St Marys Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 108 of the 1955 volume:

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M WWW? yy Wmvwg W U E AN ALBUM 0F FAVORITES RECORDED gk 14127225 St. Mary's Academy Philadelphia, Pennsyfvania The sound of the carols brings back memories of my first Christmas at S.M.A. when we sang O Little Town of Bethlehemv. The notes of the Hail Mary recall this familiar scene at the beautiful shrine of Our Lady of Lourdes. Show Me the Way to Go Home is the theme song of these young ladies yet unconscious of the fact that this entrance and exit is used only on state occasions. A ' sawn Blue Skies smile on S.lVl.A. and her children who enjoy the hospitality of That lucky Old Sun overhead at noontime. 'QOH Ie x 4 N i, is he 3 f P Nik WW ,,,,,,,6 I J .:, 4' K ga X b tb . if fr 1-is 5' st.. 1 . v-L M W. sqm- The greatest day in the lives of these little ones has arrived. Father Ray- mond McKone, O.S.F.S., has brought the Little White Host to each of them and filled these innocent souls with the love of God. Q sam Q Y xx ff W Y , Q x Q - W -. . rv? . fx? , lx 'S fy 'Q 1 -fx Miss Marie E. Canavan-dancing. Adrian H. Donaghue, M.D.-Medical Adviser. Mrs. Florence Dougherty-Cafeteria. Mrs. Marie G. Dunn-Physical Education. Miss Joan Hess- dorfer-Baskelball Coach. Mr. Edward T. Stephenson-Public Speaking and Debating. Miss Vivian C. Cataldi-Secretary. MOTHER MIRIAM LORETTO, PRINCIPAL HIGH SCHOOL DEPARTMENT Sister Agnes Augustine ...........,,.. Religion, English, French Sister Editha .,,4...... .... R eligion, Social Studies, Spanish Sister Eleanor Louise .,.. .,.,....,........ R eligion, Latin Sister joseph Anita .... .... R eligion, Science, Mathematics Sister joseph Carmel .,.. .,.,,......,.... E nglish, Librarian Sister John Thomas. . . ..,.. Home Economics, Social Studies Sister Miriam Clare ..... ........,,........... A rt, Music Sister Rita Francis ,.... .,,. M athematics, Secretarial Studies Sister St. Alice .........,.4.....,...,...,.....,,.... Music ELEMENTARY SCHOOL DEPARTMENT Sister Charlotte Marie Sister Florence Edward Sister Helen de Lourdes Sister Imelda Sister Mary Norbert Reverend Michael Nagle, C.M.-Spiritual Ad riser. ll ll Someone To Watch Qver Me ,lk L . n . Through the courtesy of our friends and neighbors at the Albert Einstein Medical Center, N.ll., Miss O'Brien, the educational director, has arranged a complete course in Health and Care of the Body. We are privileged to have as our competent instructors-in addition to Miss O'Brien pictured here-the following: Miss Alice Boehret Mrs. limily Kielbon Miss Edith Borock Mrs. Sophie Levitt Mrs. Doris Brennan Miss Helen Lukens Miss Dorothy Cohan Miss Margaret Moore Mrs. Justine Glassman Miss Marie Peters Miss Hornickel Miss jane Tate Mrs. Geraldine Johnson Miss Elizabeth Wivel Mrs. Zapsic -1-.-ii-1 .l-1-.11 -7-il II , , ll Harmonlzmg Bernacline Nickels, Editor Joann Becker, Associate Editor Phyllis Li Volsi, Associate Editor Barbara Steward, Student Treasurer Kathleen Joyce, Business Staff Peggy Dougherty, Literary Staff Elizabeth Eichner, Literary Staff .ll-.. Catherine Yeager, Literary Staff Marlene Seeber, Literary Staff - 32 Katharine Zerbey, Literary Staff Eileen Clearkm, Typist Barbara Jardel, Typist .V Q l ' l 4 44 A my 5 V, ...sf l C1321 T 4 ., ,. N- 4 M-f , 2 kv. Letitia Remy, Typist Kathleen Maguire, Anne Gallagher, Mariann Zerbey flunior staffl 1 l n-1 Mary Ann McConnell, Sally Scheuhing f Sophomore slaffl My Buddy Our underclass representatives look to the six senior officers for advice and guidance. Our Student Council consists not only of repre- sentatives of each class but also representatives of the extracurricular activities-Sodality, A.A., Yearbook, and Glee Club. After serving faithfully for three years as class president, Peggy is voted into the office of president of the Student Council. She smiles appreciatively as Mother pins the insignia of office on her. The Student Council Officers are the girls chosen from the student body to represent and lead their respective classes. Each week are held meetings at which the Council members discuss the problems concerning the student body. There is a pro and con discussion: that is, the faculty view- point and the student opinion. The Council members are always ready to offer advice and help to the students. The motto of the Student Council is to be tactful-tirm but not demanding. The Council members set the example for the school. They have proved to be the link between faculty and student bodyg yet these girls are the close friends of the students. The Student Council members are truly 'tour buddies . lt's ln The Book Our senior librarians are old hands at these duties. Alice waits patiently for business while Sheila and Anna work on. 