Sacred Heart Academy - Angeline Yearbook (Louisville, KY)

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THE ANGELINE 19 May Queen and Court Wag Dao, Another year has passed since we gathered here on this beautiful cam- pus for the traditional May Day ceremony. During this past year many things have happened. The flames of war have spread over the world and touched our own country with their hot, hlighting fumes. Day by day those fumes are creeping over the land. They are gradually but surely entering into our homes, our families. It will not he long until everv home, every member of the family and every individual will feel the searing heat of this terrible fire. Today we are welcoming another May. Another spring has come. The spring time has always been a season of joy and happiness, of hope and renewed life. Now for millions of people it is a season of dread and fear. Dread has replaced joyg fear has taken the place of hopeg death and suffering now come more quick- ly in the spring time than the re- newal of life. But for the Christian, and. in a special manner, for the chil- dren of Mary, the Mother of God, the joy and happiness, the hope and life of May time are not completely blotted out by the smoke and flames of war. We know that from above all the war clouds, Mary, our Heavenly Mother, looks down upon her chil- the war clouds Mary, our heavenly mother, looks clown upon her chil- dren with protective care and an understanding heart. She knows what it means to see a son suffer and die. She understands the plan of God behind it all. Her infinite love and sympathy will pervade the war touched homes and the war stricken lives of her devoted followers. Her power of intercession is not lessened or weakened. ln time of trouble and trial we can still turn to her with confidence, with conviction, that our appeal will not be in vain. Our de- votion to Mary will be a bulwarlc against the devastation of war. That devotion will be our antidote for fear, dread, suffering and death. The consciousness of our Lady's assist- ance will give us courage and hope and the strength to go forward, ever forward under the cloud until the sun of peace shines through, bring- ing with it again the springtime of full joy and happiness. Thus our ceremony today is under a cloud. That gives it a note of ser- iousness. Our confidence and faith in the love of our Lady helps us to retain something of our joy and hap- piness even in the midst of our so- berness. Today we are crowning the Queen of May, two queens actually. ln these two young ladies are sym- bolized the love and devotion of the entire student hody for our Heavenly Queen. Through them, all participate in the symbolic crowning. May she tContinued on page 20. col. IJ

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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

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