Philadelphia Osteopathic Hospital School of Nursing - Cranium Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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MOTHER MASTERS How futile it seems to try to express our feelings for this lady who captured a definite part of our hearts. She has made a house into a home, consoled us in the blacKest moments, rejoiced in the bright ones; gave us her most supreme smiles, and has truly been another mother to us. We wish her all the health and happi- ness in the world and hope she will always be with us to mother many more classes to come. 39

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SCHOOL SONG Tune: Follow the Gleam To Osteopathy we sing Thy praises to the sky. As our Alma Mater dear, We carry the banner high. Hoping, striving, aiming for right. With courage so strong And facing the light With traditions tried and true. Osteopathy! All hail! Edith Law Wesner, Class of ' 35. 58]

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CLASS HISTORY Hear Ye! Hear Ye I We, of the Class of ' 38, are about to finisfi our training at the Osteopathic Hospital, perhaps never again to reassemble as a body. Turning our backs, though not our hearts, on all the work and fun and dreaming, we seventeen women face the world. Each has her separate pattern to trace; our history as a class is ended. Since it is fitting that we make some permanent record of these productive years together, we inscribe this history of our class. On September 9, 1933. our Alma Mater gave birth to a new class of twenty- four students. In honor of the occasion, there was a family gathering that night in the Nurses Home, vhere we were introduced to the activities of our new life. How insignificant we felt during those first few months! We learned to step humbly out of the vay when a doctor, supervisor or senior nurse appeared. There was also that queer business of running to bed at ten-thirty when the bell sum- moned us. And those lofty upper classmen! Would we, could we, ever become the exalted beings they were? So great was our doubt that three of our number left training during the nrst two weeks. There was loads of fun, too. The Welcome Party given us by the upper classmen; the dance in honor of freshmen and probies; the Halloween Party and the Amateur Show all helped greatly in making those difficult months of adjust- ment a joy to remember. The most outstanding event of that first year, and the one each of us will recall with deepest feeling, was the very impressive Capping Ceremony held in the Nurses ' Home. There were two spruce trees, one decorated for Christmas, the other with white nurses ' caps. As each name was called, a Senior Nurse removed a cap from the tree and placed it on the probie. At last we were accepted nurses! Twenty girls, wearing the symbol of their profession, walked more proudly than as many new-crowned kings. Even during the Christmas Party which followed, we were deeply conscious of those bits of white perched upon our heads. Christmas dawned, the first that many of us had ever spent away from home. We braced ourselves against knowing home-sickness. We were nurses and must expect to find ourselves far away from home, even at Christmas, if we vould follow the profession we had elected. The carols which we sang in the Hospital that morning took on an added fervor, and helped to dispel the last cobwebs of home- sickness. 60