Presbyterian Hospital School of Nursing - Stripes Yearbook (New York, NY)

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danger, find consolation in sorrow, and in the end find victory. For awhile then we must give up our search for security, our anticipation of joys, and the pleasures we desire. As Thackeray has said, WBravery is never out of fashionP. with a clear head, a stout heart, triumphant spirit and, above all, a sense of pence in our own personal lives we will soon find where we want to go, and finding the way, will proceed with speed and power. Mhrtha Pearson

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THE OUTLOOK Graduating this year, we are met by a world in travail and despair. One with more problems than we have ever faced before, with problems greater than our most active imag- inations could picture. Mostly now we are over that first feeling We experienced last December when inside we crumbled and whispered that we couldn't do it. B ut that emotion has disappeared and has been replaced by the knowledge that we must put first things first, and lay aside our own high plans until we finish up the problem of the moment. It is all well and good to think of it all so logically, but the fact remains we still Wonder. Wondering if the dreams We dreamed before this year can ever come true now. Wondering what we can do to hurry it along, wondering where our duty lies, and how we can best fulfill it. Nor are the answers to all our queries plainly shown. In the winter months that passed since the beginning of the war several things have surely occured to us. First the conviction that there is work of infinite value Waiting to be done, and that it is the job of all of us to see, understand, and to do it. For all belong to the com- munity and must share the ordeal through which it must pass. We as a group are more fortunate than most, for we have had a head start. Our work is always indispensable and of lasting importance. We are already especially equip- ped for our job. Universally new people are dying in Want of kindness and mercy, as well as in want of food and shelter. Can we not then accept a greater task quiet- ly, realize it's importance and with our own tools attack our work, as our part in the battle? It little matters whence we begin for everywhere We are neededsthe important thing is to begin. Our small part may seem of little value. Perhaps its results will never be knmfn to the world nor make apparent change. Gradually though, will be seen the fruit of our labors, and we can be sure victory will be ours. Knowing that, we can go on when the Work is hard and painful, remain steadfast in

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9- 0 9 3 1 IN RETROSPECT rxk i 2 Q It was Friday afternoon, September ' 5 ,, eighth, that the last half of the X ff class of '42 arrived and met in Stur- X i ', a - ges for the first time. A howling . 7.2 by Xfxx black Washington Heights storm beat . , Kg Y-5 D against the windows--our first intro- N mfixf -I Q ,. i duction to many more which followed. xggijh tk g1HLx But the class was together for the X :N I V Q' first time, and soon we begnn our lives wk E el ! Q, as Probies, with the wearing of the 'i in t ,A1 grey, weekly anatomy quizzes, and food , 9 - A I 5 from home giving a strange assortment. ,. 't 4: 1 , . 1 . In October the Senior class fcted us with a party and four ef the class X! - won prizes in the Scavenger Hunt----- W goldfish, long since dead. Christmas next with a Christmas party, and the lovely ard ever thrilling carolling to cheer the first Christ mas away from home. At last January 50, the Welcoming Cere- mony and the next morning we appeared at prayers, striped, capped and proud--part of the school. June 4th was graduation day for our big sisters--those kind, and helpful seniors, who had smoothed a rough way often for us--and we wondered as we watched them receiving their pins-- would that time ever come for us? Things happened--so many, and so quickly. As Juniors a History of Nursing Class pageant depicting the history of our school. We typed Florence Nightingale letters for l our collection, ran the Red Cross drive in the Medica Center, took our places in Student Government. During our three years we said a sad goodbye to Miss Miss Ludes, Miss Mutch, Miss Roser, and Miss Reddigg welcomed to our faculty Miss Gill, Miss Montel, Miss and Miss Harrell. We were the first class to have c teria service at lunch and dinner, and thus discover what wood the tops of our tables were made. We also started a Psychiatric affiliation Hnext dooru rather Hell, and Pettit, fe- Of than