'Kia rm, ru' .ia f si , S-r Gun.. 'U np. These busy sophomore apprentices are performing their Cluty of checking and shelving the periodicals. Their hope is to become full-fledged library aides to assist the other students in their needs. A new responsibility is theirs. The junior librarians are looking over the reviews of the newly published books. Marie seems to have found a humorus article in her reading, while Irene and Rose observe Helen, writing a good review. LIBRARY AfSSIS'l'AN'l'S Guardians of our literary thesaurus-the librar- ians. Little Credit is given to these unwearied girls whose task is influential. The books these girls cheek enrich our minds so that we will one day be competently able to take our place in society. Members of the staff are eyhosen from the seniors, juniors, and sophomores. These girls are faithful to their responsibilities which include maintaining appropriate conduct in the library, checking books in and out, and furnishing the information con- cerning the location of books. Our librarians keep us posted on the latest books and tell us that it's IN THE BOOK . H 0 U ,P ll,l . . ll m Walking Beluncl You As we glance through our album we reminice about certain songs which are literally overflowing with memories. These memories go as far back as our first years in school. The titles reflect the fun and excitement that were ours in all we did during those years. But as we advanced we were molded slowly, as a record might be, from a soft gummy plastic to a hard, shiny, new record of which everyone is always proud. These changes and improvements were made possible by the high ideals which are continually set before us and which lead us on TO GREATER PERFECTIONV. You Must Have Been A Beautiful Baby As a record must be molded, so also must the students of St. Mary's be molded to take their places as the Christian men and women of tomorrow. The indoctrination of high ideals begins in the earliest days-the kindergarten. The first day at school is an eventful one. Strange new class- rooms are often greeted by loud, bawling, tearful voices. However, as it so many times happens, the children forget their fears as curiosity overcomes apprehension. Soon the youngsters become adjusted and school life becomes fun. Most of a child's iirst year in school is spent playing in the sand box, painting, etc. Love of God is in- stilled into the child since this is his spiritual and educa- tional goal. Opposite-Each child with a satisfied expression is busy with the prescribed art lesson- Purky the Pumpkin. The future of art looks promising. Our young mothers are all set to take For variation, emphasis, and interest, These He-men proudly display their a stroll around the sunny campus to the little girls are learning their num- football tactics to one.another. Good give the tots fresh air. bers-lesson with the help of animal luck to the 1968 Gl'ldll'0h S1311- pictures. S w 'E 4 Y f fn 'l 3: Y. A iymwwwm-Nqbwh L W , K, Q ' x ,452 un' P3 I ,sim ,, .Q-v'5 'a There is always time for fun and toys in the lives of these little ones. 'H-.Es if x Y X ,Q School days take on added importance as the girls advance through the first four years. Chal- lenging new fields are opened to the receptive minds of the youngsters. Subjects such as addition, long division, and spelling now are learned. The foun- dation of religion is taught as the HOur Father and NHail Maryl' are recited. God's innocent chil- dren are being led closer to Him. Above: Arithmetic is a game to these young mathematicians. Georgann seems particularly pleased for she has the correct answer to the example. Work hard, girls. Opposite: r-r-r for the letter R and the word is rabhit. Here is a familiar sound in the area of the first grade while these young students practice their phonetics. Little Brown Schoolhouse ,:,,i.,,. el, . je l Q sir Y Haas igrjigf? . Srlgg Q, - EYE A: Qfisf scsisigifig Y 1 -Q 1 21, 151-fzsiifi Qi n: L - -w-lh-,11,-fr---fsgfl-Wie, ,, ,s g:sf'1i:fEg-wi.ass-Lesh. mgislfff: .,,. V it Left: The Infant of Prague watches over our little students as they read attentively. We're sure that they are enjoying this story for not even the flash of the camera disturbs them. Circle: Jane and Jeanne are taking advantage of the wonderful playground facilities, and the beautiful campus of St. Mary's. A little push and we're off. nf ape.