Grace General Hospital - Our Days of Grace Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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I, BETTY ALMAS, bequeath my squeaky brown shoes to someone who wants her pres¬ ence announced. I, BARBARA ANDERSON, bequeath the wonderful times I spent in the O.R. and the nursery. I, MARGARET ARENDT, bequeath my night term” at C.H. with the pleasure of giving the patients their 4 a.m. medications. I, JUDY BARRON, bequeath my calm, subdued chuckle. I, SHIRLEY BELEY, bequeath to those who follow that never-ending term spent in the isolation rooms for palates and burns at C.H. I, ANN BERGEN, bequeath the frozen extremities I acquired while sitting in a car six miles from Carman, Manitoba, waiting for a tow truck. I, LYDIA BETTIG, leave the telephone that is never available when needed. I CATHY BORN,bequeath the pleasure of working New Year’s Eve in the Casualty Department at Grace Hospital. I, BONNIE BORTHISTLE, bequeath my bottle of Technique” to anyone who wishes to darken the color of the bathroom sink. I, MYRNA BOURQUIN, bequeath all hopes of wearing white shoes and stockings as a senior student. I, ALVINA BRAUN, leave to you the sleepless nights” due to the sign: QUIET, NIGHT NURSE SLEEPING!” I, LEONA DOERKSEN, bequeath the library with its endless volumes of books I had always meant to read some day. I, BETTY DUECK, bequeath to any literary minded person all my essays and patient studies. I, BETTY FAST, leave the cold water to use for purposes other than taking a bath. I, CHRIS FEHR, bequeath the second floor telephone to those who can tie up the line for hours without a guilty conscience. I, BERNICE FETTERLY, bequeath to some student my luck with so many different roomates. I, MARY FRIESEN, bequeath all the footstools I could not find when I needed them most. I, PAULINE FUNK, bequeath our blue dusters and white pinafores to those who do not wish to diet. I, GAIL HAINSWORTH, leave the noon noise to some poor student working nights while living on first floor. I, BONNIE HAMPTON, leave.?? Well, I just leave. I, RUTH HALVERSON, bequeath all the cups I lost for which I could not afford the 2c and the pride needed for me to reclaim them. I EDNA HARDER, bequeath the 12 o’clock curfew in your senior year. May you not be working evenings. I, KAREN HARDER, bequeath those frantic wee hours of the morning and those last minutes before an essay assignment is due.

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I, MARGARET HOPLEY, leave my many hours of evening duty to those who enjoy sleeping in the mornings. I, CAROL HUTCHISON, leave the mile hike before breakfast, the fresh air, and the sixty long stairs at the Selkirk Nurses’ Residence. I ALFRIEDA KLASSEN, bequeath my mailbox to anyone who will faithfully dust it twice a day as I did. I, LORETTA LOEPPKY, bequeath my cardboard boxes to those who cannot afford to buy trunks for the storeroom. I, VIOLA LOEWEN, leave to you the efficiently emptied waste baskets each day at the Grace Hospital Nurses’ Residence. I, VIRGINIA MARTENS, bequeath my needles and bobbins to the probies who will have to sew to make ends meet. I, BONNIE MacDOUGALL, leave all the space in Room 11 which my pet bear — Big Dudley” used to occupy. I, SHARON NICHOL, leave Grace” fully. I, DARLENE OHLINGER, leave my stuffed cat to anyone who has no toys of her own to play with. I, HELEN PAETKAU, leave the dream of every student — that of wearing white shoes and stockings in her senior year. I, LORRAINE PAETKAU, bequeath the surplus bobbins to those who enjoy sewing as much as I did. I, MARJORIE PAGAN, bequeath all the joys and memories of my evenings spent on duty at C.H. I, NORMA PATTINSON, bequeath my dusting cloth which is still clean. I, EDNA PENNER, leave the closet in Room 44 to the next two unfortunate ones who had as much stuff” as we had. I, EMMELINE PLETT, leave my place at the end of the breakfast line-up which I enjoyed for the past three years. I, AMANDA REIMER, bequeath the strong, muscular arm that I developed while doing physios” on evening duty at C.H. I, IRENE REMPEL, bequeath to the unfortunate ones on evening shift the enjoyment of gabbing” in the lounge until 3 a.m. I, BARBARA RISBY, bequeath to you the residence with all its memories and joys, walls and bars. I, PAULINE RUGGLES, leave the banging of doors and teenage screams in the Nurses’ Residence. I, ELSIE SAWATSKY, bequeath my empty wallet and the problems it created. I, DONNA SHARESKI, leave to those privileged people the pleasure of living in the room next to the bathroom. I, DONNA SKINNER, bequeath to the future affiliates the poor plumbing on Ward M at the Selkirk Mental Hospital.