School of Practical Nursing - White Caps Yearbook (Nassawadox, VA)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT ™ 8? I, Pam Bailey, leave to the Class of “83” a large box of kleenex and a supply of Life Savers. To the Class of “84” I leave the ability to get through the year and still have some degree of sanity left. 1, Donna Barnes, leave my remaining prescription of Aldomet and Tagament to the older members of next year’s class. 1, Faith Brasure, leave to next year’s class a can of Lysol and the ability to “stick” themselves with a contaminated needle, and to Mrs. Holland, I leave the ability to talk very fast and $10.00 for a haircut. 1, Dianna Brown, leave to all future students in the years to come, the ability to take tons of notes at a rapid pace without getting writer’s cramp (something 1 could never do!). I also leave tears of frustation, relief and or joy, mostly frustration! Have a nice day! I, Lisa Caison, leave the following: One bag of giggles, one pack of used magic markers (Thanks to Mrs. Holland), one almost empty can of White Finish ,(Thanks to Mrs. Guy), my deep? understanding of OB, PEDS, and SKILLS (Thanks to Miss Peirson). I, Patricia Carpenter, leave to the incoming class my ability to be organized and never loose any of my notes and my ability to have my work done on time. I, Faith Crockett, leave my good sense of humor to the up and coming class, and my ability to sense that when someone is lying on the ground they haven’t fallen, they are just checking their tires, and when a car is on fire, it’s really just dust blowing. I leave to Jane plenty of rest and a tranquilizer and to Tina I leave all of my “Buc Wheat” coupons. I, Wanda Custis, leave my nerves to whomever finds them. Somewhere along the way, they were misplaced. I also leave the left upper outer quadrant of the thoracic region to whomever has the ability to use it. I, Terry Dunton, leave Room 6 with its ant traps, fond memories of F.C. under my bed at night and those woman to woman talks with L.J. I, Jan Eichfeld, leave enough money to buy 3,527 pieces of loose leaf notebook paper... of course — you must write small and use both sides of the paper or else you will have to buy more. I, Barbara Huffman, leave with 15 extra pounds, a burned out brain, and a worn out body. To the Class of “84” —“Take one day at a time” — it can be done. I “think” I did it. I, Leeanne Jeffries, having a one track mind that’s set on Norfolk, do hereby leave the following: To the Class of “84” no unpaid bills for the yearbook and one great advisor; to T.D. all our special “talks” and last to Aaron and my family, my love and appreciation. I, Diane Killmon, leave all my half ! notes to the next student who hates to take notes, and I wish them luck in siphoning out the important info and determining even if the notes are related to the subject matter. I, Tina Nobles, leave to the Class of “84” my wrinkled, dirty uniforms and an iron, also a years’ supply of KIWI shoe polish and shoe string soap, and to all my former classmates all the luck and success the world has to offer. I, Lisa Anne Nock, leave my No-Doze and Nescafe to all future crammers, my shoe polish to all dirty shoes and my ability to turn an 86 into a 96, and my anatomy, academically and physically. I, Joan Phillips, leave to the Class of “84” my ability to remain calm in any type of situation. I, Nancy Pierson, leave all my type written notes — for a price. I, Karen Sturgis, will to the Class of “84” my ability to be tactless and to take a test very quickly. I, Lori Tittermary, leave the ability to put my hair up and keep it up to all those upcoming students with long hair. I, Pat Turner, leave the office of Class President to anyone who has enough determination, patience and nerve to make it though the school year. I, L. Uptegrow, leave to Mrs. H. my shoes and laces, to Mrs. Guy I leave my b-k slip and to Miss P. I. leave Mrs. G. and H. God bless you all. I, Wanda Warren, leave to next year’s class the ability not to give up and to the smallest in the class the 13 pounds I’ve gained this year. I, Jane Young, being of no mind at all, hereby leave: To the teachers my 2 tight uniforms and my giggle, to Crockett I leave all of our memories of study hour including the bugs and the heat. To Tina the ability to not let anyone make you feel like a JERK! And finally to Leeanne, the “Jef¬ fries Car” provided she doesn’t have anymore accidents. 19

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i ' ! - CLASS HISTORY fiS , • !• [• |« September 20, 1982 — Thirty-one potential LPN’s entered Bessie B. Anderson’s School of Nursing. Each of us had our own reason for applying, and we soon found out what was in store for us. Those first nights of adjustment to the homework and to our classmates was an experience we will never forget. The word “tolerance” became very familiar to us during the year. First impressions of everyone were soon forgotten as each student’s true personality was unveiled. We found the saying, “Never judge a book by it’s cover”, to be true. November was a month of adjustment for each of us for many reasons. Getting used to wearing our uniforms was one of them. Many moments were spent looking in the mirror getting used to our new professional image. The bazaar, which took place in December, was a success. Hard work, as well as much of our time was put into this hectic project. As the days in January slowly passed by, our first pre-clinical evaluations were given. Anxiety was felt by each of us and encouragement was offered by all so that we might meet the next evaluations without having to say good-bye and good luck. May came at a snail’s pace, but inevitably it came. The convention which was held in Staunton, Va. was the ultimate experience that everyone thought it would be. Throughout the year everyone was warned to keep their uniforms, shoes and hair clean and neat. Each of us was reminded of this now and then, but the effort proved to be worthwhile when we compared our appearance with the other students at the convention. ] June led to many new experiences such as choosing a gentle partner for that apprehensive and painful adventure of giving and receiving our first injections. June also held in store for us a tour of Eastern State Hospital in Williamsburg. No one was quite sure which of us might be committed. We got a longer look at the Chesapeake Bay than we expected. Our bus broke down and we had to wait for another one to arrive. Aside from this, the trip was quite enjoyable. The long awaited month of August finally rolled around. We now had time for relaxation as well as recalling many memories. We had a beach party at Assateague and some of us came back looking like “lobsters”. The in¬ structors treated us to a marvelous dinner and night on the town which was well deserved by all. • 1 • 1 Finally the big day of graduation arrived and we were all glad that school was finally over, yet we were also a little sad as 23 good friends were about to go their separate ways. Each of us was left with many warm memories of the times shared together. Now that graduation is over, our one big worry is the State Board Exam which will be taken in Octo ber. This will be the grand finale of our training to determine if we retained the knowledge bestowed upon us by our instructors. £££ 20