Hinsdale Sanitarium and Hospital Nursing School - Fluoroscope Yearbook (Hinsdale, IL)

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gills.,-e fail Valedictory .'Xn,v ty, Hooviil: I HRICIZ years we have been together. During that time our lives have been lcuit togjetliei' in one lialvrir xvliivh even time ranuot Tttllil asunder. luto this Iialmrie are woven hits ul our vlass work, long hours cnliXVlllClliI1Q'lly1l bedside, and little broken threads uf douht and discourage- ment which seemed at times would nizu' the desigfn. llut as we look lvael: over these trying places, we sec that they have only liven the means of strengthening' and heautifving' it. I remember for many years past how I idealized a nurse. To see a snow-white cap and uniform would thrill mel .-Xnd how I longed to be- come just that ideal-a nurse in xvliitee-that white seemed to denote to me the purity nl. soul a nurse orght to possess, 'lin be able to comfort those in distress and to relieve those in need-that to me was a high calling. How often during these three years has that ideal seemed to fallg how often have we wondered, does it pay? Does it pay? XYhen we see renewed life and vigor come to one for whom we've worlcedg when we feel the Clasp uf a hand and see the tear in the eve of one who is grateful for our care and saerihee, when we think of Christ's words, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ve have done it unto nie. -yes, it pays! As we look hack over our probationary days, we smile-as frightened. awkward, untrained, we tried our best to please. Bit by bit and day by day. the rough edges were rounded oll' and we became more and more iitted foi duty. A slow and dihicult process it may have seemed sometimes to our instructors and supervisors, and we Want them to know we have ap- preciated it. And, now, we are Seniors and about to leave the plaee that has been Ours for the last three years. For three years we have looked forward to this time. For three years we have toiled together, planned together, strive ing to reaeh that ideal. Still it has not been all worlc. lVe have had pleas- ures-manv of them. lYe realize it now, but it will not be until we part that we will fully appreciate them, for: The pleasures of now- They seem sweeter, somehow, XXYIICYI seen through the glass of years. 'Tis with a feeling of sadness that we leave these familiar halls which hold dear to us the memories of our training days. It is with conflicting emotions that we take our diplomas and depart from this place. XVC shall miss the smiles of our friends and the greetings of those with whom we have worked. They have become dear to us through our assoeiati 1.'+ n in Thirty-five

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ts3f5.dl5,.i- 'asia pleasure and in discouragement, and we have built up a friendship which can- not be forgotten in a night. XYe are glad we have this opportunity of voicing our appreciation tu our physicians and instructors who have so patiently toiled and sacrificed that Welmight have a Christian training. XVe are thankful to them for the standard of true service they have upheld for us. Dear fathers and mothers: XYe are glad that you can be with us to- night to enjoy with us the success of this hour. Wie owe our all to you and it is our tirni desire to fultill your utmost hopes for our lives. Classmates: The time has come for us to part and go to our various posts of cluty. Soon the last hour will be put in, the last treatment will he given, the last meal eaten in the old dining room, no more will our class meet together as one. And yet, we cannot feel that we will be entirely separated, for our vision and motives are one-and tonight we are ready to report for duty in the world hospital of the Great Physician. Nursing Joys RUTH LADD I love the operating roomg The walls are white, and pure the air- So clean no Hy would dare to stop- And oh, hoxv much I love to mop! I love the dear old autoclave: I love to pack it to the edge And vvatch it closely lest it pop, liut hoxv much more I love to- mop! I love to mend thc rubber gloves, Especially when thcy're shiny new lVith not a hole from tip to top. And oh, what fun it is to niop. Then, when we-'re goin' to operate XN'e wear those masks and gowns and caps And stay scrubbed up till we almost drop Then turn around and have to mop! But noxv I'm through with service there No other joys with this compare- To pass along the hall and stop And watch some other poor soul mop. 'Fllirty-Six