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

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OUR BIG SISTERS Mrs. Linda Anderson (Addy) - Holy Cross, Calgary Rose Lynn Bartel - Steinbach Susan Bartel - Anna Marie Berg - Winnipeg Mrs. Betty Fraser (Black) - Grace Hospital Mrs. Audrey Kemp (Braun) - Holy Cross, Calgary Elizabeth Burden - Grace Hospital June Burnett - Grace Hospital Maureen Colbert - Deer Lodge, Wpg. Shirley Craig - Holy Cross, Calgary Brenda Ericson - Grace Hospital Roslyn Exchange - St. Boniface Margaret Fraser - Morden General Hospital Anne Marie Frieson - Brandon General Hospital Christine Gorrie - Grace Hospital Marilyn Hill - Holy Cross, Calgary Valerie Jakeman - St. Boniface Ann Koop - Flin Flon Mrs. Judy Roths (LaRocque) - Grace Hospital Mrs. Margaret Jalser (MacDougal) - Denmark Carol Macfarlane - Women ' s Pavilion, Wpg. Lynn McDowell - Grace Hospital Carolyn McIntyre - Deer Lodge Hospital, Wpg. Jean McKibbon - Grace Hospital Mrs. Cathie Fownes - Wpg. General Hospital Mrs. Pat Roberts - (Meda) - Children ' s Hospital Dorothy Myhal - Grace Hospital Gladys Nickel - Morden General Hospital Mrs. Barbara Ivison (Palmer) - Grace Hospital Edna Penner - Flin Flon Margaret Smith - St. Boniface Mrs. Laureen Gibson (Stefanson) - Grace Hospital Norma Strong - Wpg. General Hospital Mrs. Joyce Ginter (Suderman) - Brandon Hospital Mrs. Lynn Thomas (Wiezel) - Grace Hospital Edith Wutke - Grace Hospital 21

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Helen Wiebe - Winnipeg, Man. Live that thou mayest desire to live again--that is thy duty--for in any case thou wilt live again. -F. W. Nietzsche- Ruth Ziemski - Winnipeg, Man. I have to live with myself and so-- I want to be fit for myself to know-- I want to be able as days go by-- Always to look myself straight in the eye. -Unknown- Nursing is an art,the finest of arts, and if it is to be an art it requires as hard a preparation as any painter ' s or sculptor ' s work, for what is having to do with dead canvas or cold marble com¬ pared to having to do with the living body, the temple of God ' s spirit? There is no such thing as amateur art; there is no such thing as amateur nursing. -Florence Nightingale- 20

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VALEDICTORY ADDRESS Mr. Chairman, Major Thornhill, Honoured Guests, Classmates. Little Sisters, Moms and Dads. In the year of Canada ' s Centennial we began, and in the year of Manitoba ' s Centennial, we finish. During these three years we have grown; here we are tonight, Beating 70 . Do you remember September 19, 1967 ? With ambivalent feelings we have left our homes to spend the next three years as Student nurses . We received first impressions at the wel¬ come tea. These changed as we got to know each other by the probie party at Bruce Park and by initiation. As we studied through the long months of probie block, it seemed worthwhile, for it brought a cherished cap. However, a cap did not change our experiences on wards; some funny, some upsetting moments. As the months went by we figured out our problems, but at the same time literally developed figure problems. Somehow Mrs. Miller knew what she was talking about when she kept saying, only on doughnut! Residence life was always fun; celebrating birthdays in various ways ; making flowers and more flowers for the Winter Wonderland Tea; and never-ending gossip sessions - if the walls could speak we never would again! Yes, we did get to know each other very well. Ask your room-mate -- she will tell you! Now we begin our Intermediate year. Obstetrics seemed especially fascinating to all of us - a chance to be involved in the begin¬ ning and the joy of life. In the nursery, we always had fun at baby viewing time. Now let me see, which one is yours? , as the excited parents stood peering through the window. Affiliating, beginning at Children ' s Hospital, represented cute kids who had so much theory in their little bodies to learn and study. This occupied ten weeks of books, books, and more books ! Of course, if you ever got TIRED of being a nurse, you could try being a play lady . In the operating room within a few short weeks, we unbelievably graduated from, putting a little water in a basin here and there , to seeing our names written in as scrub nurse . Then came Selkirk - the motto there being, a change is as good as a rest -- or maybe both! It seemed strange at first, but then we adjusted well and decided to forget it and go to a party! It was in intensive care that we began to appreciate how the presence of a nurse could be of such great comfort to a patient. Casualty was a very exciting area. It was not always busy, but be prepared . One had to be ready to meet all ages and ailments. 22