Harrisburg Hospital Training School for Nursing - Reflector Yearbook (Harrisburg, PA)

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THE REFLECTOR-1944 ,iff l 1 1A 4 Q3 , ...au i I DOROTHY CORBIN VVOLF Dot Camp Hill Intelligence. Courage and love combine in her per- sonality to make her one from many. 48

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I944-THE REFLECTOR LERA M. XVENRICH Wennie Selinsgrove A jolly friend and good sport-a capable and efflcient nurse. '47

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1944-THE REFLECTOR CLASS HISTORY The big day, September 29, 1941, at last, we arrived! lmpatient to begin our training after three Weeks of enterminable Waiting due to the Polio epidemic. All those cards telling us not to come to the nurses' home until the next week. Finally, the day came to report. Oh, for September 29th!! From September 29th 'til November 15th, our Uprobien period-a period with long sieges of anatomy, endless nursing arts classes, especially on Saturday mornings. Remember??? That clock got its share of attention when week-ends began. Remember physiology lab-those legends of History of Nursing, our sociology round table discussions Cthose were rarel. Nutrition classes with the hopeless barter- ing of cream of spinach soup for prune whip. Remember those sessions of pathology- microbiology-medical and surgical nursing? Our probie days were brightly colored by Mrs Mac, who taught us life and how to think for ourselves. Remember her music appreciation programs and how we all learned more about the great composers? She did much to broaden our life and add to our happiness here. November 18th, a new piece of furniture appeared in all the nurses' rooms- those beloved radios. How they were used! Besides those extra curricular activities and parties in the assembly, our night life usually ended and we were safely in each night at nine P. M. Remember Mrs, Sharp would have to climb all those stairs to tell us It's ten forty-five and lights should be out! Remember? She way always so sweet to us and never tired telling us the right things to do. She gave us a good start to be professional women and we will never forget 'four Ma Sharp. Animals on our beds were-we thought, cute, but they often took trips to the closet and finally ended on the way home with us. Best of all the activities at night were the bull sessions and how good we felt when they were all over. Remember the refreshments, too-either from home or from that unforgettable place, 'fthe cQncession ?? November-our first days on the wards-eager because we were probies with high ideals, willing hands and black ties. Remember the thrill we got when someone called us N URSESV, By Friday one could find soup, mustard and a little of each meal on the front flap of that black tie. Remember? February 3rd-The great moment has arrived, we have our caps-farewell to ye ole black tie-thirty-seven of us with the new starched aprons and caps-a few of the class had been lured by matrimony. Remember, the assembly hall with candle- light warming the roomg and how each of us felt as we said the FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE PLEDGE! Hope, ideals and courage were high that night. Our ward trainings-Burns, surgery, infections, fractures, hemorrhagesg we got them all and loved it. People-old, young, happy, sad-they were a lot of fun. We Were proud to be able to help them. Remember those ubiquitious bed pans, T.P.R.'s, and the constant struggle to get the Ward cleaned up before our ten o'clock classes!! Obstetrics-a complicated system of producing life-litters, cribs, Rf P, and a prayer with bated breath that the elevator to the delivery room would get there in '49