Hartford Hospital School of Nursing - Yearbook (Hartford, CT)

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ffKayI, KATHLEEN ELIZABETH WIGHT Bethel, Maine I had three chairs in my house: One for solitude, Two for friendship, Three for society. ffD0tty3, DOROTHY ELIZABETH WIKMAN Southington, Conn. To see her is a picture, To hear her is a tune, To know her an intemperance As innocent as June. ffIean33 DOROTHY JEAN WIILBUR ' Jewett City, Conn. Unborn tomorrow And dead yesterday, Why fret about them If today be sweet? resopbn SOPHIE THERESA ZURAW Hartford, Conn. When hands are linked that dread to part, And' heart is met by throbbing heart- ' Oh, bitter, bitter is the smart Of them that bid farewell. .

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km kyle? FEBRUARY DIVISION I, a member of the February division of the class of 1943, born without benefit of psychic qualities, but with aspirations to acquireisuch for this occasion, wholeheartedly render in prose the possibilities which fate may see fit to establish. Being in an extreme sense no adulator of tradition you may be sure our group will be found in spectacular hair raising phases of social and professional activities of existence-so breathe deeply and cross your neurons for post-war days find: Dorothy Bittner a Great White Way jive queen- Dotty B, not playing any musical instru- ment, but with aboriginal enthusiasm for swing uses some remote education she gained 'way back when to commandeer a group of noted Basin Streeters, to give out with the best. Somehow Krupa remarks at each session Hnale-Good Night Nurse! I Speaking of music and nurses, one conceives the idea of romance, romance spells marriage, marriage has much to do with children. What I mean is-we happen on Vera Carlson, whose main tragedy in life is that Bill Jr. has just used his dad's practice cadaver for a throw rug in his play house. Tommie, better known as La Thompson writing her memoires entitled Do You Live-or Merely Exist? -or Three Years in one Room. A Ethel Going-top flight female Walter Winchell is reviewing La Thompson's literary effort and rates it three stars-with reservations! Going's only comment after starring same reads: Don't think.it isn't a good book-because it isn't! Life's chain of events and circumstances leads us to Alabama where a Mrs. Johnston, newly- wed fnee Ola Chapinj homesick for New England, exclaims in dismay, What, no skiing here? Janet Kellogg still waiting for Normy to get his furlough for you know why, is teaching humility and etiquette to Lem Croudy's clan in the wild Ozarks. Kelly,' is utterly amazed at such ignorance, and mutters incessantly- Go Forward Christian Soldier? . From here to Grand Central Station where Ruth Rayno is doing missionary work at the Information Booth-Rayno entirely on the defensive from acidulated remarks of world-weary New Yorkers says-quote: Hartford Hospital was never like this. Mabel Nilson is proud hostess weekly to her Bridgeport Knitting Klub-the art of the cuisine was part of her nursing background, and her guests are hilariously entertained with ac- counts of burned custard and snow pudding failures of the diet-kitchen period. Melly Stange, supervisor in an Army Nurse Corps cannot understand why the efficiency experts don't improve nursing conditions in this man,s army. Ginny Wheeler, wearing a sheaf of fraternity rings, pins, and emblems of saddened young men, continues on her merry way, en- trancing all those susceptible to blue eyes and very long lashes. Ruth Larson and Elsie Harrison-not to be outdone--are companion heads of a children's village. Swede, still sweet and innocent, is utterly astounded at the brilliant satires of children, while Elsie calmly carries on, and subdues them with wise and acrimonious lectures. , With apologies to John Kiernan-this is very well meant! So on, far, far into the night-- Nocturnal fancies are nectar in the life of Gloria Wasniewski, who blossomed into Hartford's Glamour Girl of the year-the only problem is feet-it seems' debutantes have them too-Wassie writes: Life unchanged. My metatarsals still suffer. You can't win! I should of stood in bed. From the calm to the hectic in one easy jump brings up Anita Gousdinos, erstwhile con- veyor of the familiar that's precious. Gubby -former exclusive proprietor of a hammer toe, has only one cross to bear. She refuses to go swimming minus one digit. Lil Crannan, another Bristolite, is seen at Schiaparellils modeling what the smart woman will wear in the immediate future. Lil is amazed as well as amazing in the creations of post-war trends. -And what is talk without curiosity concerning that never-ending duo-Betty Roos and Johanna Tirschek? We are told they are practicing the supreme sacrifice and are doing staff duty at Walter Reed Hospital on the OB floors. This 'Join the Navy and See the World' is some propagandist's delightful nightmare, says Betty. Steve Kazemersky glows-she has just been accepted as art critic on the Hartford Times. Mibs Broandt, arriving at fame as chief epicurean on the radio program: What to eat in the wee small hours. Her feature is the new rage-one and one half minute breakfast. Mibs got her I i-.I .4441