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

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p. Hi tory Q fi w Not much time could be found for napping. How we would pass them we weren't quite sure. It seemed to be more then we could endure. But passed them we did and to our surprise Up the aisle of capping we did rise. With blessings from our parents and friends We received our caps to tie up loose ends. Two weeks vacation was upon us at last. As soon as it started it seemed it had passed. Back to classes and work we did march, With bibs and caps which were really quite starched. The next six months was spent mostly on days, with relief and nights next to come our way. The D. K. , O. R. and Obs were the following stops With affiliations in sight to be our future hops. From a plain white cap to two wing bands we flew In the fall of 57 with thirty two as our crew. To C. H. and Worchester with a trunk load of ownings From many were heard anxiety moanings. Peter Bent Brigham for only six weeks Gave us the chance to do nursing at its peak. With two and a half years stacked up behind us There were six months left to fly by like dust. Senior classes began, six weeks to a section And along with all this came senior election. Vacations began and weddings of classmates While others began their setting of dates. A shower was given for those being married All of us there and oh how we tarried. The summer flew by with only weeks 'til graduation That day we'll remember 'til the end of creation. Our mission accomplished, our goal now attained, The memories of training, our standards maintained. The joys and hardships we've gone through together Will be with usalways 'til the day before never. So to Faulkner we hail for three years of living Where we learned in this world there's more joy in giving

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H 611155 On September 5, 1956, almost three years to date Forty youngsters entered Chapin to learn their fate. There were tall ones, short ones, skinny ones and plump ones Page boys, feather cuts, pixies and buns. T Each however looked the same in the face, With eyes which asked, Is this to be my base? Big sisters smiled in a knowing way, For only they knew the price that we must pay. Then all of a sudden it seemed all were gone. Alone each felt: Moms and Dads had drifted along. To our rooms we were shown with enough luggage to choke a horse, Of which clothes, stuffed animals, and food were the source. Unpacked we did in a hesitant way, asking ourselves how we ever got here For in all our plans for our chbsen career we forgot to include Mom and Dad wouldn't be near. To supper we traveled like a herd of starved cattle Engaging in what is known as girl's idle prattle. A talent show was our next new endeavor. We found that our class was really quite clever. Duckwalking, bedstripping, bowing to upperclassmen Was all a part of initiation from them. Our first night at Chapin we'll never forget, Not a one of us slept: This you can bet. Next morning at 6:30 we all did arise, Our career had begun is what we surmised. The classroom awaited with books to be read All those in six months?, is what we then said. All those and then some, came the voice of our leader, Mrs. Martin of course, this is how we did meet her. Introductions to courses, for now we must work We had a job that we just couldn't shirk. For the next six months oh how we did study For hours at night, alone in a group or with a buddy. Then came finals just before capping

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April 17, 1969 214Ocean Drive Honolulu, Hawaii Miss Sylvia Cropper Director of Nurses Faulkner Hospital, Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts Dear Silkie, In response to your recent request to locate the various members of the class of 1959 for our ten year progress report I decided to take a trip around the world in thirty-one days. I never dreamed I'd be able to locate so many in such a short space of time. The variety of occupations was astounding! Starting out from Hawaii on a Friday morn- ing for Alaska, I found Ioan Lessard as a stewardess, on the very plane I was boarding. She looked terrific with the navy blue uniform and beautiful California tan. Upon ar- rival in Alaska I was greeted by Carol Snyder who is doing pediatrics for the ice-bound Eskimos. We had a dinner of blubber and polar bear meat. Think I'l1 stick to steak, thank you. From Alaska I proceeded down to San Francisco where I found Kay Chad- well, R.N. , B.S. , M.D. , head of the Golden Gate Anesthesia Department. Kay is lov- ing every minute of it. From California I went to New Mexico by train, and much to my surprise I ran into Gloria Litchford who is now teaching Nursing Arts to the young Mexicans, Traveling up the map a bit 1 stopped over in Arizona to see Judy Mitchell who is now a school nurse in a bustling ranch community. Indy has to improvise quite a bit but after our home nursing course it is quite easy, she says. In Louisiana I found Caroline Pratt doing psychiatric nursing in Louisiana State Sanitorium. She is planning to enter some of her patients in the Mardi Gras festivities this year to show the progress being made. Down in Panama I came across Dottie Lord and Nancy Robar with their husbands basking in the sun and giving L,P,N, 's course in English. Down Cuba way I found Jody Hadley as private scrub nurse for Fidel Castro. On a stop over in Bermuda I had dinner' with Sandi Hutchings, R.N. , who is now head of all public health on the island. It's a big assignment but Hutch is doing a great job. From the sunny shores of fan- tastic Bermuda I boarded an ocean liner for Europe. Much to my amusement I found Elaine Harhen on her way to Paris for her long awaited vacation. We had a great chance to reminisce. We arrived in England just a few hours later. These jet propelled liners 6111