James Walker Memorial Hospital School of Nursing - Epitome Yearbook (Wilmington, NC)

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fast will And Zestaifnenfg fuddled minds and in run -down physical condition, due mostly to our exasperating nursing experiences, do hereby make and declare this to be our Last Will and Testament. ARTICLE I To our annual advisor, Mrs. Lillian Paso, we wish to thank for the sincere interest in our class. ARTICLE II To the Senior class of 1961, we leave the honor of be- coming seniors,with hopes that they will derive the meaning of proper attitude from their nursing experiences. ARTICLE Ill To the rising Junior class, we leave our ability to earn money and to enjoy spending it. ARTICLE IV To our understanding and unforgettable doctors, w e hate to leave you. ARTICLE V To our faculty, supervisors, and headnurses and direc- tors, we leave our appreciation for the effort and sacrifices they have put forth to help us to attain our goal. ARTICLE VI I, Bessie Cooper, leave my varicose veins to Dr. Bert. Williams. I, Patricia Cori. leave my ability to keep my mouth shut all times to Pat fi-iith. I, Anne Collins. I .ive my ability to balance a ba.nk book the Junior class. 4 J We, the Senior class of 1960, being of unsound, be-Q

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almost made upfor the sweltering heat of the hospital corri- dors We busily tripped up and down day in and day out. The autumn we became Juniors found several of our classmates getting married or making plans for the same. Things were really popping as we greeted the incoming class of Freshmen. It was really hard to imagine anyone lowlier than we. We suddenly found the responsibility of the Junior- Senior Banquet resting on our shoulders and in addition to our heavy load of studies and work, we adopted a mad money-making campaign. There are probably many per- sonnel who still shudder whenever they see us for fear we are armed with boxes of Kathryn Beich candy or pizza pies to push them into buying. With much hard work, our ban- quet Was a success - Remember ? By the fall of 1959, we had bravely fought the deluge of OB, Derm, ENT, Eye, CD, and VD with most of the class emerging victorious. By this time nearly all of us had had our turn of most of the special services - writing diets, passing instruments, timing contractions, etc. Our next big obstacle was Raleigh and the Dorothea Dix Hospital. Our three months at the Hill were filled with many varied experiences, but to say the least, it was a new experience in nursing for us. There were several different attitudes toward our affiliation - some in opposition such as interest and indifference. Again Mr. Uncertainty sometimes visited us and gave us that feeling of extreme inadequacy that was ever present during our pre-clinical period Cand we must admit, still remains - at times stronger than othersb. After our last big hurdle, Pediatrics, and one summer of student stripes,we will be ready for whites. We hope that through actual performance, sincerity of attitude, and results of State Boards, we can prove that we deserve to wear the whites of a Registered Nurse and accept our duties thereby assumed. 3

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II, Sandra Grice, leave my flight of ideas to Dr. McMillan. I, Frances Hardison, leave my open Windows to any fresh air fiend. I, Carol Dusenbury, leave to take my place with my Honey , I, Shirley Duncan, leave my love to nursing to anyone who would attempt it twice. I, Kathryn Heath, leave my ability to give Boric Acid Enemas to anyone stupid enough to do it. I, Martha Hargett, leave with my family, Charles and my long, long trailer. I, Ann Hobbs, leave one encouraging thought to Joyce Whaley, What is Worth having is worth waiting for . I, Marjorie Humphrey, leave my contented jersey brown eyes to the milk lab. I, Nancy Jarman, share my love for music, basketball, Dr. Koonce and just plain living with JoAnne Nelson. I, Betty Larkins, leave my ability to break out in a rash Without taking Penicillin. I, Linda Darden, leave my ability to blush to Dr. Murchison. I, Sue Rivenbark, leave taking my admiration for Dr. Hooper with me. I, Dora Salter, leave my high tider brogue to Dr. Marshburn. I, Judy Wallen, leave my non-chalant ways and good housekeeping to Mrs. Bass. Testator WITNESSES: 1 JT waffea GM-J Ann Hobbs 5