-.. f I as These experienced dancers of the fourth grade are showing us one of the many steps they have learned in ballet. Keep up the good work, girlsg your dancing is wonderful. ,Wulf HSCIIOOI DGZCH This sextet of beaming faces would brighten any room. To them school work is one sweet song. You can be sure that Sister is quite proud of them. You can readily see how interested these fourth grade students are in their art work, for they hardly notice Marlene who is holding up her mas- terpiece, representing drama. .45 1 Ready! Get setlf Golv The game is on and these young athletes are prepared to finish quickly and successfully. Joray points out the mission lands of the world to Mary and Helen. They realize just how desperately their pen- nies are needed so they give all they can. -wnsnnmmmng l These religion scholars are studying the Sorrowful Mys- teries of the Rosary. Nancy is pointing out the fifth- The Crucifixion and Death of Our Lord. Pray the Rosary every day. ll . . ll Darling, I Am Growing Qlder The fifth graders are anxiously waiting for the music to begin so that they may sing, We're all back together again. What an appropriate song to start the new school year! These young librarians are very interested in their work. Irene seems to be very happy about the book she is reading. She believes You can't tell a book by its cover. 'YA During the Marian Year the girls of the 7th and 8th grades paid tribute to Our Lady by daily crowning her. Her crown of white flowers signifies her purity. Till Then By striving diligently towards their goal and progressing both spiritually and mentally, the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth graders emerge as shining examples of Catholic school education. A well laid plan of work, sprinkled with play, is the formula for their success. Their experiences in grade school will be invaluable and a definite asset when they become high school freshmen. 7.42 Above: Having finished tlheir Mental Song , these mathematicians joyously await the drill work. ' 5 ,ff To these girls, books open a door to adventure . Their slogan is Today's readers are tomorrow's leaders. Below: After studying about the two Coastlines in Co- lumbia that aid in trading, the girls locate them on the map. ,,..,.-W W 1.1 rf l. lo r.: Eileen Cassidy, Kath- leen Golden, Dolores Mar- tin, Annamarie Preziosa, Susan Belensky, Betty Mc- Dermott. Ist row: Diane Tor, Maureen Hannigan, Jeannette Nieb- ling, Patricia Letcher, Bern- adette Price, Joanne Yowler, Donna Minuti, Eugenia Sor- ensen, Jane Nicholas. 2nd row: Irene Ginder, Mary Ethel Haeberlin, Jo Ann Spaventa, Ellen McGuire, Carol Anne Stokes, Georg- ann jagielky, Patricia Sas- nauslcas, Kathleen Duffy, Jane Horton. Isl row: Barbara Todisco, Evelyne Gembela, Grace Brown, Ann Garrity, Joan Miller. 2nd row: Cornelia Delaney, Margaret Cassidy, Mary Elizabeth Martin, Pa- tricia Rooney, Antoinette Neri, Stephanie Koch, Bar- bara Sidorchulc, Karen Crede. Ist row: Mary Quinn, Mar- lene Gagliardi, Louise Sas- sany, Claire Santarone. 2nd row: Denise Motto, Kathleen Campbell, Kathleen Coyle, Anne Clearkin, Irene Mey- ers, Donna Polcino, Doro- thea Li Volsi, Barbara Si- mon. 3j,3 in is 1 I T a l ix: 3 1l!r!l'1 y A ,L -ll ,via A These zealous historians are displaying their projects to the rest of the class. By the looks of their work much re- search must have been required. We're sure that the Egyptians and Romans would give these students A+ for their efforts. Carol is waiting pa- tiently in line ready to put her map on display, while the others hold their projects in view of the class. Some of this art work will be used for Latin projects too. Poetry is like a song to these spirited young freshmen. They are keeping perfect time with Pat who is leading them in reciting one of their many poems. Remember, girlsiexpres sion is a help to understanding poetry Here some of the freshmen are absorbed in preparing the sick table while others are illustrating by posters the things necessary for the Sacrament of Extreme Unction 4 Q H Take your positions, girls. What happy expressions on the faces of these newcomers as they proceed up the road of enjoyment