Regis College - Mount Regis Yearbook (Weston, MA)

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Foreword “For Winter is now past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers have appeared in our land; the time of pruning is come; the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.” This is the moment for which we have been waiting. Four years ago the time looked long; but now, glancing backward, it seems all too short to have within it so many memories, so much of life. W e, who are departing from Regis, have been prepared to serve our God and our Country. It must be we who will be leaders, and for this leadership, we have been en- dowed with a priceless heritage. College has been for us, not only our tower of learning, but also our tower of strength . . . our tower of life. We go forth, better knowing how to live, better versed in democratic, Christian- like living. W’e who have been of unified hearts will seek henceforth, divergent paths, but all leading ultimately to the Eternal Goal toward which the College of the King has guided us. This, the year of our graduation is an epochal one — one which marks the halfway flight of a century razed by two great wars. Ahead is another half-century which is yet to unfold . . more disastrous or a turning point in chaos. We know the solution — we know the cure for the illness of the world. We must return our talents multifold. This, the College of the King, has guided our lives with patriarchal firmness and cap- tured our hearts with matriarchal love. Be- fore us lies our future — our horizon — our fields to be conquered. Behind us lies nine- teen hundred years of culture, three hundred years of growth in God. It is, at last, our task, like Joan, to take the sword in hand, to give of what we have received . Lovely Strains of Melody Rise from Chapel As Regis Voices Blend in Harmony of Beauty Alpha of an Epochal Year Leaves Seniors Thinking of June, With Delight and Nostalgia

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Contents “ Behold my eye hath seen all these things, and my ear hath heard them; and I have un- derstood them all.” Before us lies the culmination of our every hope. . the zenith of our every dream. It is the record of a treasured span, replete with fine ideals. We are now to leave the haven of our hearts, hut in departure, steal a mem- ory or two. We remember Regis in the beauty of every season —a majestic commandant of truth . . of love. . . of gracious living. W ' e recall winter days and nights when snow frosted trees and lawn with delicate whiteness. We remember Spring when carefully planted flowers sprang into profusive loveliness. Here, too, with loving hearts we fondly sketch those whom we leave behind us. . . those who make Regis a fine college. . a fine life. W ' e, as Senior Daughters, have shared a responsibility with our Faculty to be models of dignity and respect. W ' e have received from them unerring examples of goodness and Mary-1 ikeness. Treasured Regis friend- ships stem from work and play — from the give and take of Christian living. In this, our priceless record, we have tried to recollect a glimpse of every phase of Regis existence — classroom scenes, basketball games, dramatic productions, clubs, dances. Silhouetted against the pastel beauty of all our life at Regis are the profiles of May Processions, Junior Week, Founders’ Day and our own Commencement. These are the epics of Regis — these are our memories. This marks the beginning and the end. W’e have seen the beauty of life. . . .We have heard its truth and goodness. Our lives will be our understanding. . . understanding of our love for and our duty to our God and our Country. Ami and Martha Arrange Sodality Business, Stopping in Front of Our Lady ' s Statue Mtss Bamako Congratulates Mary Vanni, President of the Student Association