Georgian Court University - Courtier Yearbook (Lakewood, NJ)

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Bobbie, Pat, Mary, Marlene and Connie look forward with smiling faces to another year. Mary is modeling the beautiful suit she made. 138 Sophomore Week End committee poses “‘dans le parc.” These Hamilton girls are having fun at one of their wienie roasts. They must have been right for on October 19 we gave our memor- able performance of Freshman Talent Night. We were still running in high gear for the annual card party when our huge pumpkin booth served as refreshment center. The climax of that first autumn came one afternoon when we made our debut in our academic gowns. On the Mansion staircase our big sisters put the caps on our heads and placed the tassels at front-right. This impressive ceremony of Investiture signified that we were formally recognized as the Class of 1954, and privileged to wear the academic costume, the mark of a scholar. Now that we were well established Courtiers, we looked forward to the lighter, social side of college life. The gay Holly Hop was a perfect introduction. We felt that nothing could top the festive Christmas activities at the Court. Since no one likes to remember exams, we will skip right past. them and go on to the welcome days of retreat. The four days of silence and meditation offered a fine chance to take stock of our spiritual welfare. As soon as retreat closed, off we went to New York to make an appearance at our first college formal. The Ritz-Carlton was the perfect setting for this grand night of nights! The green line down Fifth Avenue on St. Paddy’s Day, the circus tent of Soph Weekend, and the Irish theme of the musicale are all important remembrances from Freshman springtime. Very special

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Hamilton House claims the remaining seniors. Front Row: B. Cleary, S. Kanehann, J. Wong, A. Kanehann, Back Row: C. Perini, G. Larach, M. Hoyas I, Salameno, M. nae C. Poprocki, V. DeRossi, E. Condina, B. O’Neill, V. Rivera, M. Sanzone, J. Innes, C, Collis. : As we sit here at the top of the undergraduate ladder of success, we find ourselves invariably looking back at the steps we have climbed. When our memories gaze over our four years of college life, there are many things which stand out in sharp relief. With all allowances for items of special personal importance, many events have a definite spot in the minds and hearts of the entire Class of 1954. Such events serve to remind us of our advance from critical freshmen, to superior sophs, to revolutionary juniors, to sad, re- sponsible seniors. Cap and Gown Undoubtedly, one of the best times for storing memories is fresh- man year. Although the same activities take place over and over again, it is only once that they are viewed through the awed and fervent eyes of a frosh. Time will never dim the mixed feelings we all had that September afternoon when we were first introduced to the ways of a Courtier. The seniors tried their best to make us feel at home, but we were so very, very green. Our big sisters also tried Class officers Audrey D’Ambrisi, Carol Collis, Joan Rooney to calm us down and explain that Court life was not as complicated and Marge Hoyas, out for an afternoon walk. as it might seem. i d Nancy, Shirley and Arlene complete preparations mate Reel Ge Wark ea ‘ for party given by El Cervantes Club.

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“Won’t you buy some delicious fudge?” ask the card party booth committee, M’Lou waits for the mail. Curtain going up! efforts were put forth in preparing our farewell banquet for the de- parting seniors. Then, suddenly, there we were standing in the sunken garden and giving our tassels a quarter turn. The freshman trial was over and we considered ourselves to be “old time” Courtiers. Jet Slack and Peal The full advantage of being a sophomore was not felt until the following September. It was wonderful to come back to many famil- iar faces—even if we could not remember all the names that went with them. The new frosh were living reminders of all the mistakes we had made. We just smiled as we pictured ourselves in their place, and, in a way, gave thanks that those days were left behind. The first project on the agenda was to get our booth ready for the card party. Remember the pumpkins with the parsnip ears and the egg noses? We fully approved of the idea of changing the date of retreat to the end of October. It came as a welcome reprieve at a time when elasses were just about getting everyone down. The gentle- ness of Father Sherman was a soothing balm for shattered nerves. tn een Roe It is term paper time again for Santa, Lorraine, Helen and Grace. Seniors arrive early for a nine o’clock class.