St Angela Hall Academy - Veritas Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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3-A CLASS With our bags over our shoulders, we started out one day from St. Angela to get in eighteen holes of golf. 5'Midge Dietrig teed off, at t'he head of the class as always, with Florence Wasell close behind her. As I approached the third hole I saw Helen Owen looking very chic in her sports ensemble, and Eileen Toohill outwarbling the birds as she crossed the fairway. While trotting through the rough, l found Mary Pigott delight'ing in the unusual poses in which she had snapped her classmates and Anne Morrell looking with longing at the brook by the twelfth hole. On the fourteenth, Marie Calvaccals witty sallies were spoiling Marie Mandry's follow-through. Kay Hurley looked up with disgust from a sandtrap as Faith Boylanls ball winged over her head. The beauties of nature were distracting lVlary Schmuckls attention from the all important game on the sixteenth. As l holed out on the eighteenth there, l was applauded by a gallery consisting of Rosemarie Schwerman and Marie Allen who had missed the bus and had spent the greater part of the afternoon at the nineteenth hole. Weary but happy, we all started homeward after a very successful game. J EAN DUFFY. -'2eEl52l?2'-

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. , 3-B CLASS Dainty Daisy, Marjorie Bauer Greets each senior with a flower. Next in line our Black-eyed Susan, A. Bolando tossed adieus in. Mildred Boylan, Junior Lily, Greets you all-a toast from '4Billy,,! Virginia H, our sneezing maid, Leads the Goldenrod parade. Louise Sabhatino-you know her t'oo, Reminds us a bit of the Cornfiower blue. Marion McCollom, a fragrant Gardenia, Sends good wishes to every Senior. Simple Pansy, Jean Ann Duiiy, Offers greetings smooth and Huffy. Rambling-Rose type, ,leannie Keegan, Thinks Commencement is intriguing. Next-but tardy, Dotty Dolan With Chrysanthemums she comes strollin No, weive not quite finished yet, Marguerite's a violet. Elfia, like a tulip-tip, Wishes, through life, a pleasant trip. Iris-like Pat Jamison, Greets you, Seniors, one by one. Like a Lotus, slightly flawless, Is class historian, our Jeanne Lawless. And Ann McCabe, our sweet' SunHower Greets you from her golden tower. Last but not least, one Doris Lynagh Brings you orchids-nothing finer. And without a nom de plume, I give you this Bouquet of June. MARGARET JOKIEL. -'Qe3f51l?,sQ'-

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2-B CLASS The freshmen who entered St. Angela Hall in 1938 are now sophisticated sopho- moresg no more are they t'he timid naive maidens of those eventful days. Welve grown up. These are a few of our accomplishments to date. We have our share of brains and efficiency, witness: Helen McLaughlin, our busy class presidentg Connie Bicks, Grace de Stefano, Bobby Donovan, ,loan Dillon, and Marie Kelly-proud members of the varsity. Peg Maguire dances like a dream and tells us the latest Kay Kyser quips. Date etiquette we receive from Jan Reilly, Martha iwigglyl Baxter, and ,lune Berin, the belles of our class. Dorysan Kelly and Eleanor White amuse us with their original sallies, while Alice Boyle and Eileen Conefrey, ladies a la mode, keep us posted in the latest' styles in dress. Sincere and earnest are synonyms for Eleanor Bischoff. Mary McCann and ,leanne Alvino-what contradiction! . . . the Hrst, humorously dry, sober, and sweetg the second-pert, mirthful and blithe as the birds she signs of. Katherine Driscoll, a mischievous Cherub, always knows her history, just as Mary Fraser and Anne Cockerill uphold our class dignity and prestige. Now ,loneth's quite a bright young missg she fancies hats. JOAN DILLON. -..QE-g53?39s...