Our Lady of Mercy Academy - Oloma Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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Class History As dusty books and closed desks were opened in September, 1947, Our Lady of Mercy Academy looked upon a group of highly dignified grade school graduates. Yes, we the Class of '51, had arrived. The upperclassmen soon extended a welcome to us by holding a tea in our honor, enabling us to become better ac- quainted with the faculty and student body. Once enveloped in the midst of Latin, algebra, and activities, we found our dignity replaced by bewilderment, but after a courageous battle with Ivanhoe, we emerged victorious from our first novel. Spring exams brought final report cards and farewells. We put away our books, closed our desks, and looked for- ward to an active summer. Although we began our sophomore year minus some old friends, we greeted as many new ones in Carol Christopher, Eiiie Edlis, Joan McCausland, Ann McCreary, Mary Petrilli, and Isabel Tulp. May fourth saw new members in- ducted into the National Honor Society, and once again we kissed our English and history books goodbye and left 303. Climbing the hill for the third time, XX lg i f 441115 N A l my If ., Q Fw .2 0' x S ,U ,Q 7 ' K ' ei Q 5 X .if-N' L-X ,, U, ifllgw. we realized that We had gained the title- upperclassmen. Together with our newcomers-Pat Duffy, Joan Gebhardt, Peggy Tiegel, Virginia Totten, and Tiny Wilson-we soon became accus- tomed to the fifty-minute periods. The rest of the Academy saw the mighty juniors walk away with the soft- ball and swimming championships, and envied us when we received our class rings. Before bringing the year to a close, we opened our treasury and our hearts and gave a banquet in honor of the class of '50. Finally, having reached the end of our Academy life, we recall the highlights of the senior year. Can we ever forget the thirty-two inches of snow that accom- panied us to our prom? or the struggle to beat the yearbook deadline? the fun We had exchanging squeegees and name cards? the parties attended during the spring? our chemistry experiments? senior themes? and the Junior-Senior banquet? These memories we will take with us when our ways part, but our class history is not ended. It will grow as the years pass, it will develop as we develop, it will live as long as Our Lady's guiding light shines upon the Mount.