Regis College - Mount Regis Yearbook (Weston, MA)

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First Row : M. Murphy, H. Cooney, M. L. Hession, E. O’Leary, A. Dubois, C. Hurley. Second Row: H. Murphy, T. Zernitz, J. Gosselm, D. Bolio, T. Hennessey, E. Connolly. Third Row: M. Gardner, M. Hintlian,J. Griffin, M. Hickey, J. Hennebery, P. Mitchell. Fourth Row: S. MacLellan, D. Shea, D. Atanasio, H. McLaughlin, A. Coyle, A. Wade. Fifth Row: M. Como, M. Egan, R. Murphy, E. Galleni, A. Birmingham, R. Dooley. Since soldiers must learn that obedience is one of their important requirements, girls at Regis study their Rule Book, obey the hell system, and attend class regularly. Discipline, however, is tempered with walks on the Campus with its panoramic views of surrounding towns, with strolls to Weston for cokes, interclass athletic meets, dances in the Foyer, lectures in the Auditorium, and long awaited furloughs at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. As the end of the Freshman year draws near, the selectees, now privates first class since Mid-Year Examinations, begin to plan for specialization courses for the coming year. Another set of tests at the end of May when Spring fever is rampant makes Freshmen eligible for another promotion. With the coming of June, all bid goodbye to their buddies and journey to their homes in the various places of the United States for a furlough of three months. Just Making the 4:30 [ 131 ]

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them through the various buildings and helping them in the choice of courses. Not too much time elapses before the new re- cruits select their buddies who become roommates and life-long friends. With the sound of reveille each morning, the trainees march to Chapel to start the day in the best manner possible. Following this, they proceed to the mess hall for breakfast,- at the completion of which they begin their day of drilling and prepar- ing for the warfare of life. Other selectees riding from nearby towns join those already stationed at Regis and all begin maneuvers. As in the regular Army, abilities are determined by a scholastic aptitude test. Drill for the most part is mental, although physical education through Archery, Basketball, Swimming, and other sports also enters into the program. Before the new buck privates become first-class privates, they must pass courses in World History, American Literature, Logic, a modern language, and a natural science. First Row: V. O ' Toole, C. Paquette, C. Sylvester, T. Sprague, P. McDavitt, M. Terrv. Second Row: D. Gaquin, B. Mc- Mahon, M. Mitchell, B. Toomey, E. Brugman, J. Blackinton. Third Row: D. MacCauley, J. Cuff, M. Russell, C. Chag- non, G. Murray, J. Cleary. Fourth Row: M Taylor, C O ' Connor, M. Cheever, M. Fahev, R. Miller. Fifth Row: T. Parent, R. Leverone, M. Cain, N. Grassotti, M. Wait.

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His slender fingers brushed the silver strands from his temples. A twinkle came into his staring eyes and he smiled. So you’re Miss Regis 1946! Yes, I think I have your Freshman Diary on file. He turned and slowly surveyed the well- stocked shelves. His forehead furrowed into deep wrinkles as he realized that the volume he sought was far above his im- mediate reach. With reluctance, he climbed up the library ladder. The feather duster in his hand quickly erased the veil in which time had clothed the mantel. Ah, there it is! he chuckled heartily and descended from his ladder perch. This is really a happy book. Shall we read right from the beginning? Miss ' 46 nodded agreeably. September 15, 1942, he stopped. You don’t have to read that entry. He was interrupted by the reminiscent Miss. I remember clearly that day. September 15 — I registered as a Freshman at Regis. We Freshmen were the main at- traction. We met our Junior Sisters and like heavenly appointed Guardian Angels they presented us to the new rulers of our scholastic fate. . the Faculty. You soon lost the center of the stage though. Here read this. October 2 — Founders’ Day. The Sen- iors reign as Campus Queens, she began. And that they were in their new caps and gowns; if you could see the gowns beneath those beautiful corsages! Eek, why did I ever put that in there? asked Miss ' 46 as she glanced at the photo pasted beneath October 8, 1942. O ho! Quite a picture. There’s no use in denying it, that is you — that large name card around your neck identifies you. The rain boots, bathing cap, and those inflated balloons on your knees belie the rubber shortage that year. But what do my black stockings and inside out dress show?” she queried. Only that on Initiation Day you were under a cruel Sophomore whip. However, you soon recovered from the wounds they inflicted on your pride. The applause that the red-headed sweetheart of your Class won for her professional-like praise of a well-known soap product pleased you. Super-Suds was your healing salve. October 31 — I made my debut into Regis social life, the young lady sighed happily. While the Jack-o-lanterns were grinning and the ghosts walking, I was dancing gayly at the Harvest Hop. That was only the beginning of my good times at Regis. Here is another happy day. November 25 — Mid-Semesters over and Thanksgiving vacation begins. You had not been back at school long when you assumed a more serious aspect. It was a blessed day when the Sodality of the Blessed Virgin Mary received you into its fold.” Yes, that was December 10, mused the Child of Mary. The next week we left classes for our Christmas vacation. If I close my eyes and concentrate, I can almost hear the Seniors caroling on the Parterre under a shower of confetti. Christmas has always been my favorite season of the year.” I can understand that. Now let’s see what was waiting for you when you re- turned from your vacation. The trusted librarian slowly flicked the Diary pages. He chuckled and started to hum a tuneful melody. Remember that? You sang it January 11 when your College Glee Club entertained another famed group of chor- isters. But B.C. loved it, though. Don’t for- get, Miss, that I have a duplicate of their diary, too. They have that evening well recorded even to the singing of farewells. This flattery brought a crimson flush to [ 132 ]