Good Counsel College - Vestigia Yearbook (White Plains, NY)

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f VESTIGIA W . 9 , . ga. History of the Class of 1953 'iThe old order changeth, yielding place to new ...... And as we near the end of the third and prepare to begin the fourth and last chapter of our college years, we are a little sobered by the thought of Commencement so near at hand, and somewhat prone to muse on those months which comprised this important third chapter. Broadly, indeed, it brought home to us the truth of the statement the wings of time are ev-r slow, yet ever fleet. We enjoy the happiest moments from the vast store of memories in which they have been bound, and exclaiming anew over them with the accustomed Do you remember? and Will you ever forget? which are wont to characterize the conversation of those who have shared the same thrills, the same heartaches and, in some instances, the same fates for three closely allied years. Perhaps the proudest of these moments in our Junior year, was that, when by Investiture, we passed out of the ranks of lowerclassmen, to take our rightful places in the lofty and imposing files of upperclassmen. How elated we were and how very careful we were to adjust our tassels at exactly the right angle, the mark of our new estate! The second event of the year was the occasion of the dinner given in honor of Doctor Arthur A. Scanlan, on the occasion of his elevation to the presidency of St. joseph's Seminary, in the New Preston Hall, the beautiful edifice opened upon our return in September. Almost immediately the approach of exams incited us to greater effort in our scholastic pursuits, but we were not too busy to deviate once or twice from the path of knowledge. Chief among these occasions was the Hallowe'en dance given by the Mission Club and attended by the entire college. Witches, ghosts, owls, and black cats lent the desired gloomy atmosphere to the scene, transforming the Club Room into a mysterious and fascinating Goblin land. The Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays arrived only a few weeks apart, and just before the Yuletide festivities, as a fitting preparation for the feast of the Nativity, we gave ourselves up to three days of retreat, days which come as a sweet and welcome period of calm to our hearts. Only God can tell the thoughts that passed through the minds of each girl during that triduum of meditaf tion and prayer, but suffice it to say that we returned to the pursuit of our everyday affairs with a renewed vigor and enthusiasm. And now the third major thrill of our junior year-the receiving of our rings-emblems of all that our College means to us and expects from us as loyal adherents to her standards. On Founder's Day the rings were presented to us by our President at a simple but impressive ceremony, and it was our privilege to wear them for the first time at the annual Christmas banquet-this year an even more impressive event, since we had as a guest of honor the Very Reverend Monsignor Breslin, Honorary President of the College, who had just been made Dean of the Bronx. Then, too, this was the first Carol Night in Preston Hall. 6M5QfX6J96N as X 'f is JSGNEJBGMEQZB W 91

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VESTIGIA Q 1 9 3 2, 9 Junior Year The sun, in setting on this scene of tranquil loveliness Doth pause before the threshold of its blessed peacefulness For one more ling'ring glimpse ere he return the morrow, Then Veers beyond the hills amidst a train of sorrow. Thus do we breathe within our vale with tenderness Ere we behold once more thy realm of happiness. Bk Ik lk So now we softly close the door Beyond which lie our dreams of one more yearg Yet tho' we bid a sad farewell, The best we know and love still lingers here. -M. B. SALVATO, '33 gxggepgmgmm as as QKBSNSJBGMEQKC' in 90

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WQ VIE Sf If T am Immediately after the holiday season we were again lost in anticipationfone of the many popular social events of the year was at hand-the Senior Dance. Next on the calendar came the debates with the College of Mt. St. Vincent and the College of New Rochelle, the annual Glee Club Concert, and the radio broadcast of our unit of the Council on Catholic Action, our Hrst appearance on the air. The storm of quarterly exams passed over us once again, and we emerged victorious to find the Easter vacation confronting us. Incredible as it seemed, more than one half the year had flown, and close upon the heels of this realization came Commencement week itself. The days of hasty farewells, of last, hurried reminiscing-these were s3on over, and Degree Day, the last day of all, was at hand. There is no need to dwell on our sensations of joy tempered with sadnesswthe joy of accomplish' ment and the sadness of parting, the thought that each commencement day brings us nearer to the time when we must write Finis to our College days. . . . And God fulfills Himself in many ways. +ELEANoR C. DRURY, '33 'YNEQZMNEQJBGE sn as J66X,95sffB6N6J3 W 92