smith leaves her many hours of sleep to Elizabeth Robus. Anne Walsh leaves her Irish Spirit to Kathy O'Donnell. Signed by: BEVERLEY MacINNlS M. JEAN MONCEY Witnessed by: JOAN CONDRON NANCIE BUCK LOUISE GOMEZ l l i ' l

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I 1 . I . PROPHECY Since There was no longer anyThing To fear in Siberia we Took a shorT cuT To The SouTh Sea Isles. Fran and Dan Parker are now going inTo Their Third year of missionary work. They had To survive wiTh The baresT of essenTials while They were esTablishing Their Mission, buT are finally moving inTo Their new home wiTh Their offspring. Time was beginning To run ouT, so we sTarTed back To The sTaTes. As we floaTed over The Golden GaTe we saw a flashing neon sign adver- Tising Bev STrayTon's EmploymenT Agency. Upon furTher invesTigaTion we found ouT she specialized in placing The roving Faulkner Ladies. The cross-counTry Trip was made rapidly, since we could smell The cooking of our own AunT Jemima, BeTTy SmiTh. When we arrived BeTTy was iusT puTTing a corn friTTer and sausage dinner in fronT of David and The six children. She inviTed us To ioin her and afTer eaTing our fill we headed norTh. Landing on a Penfhouse roof on SevenTh Avenue we saw Donna Drinan reclining in a blue negligee afTer a hard day's work in The office of a famed psychiaTrisT. Amid The luxury she sTill looked disconTenTed, searching for greener fields, I guess. She Turned on The radio and The laTesT song from Tin Pan Alley blared forTh. Anne McLaughlin's song I've GOT Tears in My Ears from Lying on My Back and Crying My HearT OuT Over You has finally made The hiT parade. We lefT New York and reTurned To The New England sTaTes again. Passing over The campus of a boys' school in New Hampshire we saw The gleam of a whiTe uniform. Anne Knudsen, now married To The headmasTer, is in charge of The schooI's infirmary. Hope she has a good supply of band-aids To paTch up her charges? As we lefT Anne and headed back To The big ciTy we were disTracTed by a roar beneaTh. Looking down aT The road we saw six new Hudsons speeding along. There was June Edmunds, her husband, and four sons ouT for an afTernoon race. STilI True-blue To Hudsons. Crossing The sTaTe line inTo MassachuseTTs our eyes were caughT by anoTher familiar face. Rena MeTcalf was painfing a Trim on her newly builT home. AT lasT she has The home she always wanTed. We lefT Rena wiTh a sadness ThaT our journey was nearing iTs end. BUT waiT-There is sTill one more classmaTe ThaT we have noT encounTered. We suddenly found her righT in our own back yard. IT was The biggesT surprise of all, Bessie McLeod, happily married and raising a family of Twelve in an esTaTe on Allendale Road. Our cloud came To resT on The roof of Faulkner. I descended from The cloud, and waved goodbye To PeTer as he sTarTed ouT again upon his rounds. Signed: JOAN CONDRON ANNE WALSH LOUISE GONIEZ - ,- I K I ' 1 x l .V C' S R' 0 Q6 i gf ef' S1 7 Q y , 4 BEVERLY MaclNNlS JEAN MONCEY NANCIE BUCK M i iff W