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

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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

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background a few years back being number one router of Morpheus' intoxicants on third floor Heublein. With the greatest delight we read the singularly illuminating thesis on How to dress your child scientifically in nylon by Hedy Bystrowski, Ph.D. Hedy, just returning from a trip to Ice- land, where she unearthed the material for her timely contribution, says modestly, It was noth- ing. Merrill and Morgan, still practicing poisonous badinage on their apartment mates, pause briefly for professional identification-Margy or Mrs., and Phil Merrill, who would have nothing to do with men, is administratrix of a female escort service headquarters on Prospect Avenue. Back to hospital life, we End that veteran would-be sophisticate Betty Charlton pessi- mistically remarking, There will be no such class as ours again after making a survey of the school for N. L. of N. E. Janet Clark is still waiting for the better half of the Clark expedition to complete a post- grad course at Yale this time. Elsie Lucier is also soap-boxing. It seems it isn't right-the wor1d's all wrong-for nurses to live in two-car garages-tires-shorter working hours-and a plan for protection of patients' false teeth should and nlust by the very righteousness of being achieve its socialistic stand for nursing security. Result-Candidate for oflice in the CSNA-the same E. Lucier. Remember Sue Dasco and Audrey London and their terpsichorean abilities? Both took time out for domestic duties abstract nonentities so to speak-at any rate. The 21 club features a new two women dance team-Andy and Dasco are it! Franklin Roosevelt seemingly eternal is still with us, and would recommend a performance if we were not a democracy. It has been said by some organ of our class that Laverne Corbat finally got to Cleveland, where she is frantically proving the escutcheon of her husband's Mayflower ancestry-so much for American families. Nothing could be conjured up out of the imagination half so full of romance and wild fantastic improbability as the story of Helen Czaja's flower garden on Columbia campus. The dean is campaigning to put Helen on the geranium strewed carpet by nominating her for Done most for Columbia. SEPTEMBER DIVISION NVe of the September division without benefit of aspirations to acquire psychic qualities have had to call in an expert, Dr. Zweinstein Cso called because he is twice as smart as Einsteinj, to help us delve into the somewhat dubious future. The A's have it, in fact any old A above high C will do. We see Ruthie Andreani sing- ing and a'swinging for the lads in uniform, accompanied by-that's right, you guessed it-Doris Christensen who is swingin' on nuthin' for little Jo Boi Calso in the servicel . And don't think Broadway has closed down because of any old war. They are bidding for that threesome and then- some. Yes, we mean the elegant Ingalls Sextet--Shirl Myers, Marion Marcia, Bunny Pawelcik, Flo Murray, and Carry Rubin. They are a top flight group toog but temperamental Marion has to take time out for that yearly trip to Hollywood-the attraction still Mr. Ameche Q Don to those who know himj. And Flossie continues with threats to leave the sextet and come back to WB 2 Nursery if they don't watch out. They still don't know what to watch out for and the sextet continues. To get out of the world of entertainment and into the world of grim reality we see Peg Fay not exactly rushin' around the brush but deinitely deep in the heart of Texas . Wahoo! Hank Heywood has wasted not a moment of these precious years. She is carrying out private research and doing a wonderful work with the sulfa drugs. We should all read her thesis. Also, in the field of research and invention we find Stutzie James bearing out the contention that Big Ben just ain't big enough and when a bigger and better alarm clock is built, she'l1 build it. Said she'd give us a ring when it was Clone. Speaking of rings, the epidemic of diamondites we saw take so many of our members in '42 has brought forth with a crop of more official rings without diamonds. Heading the formidable list of suspectees is Mary Rodvan who is the happy mother of triplets. But, she shouldn't smirk like that, why Esta Catlin has a whole nursery swing school full of tots who learn Boogie Woogie as easily as ABC. Oh, yes, and this Fourty-Fourty QI-iorte-Fortej combination has led to so much confusion in this topsy-turvy old tired world that both Elsie and Rose have up and changed their names, the lucky girls.