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

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Hlass flisfrfry At two p. m. on a bright Indian summer afternoon of 1955, the first member of the future 1958 grad uating class of Faulkner Hospital School of Nursing timidly set foot inside the door of Chapin House and received a cordial greeting from Mrs. Ruth Cruise, Residence Director. Which one of the original twen- ty-four it might have been has long since been forgotten, but as we gathered in the spacious living room for tea, everyone will remember the smiling welcome of the faculty, Perhaps one of our very first recollections is that of Mrs. Martin introducing to each small group of students the personable Fran Mooney from Chattanooga, Tennessee. Reb blushed very easily and was always ready to join in a bit of fun, but left our midst in her senior year for marriage and motherhood. Our thoughts will always be for her happiness. The next few days were filled with introductions to classes and books and generally finding our way around, and the first few nights were filled with excitement and wonder of initiation, of probies too pooped to pop, and dripping wet from frequent trips to the shower, the more prominent candidates be- ing Millie Peach, Carole Pope, Barbara Schelfhaudt.. Although Millie and Carol are no longer with us, who can forget the thundering hooves of the Lone Ranger emanating from that corner room as Millie eagerly glued her ear to the radio. By now Carol is happily married to her Bob, but we remember her brainwork and good nursing care with envy. Among the other fellow students who left our fold, we tenderly remember Sayre Gilbert and her quiet charm, who joined her family in England: Mug Egan and her famous humour on free stoolsg Mary belle Brady and her turkey farm in Medwayg Sheila Banks and Barbara Mitchell of the Saugus trio: the blond, vivacious Pat Turneyg the blue-eyed, easy-going Marilyn Young, and the friendly' Nancy Bar- nard. Our one regret is that we could not have known them longer. We also remember with nostalgia the first birthday party we ever threw in honor of one of our most popular members, Muriel Lowther Bodwell. We all gathered quietly in her room while Fran Mooney de-

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Ure ?l0re14ce Nzyhfirzgale Pledge I solemnly pledge myself before God and in the presence of this assembly to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faithfully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drug. Iwill do all in my power to elevate the standards of my pro- fession, and will hold in confidence all personal matters committed to my keeping, and all family affairs coming to my knowledge in the practice of my calling. With loyalty will I endeavor to aid the physician in his work, and devote myself to the welfare of those committed to my care, 354.-J Cp

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tained her in the shower, until Mutt suddenly became very suspicious, especially sincer her mother's birthday cake was missing, and charged back into her room, to be hailed joyously by her classmates, who presented her with a cute stuffed animal, and settled down to hungrily consume her cake and pop corn, after which poor Mutt did all the sweeping up, The following year we shared another cake with Murt, this time her wedding cake, and we just received the glad tidings of the new arrival of a baby boy Our best, always, to Mutt, Classes were our main concern in those days, with daily tests in Chemistry and Anatomy, returning demonstrations in Nursing, and mastering pharmacology. If it weren 't for our willing and helpful in- structors, maybe our history would have been quite different. Compulsory study hours were a help in maintaining marks. We remember Betsy Doyle's mint-green nylon shorty in Nursing Lab, the two pals Mary Gavin and Joan Lennon, Mary Gavin's so-neat room, Ioan Dodie Dodkin's red nylon shorty, and Virginia Flynn's high-heeled slippers. Capping was a momentous event in our first year, as we proudly walked to the stage to receive our caps from Miss Norton, acting in Miss Hennik's place. Olga Mara jian, our first class president, accept- ed our welcome as true members of the Faulkner family. Our first days on the wards were never -to -be-forgotten experiences. Then relief and nights, the operating room, obstetrics, and off for affiliations. To make money, we held a spaghetti supper in our second year. Jean Col1ey's father was the chef, and, needless to say, there were many second helpings. Shirly Ferguson received the high honor in her senior year election as President of Student Govern- ment. Ann Leslie MacDonald is at present on maternity leave. We welcomed Irene Logie as a transfer into our midst in our senior year, and by this time the homesick Sally Peters had no desire to leave her chosen career. Thus comes to a close the chapter of our student days. The future remains unwritten.