Georgian Court University - Courtier Yearbook (Lakewood, NJ)

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- . F- We started for the movies on one of our Mary Ellen O'Keeffe-our free afternoons' Junior Class President. expanse fit for dreaming, it smiled on the grad- uates, the girls we had admired as our first ex- amples of the epitome of Georgian Court ideals. The road ahead seemed long to us as we watched them walk down the aisle, and as each one walked through the gates, we felt a fond- ness iu our hearts for these, who would be with us no more. Sophomore Year we were experienced Cour- tiers, little did we feel the lonely and lost sen- sation as we again entered our familiar gates . . . we were happy, we were welcomed by old faces, and friends . . . we were sophomores, this was our year to tease the timid frosh at a grave- yard Halloween party. This was our year to receive our class pins. Proudly we wore our triangular black onyx, bearing the all important letters in the life of every Courtier, G. C. C. Two proms in this gay and frivolous year cheered our collegiate spirits, we danced and dreamed at the Biltmore on that memorable December seventh, celebrated Wasl1ington's birthday at the Ambassador with our big sisters as hostesses. del m0 Y was our 10a'z,?ii:2t.,mhy das ,ss if ef- On March eighth, we joined our loving wishes with those of our schoolmates, to greet our be- loved Mother Mary John on her feast day. Spring brought with its blossoms and green leaves, a gayly colored Maypole, as the main theme of our graduation gift for our big sisters. In the Casino, we feted the class of 1946, our models, at a Sophomore Maypole dance. Wllisperillg breezes carried the strains of Oh, Mary we crown thee . . . as devoted Cour- tiers crowned our Lady, Queen of May, each day at Noon. Sighs of relief when our exams were over, turned to sighs of sadness mingled with smiles and congratulations, for that sunny June second we realized a dear part of Georgian Court was going to change . . . for Those who had cheered us as lonesome freshmen, welcomed us as silly sophomores, those wonderful big sisters were standing before us in cap and gown, and grad- uation hood. uRCIl16IlllJC1' us, think of us once in awhile , our hearts said. These things, and not the treasures easy come, that fall into your hand, will make you 10- W . Barhlara 'ggiiShn-Iey Applegat I ven with knittingpmblems I Kathleen Kelley needed a dentist but Mary Ellen 0'Keeffe and M. J. Conley 146 tried to ease her pain. e shared their e and

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History Flo Wenczel enjoyed showing Pitu Balbas what winter was really like. Jeanne Ward directed us Our big sisters were the most exuherant class of all. For years to come, Hln the Evening, by the Moonlight will convey us back once again to moments shared with this melodic happy class. The strangeness was soon replaced, by a feeling, of belonging, a feeling of being part of a large home, a feeling that we could never quite explain but one that was, nevertheless, always present, and in the days to come that we would remember with fond nostalgia. Kingseote, East and West Wings, Mercedes and the Casino found haven for the largest class in Georgian Court History. Found haven too, for our initia- tion day clothes, our plaid skirts, turnabout coats, and blue and yellow stockings. And then, in the solemn hush of the Mansion Foyer, we became Courticrsg we, proudly and a little frightencdly, descended the marble staircase . . . black gowns, white collars, black shoes, and white gloves . . . and that shy feeling of awe, mingled with happy pride, as our big sisters placed our lll0l'til!'lJ02ll'l'lS on us and introduced us to Mother Mary John. The old familiar way became our way as we traveled the paths of freshman year . . . as we through Sophomore year learned to love the ideals of our college, the traditions of Christmas week festivities, of class presentations, of fun and fairness in sports, of our first New York dance, our St. Patrick's play, which successfully introduced us to the Student Body. As Freshmen, we selected Barbara Doti to lead our class through its infant year. The semester exams seemed like the tolling of death knell to us, but after they were over, we gave way to preparation for Musicale. Wlien the day for this event finally dawned, we, were proud to have been a part of this great tradition of Georgian Court. And then, in May, of this our first year, MV. E. day occured, and as the hours of this day ticked away, we were silent remembering, thanking God, and in our hearts not forgetting those, wl1o could never again share our joy of the little things, those who could never again dance with us at our promsg those who would never know how wonderful it was to look ahead, but, somehow we knew, that wherever they were with God, they could share our thoughts. At last June came, and as the sun smiled on fields of green and made the sky into a blue Our photographer found this group relaxing 'mid the leaves of the golf course. lgsi 11 I A Anne Pisani, Rosemary Quigley and Weekends at Scituate . Lois Driscoll plan one of many week- were always fun. ends in Boston. Toni Laneri wasn't too happy when she found she would have to drive home in the snow. W

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Members of Tau Kappa Alpha proudly received their certificates and keys to the Society. great of soul-or small. Witli these thoughts we welcomed our little sisters. Witll this thought we resolved to make ourselves truly, great of soul , to make our next two years, the happiest and the most profitable of all. Vile re- solved to inspire our freshmen charges, to help them find the true spirit of Georgian Court. We gave our first Tau llappa Alpha Debates, the Junior Prom at the Wfalclorf, attended the first Sophomore weekend given on campus since before the war, wrote articles for the Court Page, and contributed our bit to the Courtier picture and literary staff. Remember that day in our Junior Year when we looked down at our hands and saw our class rings there. Something that we could never ex- plain rose up within us, and the symphony of our glorious years swelled around us. We were making thc mark, we were really big sisters now, and we were really a part of all tradi- tions and ideals. At the close of the year, we elected candidates for Student Body President, and put into effect our plans for the closing were . H1009 we . sunnY me photo smpher outsidlb bY me H 1' .fn-5. Ann McCarthy was chosen chairman for the .lunior and Senior Proms. verse of this stanza, that holds in its heart-felt lines, dreams, sorrows, fulfillments, ambitions, courage, and the very breath of life, that we hoped would not be forgotten, that we knew we would never forget. The day we returned, as Seniors, tl1e sun glealned promise with rays that seemed to say, Great deeds cannot dieg they with the sun, and moon, renew their light forever, blessing those The most cherished symbol of every Courtier-our Class Ring. As Juniors, we won he cup on S t coveted r 5 DOI'ts Dqy Pa ff'-L -vu ,,, ir 1-R' K 'Shu Regi was the first to find the violets this year. 147 A, G '3rfK. i' if 1 Q s V . FlLAv ,7g f Q .4 ri, 1 ' , 2 1 is ' PM ', '.r-,Q ' ,, H . ' - -. , 1 1' ri .-, . -,, i'7 7Af1.. ' QQ, Fi . f -I Ai I1 n ,lf L ff, - I 5 , ft' fu D -,gf , +-sl 1 .f r ,, ,ig il, :if X? l V. I 'Y 1 mf 1 U ., thru. Q 'Y . R s