St Boniface School of Nursing - Estole Fideles Yearbook (St Boniface, Manitoba Canada)

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MARY JUNO—Torquay, Sask. A first class nurse is Juno, A faithful friend ’tis true; She has time for others’ trouble. And you rarely find her blue. MARY KROEKER—Winkler, Man. She never said much But she was lots of fun; A good worker too, A friend to everyone. ELEANOR McCORMACK—Weyburn, Sask. She loved the moonlight And she had her share of nights. To see Mac going on or coming off Was one of S. B. H.’s common sights. THERESE MENARD—Prince Albert, Sask. Did you hear a shout of laughter From a third floor room? That was just Menard, A dispelling of the gloom. JULIA MOROZ—St. Adolphe, Man. Good on wards. Good in theory too; What this girl doesn’t know. And the questions she can’t answer, are very very few.

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AGNES GEENEN—Meunster, Sask. Who’s this at a quarter to ten Rushing into each room like a storm? Why don’t you tell me it’s Geenen again With—“Can you lend me a uniform?” JEANETTE HAMMETT—Rush Lake, Sask. They called her “Rockefeller,” Her budget was so well run; Around the 31st of every month We also went to borrow from 401. FRANCES HEIDGERKEN—Humboldt, Sask. When everything was going crazy. And we didn’t know when we’d get off, and how! Heidi would size up the situation By simply ejaculating “wow!” HELEN HOUSTON—Winnipeg, Man. Just another domesticated type. “I love the diet kitchen,” she con¬ ferred. As she bore around to put the custards away. Made with dextrose formula, the kind we like the best. EFFIE HUESTON—Melfort, Sask. Again she’s on the phone. Now away across the street; Who would ever guess. She had trouble with her feet.

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SHIRLEY OLSON—Weyburn, Sask. Olie is on nights now, “Not for her doth the midnight oil burn;” The moon to her is just another light bulb, Intravenous, interns, syringe, etc., are now her chief concern. ANNE OSBERG—Findlater, Sask. The clock says 6.50, Whose that tumbling down the stairs? Rudely shattering the silence. Will she get there in time for prayers? RETA RUSSELL—Russell, Man. A very lucky girl She does not lie in agony in bed. Her hair curls naturally. She has no metal curler dragging at her head. OLIVE SENUM—Pennant, Sask. We thought a lot of Senum, She helped relieve life’s bleakness; A loyal friend to all of us. Mumps was her only weakness. AUDREY TINGLEY—St. Boniface, Man. She is the artist of our class, A needlewoman too, tho not by choice; But towards the end of training. Her uniforms got woice and woice.