Sacred Heart Academy - Angeline Yearbook (Louisville, KY)

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THE ANGELINE Mary Elizabeth Tollez' Basketball '39 Latin Club '41, 42 Poetry Club '42 Paladin '40 M ary Ellen Volk Basketball '39 Riding Club '40, '41, '42 Science Club '41 Mission Vice President '41 Latin Club '42 Rose M ary Walker Secretary of Class '42 French Club '42 Poetry Club '42 C. S. M. C. l , 1 6 Kathleen Warisse Riding Club '39, '40, '41, '42 Mission Vice President '40 French Club '42 Poetry Club '42 Paladin '40

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THE ANGELINE Elizabeth Shea French Club '42 Poetry Club '42 C. S. M. C. '42 Anna Lee Shippen Glee Club '39, '40, '41, '42 President of Class '40, '41 President of Student Council '42 French Club '42 C. S. M. C. Betty Wills Smith Poetry Club '42 French Club '42 Riding Club '41 Louise Stickel C. S. M. C. Treasurer '40, '41 Paladin Angeline Staff '42 French Club Poetry Club '42

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18 THE ANGELINE CLASS PROPHECY HOME FOR NEUROTICS Sunnyside, Calif. June 3, 1962 Dear old Girl, In imparting the following infor- mation to you, my classmate, my dear remembered classmate, over whom long years have flownf' I hope to make a lasting impression upon society, yes, I even flatter my- self that the world will be much bet- ter after the pages of your little Country Gazette spread this news far and wide. There are a great many classes of girls who are par- tially successful in life, while others are stunted and queer. Looking back a decade or so to the class of 1942 I remember, and you perhaps do too, how many were the misgivings as to our future careers, how we were warned against embracing ignoble pursuits, which would fetter the tal- ents of us young girls. With these warnings dinning in our ears we mounted the hill of success, where we are now reaping the reward of magnanimous efforts, and teaching our associates what it means to reach a long desired goal by conquering obstacles and surmounting dangers. Such was our training and education which prepared us for the fulfill ment of our future destinies. I will do my best to make this legible, Mary, but you will, I know, have to adjust your spectacles, l or can you see as well without them?l to read my letter written with a crayon, for they will not allow us to own anything so sharp as a pencil out here where I am staying. Well. the hand of Providence lead Ann Hafendorfer to open a restau- rant called .Hafendorfefs Hash House. It is the only restaurant in town that has the cube sugar chained to the walls and the customers are permitted to dip it in their coffee. Betty Shea, you remember the girl who loved first aid classes, is operat- ing a first aid station next to Ann's restaurant and they say that she does a fine business. Lee Lee Shippen is doing the work that she is best qualified to do. She is teaching the North West Mounted Police how to get their man. She always had a leaning that way you know. Mary Ellen Volk owns a 500 acre farm and her 'pigs won first prize at lContinue on page 29, col. 33 HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF '42 Into every seniorls life come big thrills--outstanding moments which burn forever after, like red-hot aster- isks in her memory. Usually she ex- periences them in the line of her in- tra-curricular activities. Here excit- ing things occur and she gets tangled up in them. Preparing this history, l've been trying, as I went along, to conjure up memories of our own biggest thrills - not the thrills of everyday life, that would be a dif- ferent matter, but what you might call professional thrills. Once upon a time-four years ago to be exact-there entered the vast premises of Sacred Heart Academy a group of green-oh, no, not green in the sense of stupid-freshmen with their heads reaching up to an alti- tude of some 1000 feet or more. And why not? Were we not the last word in sophistication? I-Iadn't we grad- uated from grade school? Alas! we thought we had acquired the wisdom of the ages. But our heads didn't stay aloft very long. We were soon told that we were the youngest in the school who were permitted to start our upward educational climb on the first rung of the ladder. A little gracious but extremely determined nun showed us to our quarters in St. Ursula Hall, and to the accompani- ment of regular line up drill beats, we were landed down to earth again, never to raise our heads until- Yes, we did! That Christmas play -remember? That was our first professional thrill! This is the out- standing memory of our freshman year, not forgetting the fun and mis- haps along the way until June. It is not necessary for me to re- mind you how we took separate paths in the sophomore year. Yes, they separated us. That year, how- ever, was the beginning of a crowd- ed school life for us. In the course of our wanderings in Geometry under an escort we often met one another and the great battle which was to wage for so many months between the circles and triangles was started in mastering that memorable sub- ject. In that year, too, on so many gorgeous school days we zipped up to the third floor in the main build- ing to where our sewing teacher's headquarters were located, 1Continued on page 21. col. 13 CLASS WILL Will and Last Testament of the Class of '4-2. We, the Seniors of Sacred Heart Academy, of the city of Louisville, the state of Kentucky, being of sound mind and memory, do make, publish and declare this, our last will and testament. We also order that all our class dues and graduation fees be paid as soon after our decease as conveniently as may be done. Our donations are as follows: To our Alma Mater our love, loy- altv and gratitude for always. To our beloved Principal and her Faculty, our sincere appreciation and gratitude for their interest, af- fection and consideration for the past four years of happiness. Rita McDermott to Billie Lech- leiter, her Yankee accent, includ- ing controlled emotions, etc. May Billie do as well as Rita has. And to Virginia Duttlinger, her long brown sport jacket and her enormous sup- ply of sweaters to wear under it. Margaret Huber to Helen of the same familv, the distinct honor and privilege of being the lucky girl to have the car every day for hockey- if the tires hold up-to carry girls, sticks, balls and even our coach, Miss Schalk, to Cherokee Park day after day. May she never have all the troubles that Marg had. lane Humler to Rese Harrison, Johnny Hun anytime she wants him-saddle and bridle thrown in. Donit rush, girls, he's a horse out at Rock Creek. But John Hun is also a prep school where a friend of Rese's went. Dorothy Leachman to Virginia Krebs, her whistle to blow every dav in the lunchroom for the Angelus', so she can scare everyone to death. Phyllis Covatta to Emma Louise Ryan, the honor of leading all marches. processions, etc. during school. First to be seen and last to be forgotten. Betty Smith said Ruth Bonacini almost knocked her down one day when she turned around, so she is leaving her 50c for a haircut. We hone you are as attractive with your bob as Betty is with hers. Clotilda Bayens to Gloria Padgett, her shy smile and calm manner. How about that X ring and locket from Iimmy, too? Thatls something she would really appreciate. Joan Neumeyer to Alene Brown, lContinued on page 24, col. ll