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

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CLASS PROPHECY Also happy to hear that Carlen made a trip to your home. I knew about her course at Jefferson and her being chief anaesthetist there now. She and Tschudy are still the best of friends. Tschudy just bought a ' 41 roadster and is a perfect fashion plate. She just moved into her five room bachelor-girl apart- ment. Sally stopped in on her way to New York last week from Phillie. She is still the social butterfly that she always was, but is the best girl of that West Point hero of her ' s. Since she finished her course at Cornell, she has been working in the Operating Room at the Medical Center. She had been to our old Alma Mater during the week-end, and whom should she meet but Webster — waiting for George to leave a consulta- tion. He has a very nice practice, and Elsie is as graceful as ever in the dual role of wife and mother. Enuff ' s enuff, CHIP. Sept. 10, 1941. Dear Whit: I ' m so anxious for you to know about a meeting that took place Friday. Woodsie, Marge and Evelyn and I had lunch in New York. Joyce had just returned after a summer abroad while her home in Pittsburgh was being redecorated. Marge is no longer a Smith, but was married to a lieutenant in the Navy last June. Evelyn was wearing her diamond, which I haven ' t seen before, and has resigned her position in the doctor ' s office to go to the altar the end of the month. We had a grand bull session and, incidentally, did see a show. I was in Harrisburg on business a few weeks ago, and while in that neck of the woods decided to stop in Lancaster to see Swordsie. I did get a look at the farm, but didn ' t see Fran, as she and her husband were on a hunting trip — up to her old tricks again. This letter contains enough news to warrant an end, so I ' ll bring it to one. So long, CHIPPY. Dec. 15, 1944. Dear Whit: How our class has wandered! Our sedate and sweet Betty Andrews, away in China, for instance. Remember her voice at our Christmas parties? Well, it sounds even better now when she sings with her Chinese Missionary Choir broadcasts. The staff wishes to add that the Class of ' 39 plans a re- union, in the form of a dinner, to be held at the Waldorf- Astoria Hotel, New York, at six o ' clock, September 7, 1949. Yours till the cow slips, CHIPPY. 43

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CLASS PROPHECY While doing her bi-annual house cleaning in the spring of 1945, nee Berta Whitaker thumbed through letters received from Chippy O ' Neill concerning members of the Class of ' 39 at Philadelphia Osteopathic Hospital. Sitting in the attic of her twenty-room farm house amid the alfalfa fields of Ohio, her ever present chuckle was resounded at the following ex- ceTpts of said letters; Dear Whit: ec. 15, 1939. So your brother took the leap? Listen to this — Crumble is the first of our class to travel up that long, long aisle and is the perfect specimen of happiness in the role of a doctor ' s wife. Hurriedly yours, CHIPPY. Oh Whitl 22, 1940. Poor Elmer is still being embarrassed to tears by the antics of the undergraduates in her Operating Room at the Rhode Island Osteopathic Hospital. Of course you have heard of our little Kinsel ' s engage- ment. To be expected, I know, but I certainly hate to see her snatched from us. He had better take good care of her, or, to quote you, my good friend, We shall beat a lung out of him! Really, Whit, you must come and see the newest of the calves at Chippendale Farm. The letters on the bridge still read ' Trenton Makes — The World Takes, but we expect to hove them changed to Chippendale Makes — The World Takes. Until later, CHIPPY. Dear Whit: ov. 4. 1940. You ' ll never guess who was just here to see me. Our old Volkie and her husband. They ' re practically neighbors of mine — living in Burlington. They own a grocery store and have been happily married since June. I had a letter from Dickie last week, and she is starting her second year at Johns Hopkins. She has been doing a lot of flying lately with that aeronautical engineer to whom she is engaged. Must go collect the eggs now. Yours, CHIPPY. Dear Whit: February 6, 1941. Thanks so much for your letter. I ' m glad to know that Rogers is back at Oshkosh State Teacher ' s College. I knew it just had to be that she ' d become a D.O. ' s wife — and his name is Charliel I ' ll send her congratulations when the en- gagement is officially announced. 42

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