Mary Louis Academy - Crusader Yearbook (Jamaica, NY)

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uw ?M,6ffecy S THE doors of Saint Joseph's Hospital opened on that eventful day in l95'7, little did we realize that there we would meet so many of our former classmates. Our first surprise came when we heard the voice of Betsy Andresen, receptionist, paging Joan Safarik, head surgeon who was busy at the time caring for the ills of Anna Goetz, renowned archaeologist. After deciding to make a tour of the hospital we entered the staff auditorium where Dolores Maher, famous orator, was explaining the relationship between the Jesuits and lnternational Affairs to a new intern, Grace Evans. Immediately following a debate between Barbara Hawke, Sunkist grower, and Anna Ligorio, anti- vitamin specialist, we found out that Supreme Court Judge Adrienne Memmoli had called to request a witness for the trial of The People vs. Mildred Tierney, accused of abandoning Mary Foley, author of Perfect Poise, in the wilds of Honduras. Marilyn McCann agreed but must wait until after her recovery from her fall from the neck of a horse. Suddenly Maureen Reid, journalist, appeared and related that Elaine Wey was the legal supporter of Pat Kelly's bill in Congress to revise the height of fire pumps. Maureen almost forgot to tell us that Sue Gannon had finally been elected society editor of The Sign, America's greatest magazine. Unfortunately, we had missed Joan Straub, am- bassador to France, and Peggy McGowan, French interpreter, by a few minutes after they had come for their annual checkups. The women's ward was so crowded that we almost didn't recognize Pat Watterson who had a relapse after successfully irradicating the lnk Spots. On the same floor Dorothy Lynch was gathering the facts for her paper about an accident in which Joan Gilman, the driver, and Mary Kruse had been shaken up after their car bounced off the safety zone of the Lincoln Highway. Judith Leon-Casals, envoy to Puerto Rico, and Rita Middlemiss, President of the Franklin Trust Company, had just left when Pat Schaer, wife of the President of the New York Telephone Com- pany, came to offer her services in the sewing club. The surprise of our lives came when we found Joanne Morris selling earrings at the rear exit. Ellin Mulholland casually walked in and gave a demonstration of her new procedure for holding meetings. Then we were privileged to attend a beauty demonstra- tion given by Peggy Sweeney, model for the new Pat-a-Pat cake rouge. ln the laboratory Leonore McAlonen was teaching the new method of painless ortho- dontial work and Phyllis Burkard was planning the assignments of Jean Schmitt, technician, after her failure as a basketball manufacturer in the com- pany established by June Herbert. June is now backing a midget auto racing outfit. Passing through one of the other wards we stopped to watch the perform- ance of a group of actors under the able supervision of Helen Eidt, famous Shakespearian actress. Joan Harrison, well-known ballerina, thrilled us with a solo. When the applause died down, we weren't too surprised to see Mary Alice Sureda emerge as Frank Sinatra's accompanist or to learn that Mary Baiada was his business manager. Mary McGrath, the latest Broadway sensa- 48

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Sister Rose Matthew: a trot for Gregorian Chant to help her struggling Freshmen. Sister Marie Paula: X-ray eyes so she can watch all the halls at once. Sister M. Apollonia: a class that enters the Intermediate class with a full knowledge of Elementary Algebra. Sister Theresa Francesca: a serene and serious class once in a while. Sister Joan Marie: a skeleton that isn't tabbed Frankie . Sister Rita Clare: an empty lunchroom five minutes before the bell each day. Sister Catherine Patrice: a class of peppy boys to keep her happy. lAnd us too.i Sister Marie Therese: an unlimited supply of chocolate eclairs to feed the hungry students. Sister Jean Arthur: a study hall of girls who actually study. Sister Dorothy Therese: a new phase of history: Social Studies at T. M. L. A. Sister Alphonsa Maria: a cloud to counteract the sunshine of her smile. Sister M. Brendan: a self-service system in the cafeteria a la Automat, to save time and trouble. Sister Romanus Marie: some veterans of the Home Nursing course to assist in the general examinations. Miss Hastings: a superior air so the girls won't ask why she isn't wearing her uniform. Mrs. Stockheim: a class that is taking Home Nursing for some other reasons than to gain the extra half-point. Miss Worzberger: a less enthusiastic A. A. so she can get home on Monday nights. Madame Habberton: a recording of our enunciations so that our Brooklyn accents won't confuse her French. Miss Henney: a robot to type those everlasting College Entrance reports. Madame Ballantine: three rings, so she can relax her fingers when illustrating her name. Doctor Rybka: more time to give us cello solos. Professor Weber: some girls who never heard of the drape . Junior Class: our shoes: it's up to you to fill 'em now. Sophomore Class: sophistication, if we don't give it to you, you'll get it any- way, now that you are upper Classmen . Freshman Class: our crushes which were numerous when we were in your place. ln witness whereof, we duly affix our seal, this Graduation Day of June I947. PEGGY MCGOWAN '47 47

