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

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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

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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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S at Bloomingdale, initiated Ndim out'proctors, moved beds to elevator foyers during air raid drills, and bubbled babies in blackouts. And then, that night following Pro- fessional Problems class, when Miss Conrad announced that the national emergency had involved so many of us, that seniors might marrv if their fiances were to b sent overseas, and that they might return to fihis . training. Then April we registered with the rest o the country for our sugar rationing cards and now take our nr sugar three times a day in iniividual wax paper begs: and also car fully save the remaining grains so maybe someday: we can make a fourth of a fudge recipe. Ninety-seven of us began together, and but sixty-nine, are left to graduate. Four of us have left trainin 'for marriage, and our first baby is almost a year old, th, two more expected at any moment. Three engagements ire supposedly announced, but, the indications point to mady more soon---sooner than you think! Our short course students are already blazing a bright and pleasing trail with three head nurses, and yes, a faculty member. It's been three years filled to overflowing. Filled with tears and laughter, lots of broken hopes, and long-wishod- for Jreams. Mostly we've liked it, and now, the end of all this is fast approaching. We're breathlessly in the midst of our own graduation and the celebration of the school's fiftieth anniversary. In the midst, too, of comprehensive examinations, senior orals, the alumnno dance at the Waldorf, looking for white shoes, mailing graduation invitations, with ease studies, psychiatric finals, or a neuro-anatomy quiz thrown in for good measure. Still--we hopefully pray for 1 blue and white-- June ffurth. And then, for each af us, our own special ily. ind Prayers at last on Finishing Day. Katherine Mahoney