High Point Memorial School of Nursing - Lighted Lamp Yearbook (High Point, NC)

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DEDICATION Dear Dr. -Leath, This honor has been bestowed upon you for various reasons too numerous to name. YOur, consideration for us as students, your helpftulmessmimteaening us on the w ards and in the classroom, and your kindness will always be re- membered by us. We could never begin to tell you how much we appreciated your thoughtfulness while we were in training. You will always stand out in our hearts and minds as the person who took time out of his busy day to re- member student nurses. And now, Dr. Leath, may this somehow make up for all we have not said or couldn't say. MAY GOD BLESS, YOU, Sincerely, The Seniors of 1959

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FOOTPRINTS Lend your ear toathis. svony VLlissaltEvestOnes maboundavosre lt It's one of a well worn pathway And footsteps that have known it well. It has a sweet beginning On a place where stardust abounds And ends at our graduation On such blessed and h@fyegrounds. It leads through a glass doorway To a world so wondrous’ but strange That holds each gimige its bosom And affords each gjj@7a great change. the strong have courage to stay While the weak ones hasten to go then those lett settlestomlearning Things essential which all must know. Time drags =— now passes swittly, On wings born suddenly of change Six months have passed in succession Probies add a cap {9 their name. This path leads everupward With footprints of yose gone before (ying courage by their presence adding, Freshmen, just one step more. Now behold these proud Juniors The goals éverithe same Bier the year passes, they me oenions Yet footsteps continue again. Months packed with Senior ventures Retrospect oOltworyeansevones py mre found in the forthcoming pages i's our story -- our how and why. Page Four

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BLESS MOM AND DAD --- And then there were those who heard us when we first childishly prayed, God bless Mom and Dad, and who proudly watched our experimentalisteps when we first ventured out of the arms of our parents into a world where we, as individuals, moved alone. Ourfaltering steps were observed by our parents. their steadying hand ever ready, but always allowing us to continue without immediate aid. And so it was until we graduated from high school. Then came theyeventiul day when twenty-three sets vot parentsmieard am want to be a nurse. '' Maybe they had heard it many years before when a piping voicesstated, Il want to be’ a nurse when I grow up, ” but hearingstharesamaic declaration in high school’made it seem so near. But, yet, beinguiie parents they were, they warned of the pitfall, the hard work, and the studies) andstacm allowed us to continue, for the first time really on oursown. Weswenesours oma under their wings at last. We could’do as we pleased -- wc. thougit=eaeicn o'clock curfew ended our late dates, lights outsat tenmhirry at nicntstookseane of midnight gabi sessions and’ then we Mound that) we hadimot lettjoursparenn = care, at all but had ventured out a little farther. |) Weswere steadvers manga mem we first started our journey but we still needed their faith and encouragement, their teachings and security, tomkeepyus om oum feet... sinevita bl yeoUtmmpaawore still ended, ''God bless Mom and Dad. ' Now we are seniors about to,embark from the port of the nurses sdormiesy Cc will be responsible only to ourselves financially and morally; our community, socially, and to our profession, faithfully; but to our parents we will be re- Ssponsiblesfor everything wévdo. Their teachingseare rellectedsinsucmmm—i cma tie the living example of what they believe and of everything they have hoped for since we were born. Realizing that they are the foundation under ussandithe faith back of us, how could we fail them? To you, our parents, go our prayer of thankfulness t hat we are your chil- dren.and the adults of your teachings. God blessed us by making you our parents and you blessed us by your love and devotion. What more could we ask? As the sun goes down on our three years as students and we realize all we owe to you, we pray, and our prayer inevitably ends, ''God bless Mom and Dad, ' ' Page Six