Nardin Academy - Rosarium Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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First row: D. Sfurniolo, G. Kowolkowski, M. Chmielecki, M. Keller B Coyle, M Tomasulo A Maffelnano C. Turnboo, S. Manta. Second row: P. Janicki, L. Palodino, C Muschaweclc J Randall N O Brian P. Bird, M. Kobis, J. Coppola. Third row: S. Thomas, J. Brzezmsku J Debs H Ruordan B Allard B Biondolillo, C., Paluch, J. Harla. Fourth row: P. Luftrell, S. Braun R Chapin, M Shannon C Mauro gi li ' Class Day rw. 52,4 Q PN Maureen Shannon PRE SIDE NT B. Wojciechowski, V. Reis, R.M. Azzarelli, C. Zuppa, B. Penders J Conway K Klee 0 j 'YJ TW ' J gm N x If JN ,gg U X S M K I fn, - 3 9

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soaulafy1,2,3,4 Publicity Committee 2 Secles Sapientiae 4 Glee Club l Cor Mariae Staff 3,4 f A.P.S. L. 2,3 f Dramatic Club 4 Art Editor of Rosarium Art Club Treasurer 4 Rep. Student Council 4 Maryann Tomasulo CLASS POET CLASS POEM Dear Lady as we leave This home where Christ doth dwell There's a thought within our minds That ioyously does swell. We do not have to part with thee, You'll come with us along To be our Tower of Ivory, Resplendent, pure and strong. Four busy happy years We studied with our gaze Upon the 'deeper things of life, Upon thy loving ways. Now as we bravely turn to face ' The paths that lie ahead, Our confidence in you we place And we shall have no dread. 38 Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the rimrose peeps beneath the thorn. A reserved, gracious, modest manner marks the girl who is our class artist. Maryann's creative talent was on display for many oc- casions and always to the benefit of others. Her charity is boundless as oven by her constant readiness to end a hand in any school or class i' proiect. We shall not dread the world With all its sin and strife As long as you are with us, To guard our way through life And may our daily living, Bring such a light to others That all may Feel your presence And men may live as brothers

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of fef EG 4' 5' - fffxl 'Y HS ,fig Nl' fltw' NE of man's most prized possessions is the gift of memory. If he could not recall a beloved person, a heart warming scene, a prized book, his life would be empty and void of all the love and tender- ness which remembrance evokes. When an incident or a person has gone into the realm of the past, no power can recall the physical counterpart, but the joyful memory can be had with iust the beckoning of the heart. Here, on this page, we, the Class of '53, shall attempt to recreate our four yearsat Nardin. These remembrances are dear, for they belong especially to us. We hope you will enioy them as they are an integral part of the history of the Senior C ass. September, l949-- On a bright September morning in l949, sixty awed freshmen could be seen walking up the path to the door of Nardin Academy. There each stopped, composed herself as best she could, and withawave of courageous strength pulled open the door. All that could be seen were girls rushing from one group to another, all that could be heard were greetings resounding from one end of the hall to the other. There didn't seem to be any place for them, the new freshmen. Suddenly they found themselves surrounded by friendly students eager to escort them to their homerooms. They were led up one flight of stairs, and then up another into either of two homerooms: 303 under the guidance of Miss Kolp, or 304 under Miss Gear- ity's care. That first morning flew by for us. No longer were we alone: we met our teachers and became acquainted with the girls who were to be our schoolmates for four years. One and all agreed that high school promised to be a wonderful experience. Soon Se tember became only a remembrance, and as October got underway, fearsome rumors reached our ears. They seemed to be circulated by the seniors and were all about the same thing--Initiation. We gulped and shook in our boots, as we wished fervently for some miracle to stop this dreadful event, but not ing happened. One night in October we were put through the trials and rigors which were meant to test our stamina. At the command of the Seniors, we held a circus which could easily have rivaled the Ringling Brothers' Showl We withstood all the endurance tests, even the famed Torture Chamber, and at the end were pronounced full-fledged members of the student body. Oh, happy nightl The next months were filled with studies, Christmas vacation, and exams. We elected our class of- ficers and Geraldine Kowalkowski became our first president. At the mid-term exams we were introduced to the blue books, an acquaintance which we were always reluctant to renew. But we conquered that ob- stacle and school life once more progressed quietly. Then something happened which again aroused and filled us with excitement. We were soon to be received into the Sodality. That da will always be one of our treasured remembrances. Veiled in white, we knelt to receive our Sodality medals and recite the act of consecration to Our Blessed Lady. Once more our cup of happiness overflowed. Shortly afterwards, our first high school dance, the Freshman-Sophomore Frolic, added another leaf to our golden book of memories. ,... g:::+:-:::g:::: '40