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tion, then rendered her version of Heart of My Heart. Joan Ross, whose job as Al Jolson's make-up artist keeps her busy, stopped long enough to tell us that Iris Saunders has returned to Washington, D. C. after her cruise. As we entered the hall we met Joan Goldsmith, wife of a prominent doc- tor, and Joan Conmy, who were preparing to leave the hospital after a visit with Rosemary Brady who is suffering from a broken thumb , . . the result of her bowling tournament. They said they were late for a luncheon engagement with Joan Howell whose invention of PainIess Freckle Remover has made her a millionaire. Mary Granholm, the nurse who was then guiding us, sug- gested that we visit the third floor and we readily agreed. ln the elevator, which was operated by Beatrice Kovar, we met Mrs. Frank Driscoll, the former Claire Perry and also Marjorie Comisky and Margaret Lowe, the managers of the Lonely Heart Matrimonial Agency. They informed us that they were on their way to visit Helen Kennedy who is now happily married to Ken. lt seems Helen broke her hand applauding Mary Carberry's performance at Carnegie Hall last week. We were then led to the office of Dr. Marilyn Higgins, the hospital's head psychiatrist, who told us that she is treating a former classmate of ours, Mary Rose Creegan . . . who complains of seeing oranges before her eyes instead of spots! While we were talking, Dorothy Farbizio, the chief dietitian, stopped to chat for a few minutes. She said she had seen Patricia Farrell, wife of the army's Surgeon General, at the bridge party given by Betty Hayden the day before. Among the other guests were socially-prominent Catherine Bradly who has just recovered from a severe shock brought about by the exhibition of hair styles for l96O, as created by Mildred Husch, The party was reviewed for the Society Page of the Trum- pet by Marguerite McGonigal, who commented upon the presence of Mary Kane, the screen's number one impersonator, and Doris Kiernan, model for Goodman's Groovie Glories, lnc. Evelyn Turck, originator of Hello Cards, arrived late as usual, accompanied by Joan Braunreuther, buyer for Oswald's Department Store in Oshkosh. We finally left Dr. Higgin's office and proceeded down the hall to see Joan Missbach, the head nurse. Joan and her very capable assistant Joan McDonald, were talking about Roberta McNally's case. Roberta sprained her back in a futile attempt to pick up all her bracelets at one time. Misses Miss- bach and McDonald left a short time later in order to attend a lecture on the Care and Feeding of Pets which was to be given by Geraldine Schuppman at the home of Constance Monaghan, president of the Nature Lovers Club of Jackson Heights. Ann McGrane, wife of the Hospital's assistant head surgeon, called at the nurse's desk and left a message for Honora Bartley with whom she had made a dinner engagement. ln the next ward we visited Dolores Boylston, who was lazily reclining in bed, making a desperate effort to write another great American novel, The Gem of Every Garden-Petunias. This, her latest book, will contain illustra- tions by the famed artist, Joan Campbell. .loan told us with a twinkle in her eye that Helen Comerford, noted journalist, and Mary Phillips, beloved nurse on the eleven o'clock sleeper, still entertain vaudeville audiences with their 49