Presbyterian Hospital School of Nursing - Crisp N Curls Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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Class History Will we ever forget that memorable day of February 4, 1946, when a class of twenty brave new-comers ventured into that great institution, the Presbyterian Hospi- tal School of Nursing? As probies confronted with homesickness, the doubts and discouragements of studies and examinations, we often wondered if the thrill of attaining that goal of graduation would ever be ours. Then we finally earned our caps and bibs and the added responsibilities of freshmen; we were now difinitely a part of the nursing school. With these we then Peis to comfort the buffets of the halls and diet kitchen. Our doubts and ears were soon dispelled and the general state of confusion for us lessened as we gradually gaind self-confidence in performing our duties. Never will we forget the gracious help of the upper classmen as we worked together to “smooth out the rough Spots” for our ultimate success. Along the way we had lost five of our classmates, some preferring the career of matrimony. Wishing all of them success and happiness, we kept diligently at our work and wondered how many would march slowly down the aisle in the spring of far-away 1949—all in white. Studies and special services—pediatrics, surgery, and obstetrics—were continued as we became juniors. Then came our Junior-Senior banquet and dance, given at the Policemen’s Hall at Morris Field. A dinner was the marking for a much-looked-forward-to occasion on which we received our black bands and assumed the roles of dignified seniors. What a difference a black band makes! But how much more, a white uniform! And we still had another year ahead of us. More responsibilities, privileges, and extracurricular activities followed. Some of our class were chosen as members for Secas, the Honor Society. Another pleasant memory is the dinner-dance which was given us by the juniors at the Officers Club at Morris Field, where we had a wonderful time. The tux, the swishing skirts, flowers, music, food—will we ever forget? And then, at last, the climax to our three years: graduation, bringing our beloved white uniforms, red roses, and our Presbyterian Pins, signifying proudly our labor and our achievement. Though we had at times doubted our eventual success, we had done our best and with worthwhile reward. With some trepidation we, a small body of fifteen new graduates, are now preparing to face the professional world, ready and willing to play our part in her future. On parting may we express the high esteem in which we hold our school and the ideals for which she stands, and our hope that our future shall always reflect honor on her, our alma mater. CuristinE MclInrosu, Class Historian Page Seventeen

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Last Will and Testament We, the class of February, 1949, being of sound mind and memory do hereby make, uae and declare this to be our last will and testament and hereby bequeath our numerous possessions in the manner that follows: I, Virginia Austin, will my unsurpassable musical ability and love for singing to Jean Quinn. I, Betty Canipe, will my wit, sense of humor, and lovable crazy giggle to Hazel Tucker. I, Mary Belle Goodnight, will my agreebleness and easy-going sweet nature to Betty Thomas. I, Edna Guin, will my bed in the infirmary to any poor soul who has greater need ofsit than: I, Jean Hawfield, will my ability to stick to my 1,000 calorie diet to Chloe Davenport. I, Ina Livingston, will my quiet dignity and my ability to pave the way for reaching agreeable compromises to Gwen Lambert. I, Ethel Lovett, will my undying love for Davidson students, due to my necessity for tall blond escorts, to Janet Hall. I, Joyee McDonald, will my seat on the front row in the classroom to Ann Langston. I, Christine McIntosh, will my “way with men” to Mary Harrill. I, Cornelia Miles, will my come-hither manner and my position as chief heart- breaker to Martha Gilbert. I, Phyllis New:on, will my dauntless courage, my dependability, and my loyalty to Mary Robertson. I, Katrina Pigg, will my beautiful wardrobe and ability to wear clothes to Inez Haney. I, Bevline Stogner, will my sweet disposition, even temper, and ability to mind my own business to Jackie Aiken. I, Mary Lib Stoll, will my million-dollar smile and my easy-going good nature to Ann Morehouse. I, Emily Sullins, will my love for one man to Eloise Rosser. In witness whereof, we, the Class of February, 1949, the testators above named, have hereunto subscribed our name and affixed our seal in this year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and forty-nine. Class of ’49 Mary Lis SToLu CuristinE McIntrosH Page Sixteen

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