through their weekly dancing classes. Mr. Sun adds to the beautiful setting of St. Mary's campus where the quaint dance is taking place. Keep in the swing of it, frosh. I'll Get By Years of training and experience are required before a young boy or girl can be regarded as a top recording star. The fundamentals of their profession must be learned, for without a correct foundation that desired goal will be difhcult to reach. Our freshmen aspirants, too, learn the sound Catholic principles which help them cut a direct path to heaven. They are taught the various subjects necessary for their state in life. This training course is not all hard work, for the wise Sisters provide extracurricular activities, such as, basketball, volleyball, Glee Vlub, etc., to alleviate the strain of the varied studies. To some God has given more talent than to others, but regardless, all students, with God as their Supreme Teacher and Heaven as their chosen goal, cannot fail to succeed in this life. We're not sure what Caesar or Cicero would say about these eager Latin scholars, but we're sure that Sister Eleanor Louise is very proud of them. Study now, freshmen, and you'll find Latin is fun. Swinging Cn A Star A popular singer tries to develop a certain style or technique all his own. This gimmick , as it is termed today, serves to differentiate him from other competitors. In sophomore year the girls are no longer the timid, unsure students of the previous year, but have acquired some self-confidence. Their individual characters and personalities are constantly developing. These trainees have reached the halfway mark and now look forward to the next step in their education. May the Divine Teacher continue to bless His pupils and give them the grace to do as well in the future as they have done up to now. r Gerry, Mary Ellen, and Ann 5 are displaying an interesting fi and instructive poster, signi- fying the use of parallel lines in modern commercial ad- vertising. Even though the girls may not realize it now, Geometry will prove to be a ftftwattgl ,MES valuable asset to them in whatever field they may choose to enter. r Y' All eyes are focused on Mary who is explaining the early Christian era Since no one is object ing, Mary must have the facts correct These Biologettes are preparing for one of their monthly club meetings. This program ' promises to be both edu- cational and entertai ' ning to all the members of the club. These meetings are planned and executed by the students themselves. ...an- -. We're positive th S' at ister Miriam Clare is proud of the sophomores' contribution to the art gallery of S.M.A. Rosemary is quite happv with her successful work wh' h IC she displays to her classmates. ll I II Don r Fundamentals and techniques must be perfected and experience added, as it were, to the The juniors participate in various activities which afford them the experience necessary t become full-iledged members of the debating team, and others are given chances for leads in the annual operetta. These ambitious French girls have received the inspiration for their dance from the folk song, Sur le pont. Fence Me ln H singer's repertoire. o formulate true Catholic characters. Some The theme of the junior history class today is Person- alizing the Presidents. Many interesting discoveries are made when the girls delve into the lives of our presidents. Many persons are interested in only ,the political status of our presidents but these eager beavers have gone one step further. They are discussing interesting facts about each president's personal life. The panel is preparing to disclose some important findings to the class. It looks as if the Senoritas have all their lessons well prepared today, or is it that the questions are too easy? . ,sf 'N. 5 I :al 1 Jean and Margaret are patiently waiting to quiz the class about forming a correct conscience. Meanwhile, Sally is giving the girls some pointers to set them on the right track. Do you thirst for excitement-something new and different? Tune in to the weekly French Club meeting. Before an avid audience, the climax of a tense melodrama is being unraveled. An enraged father has come to protect his sweet, defenseless daughter from the villain. The mischiefmaker is finally banished from the cherished little home. The senior Latin class is en- deavoring to prove that Latin is a living language. Their play is about to begin. Lights! Camera! Action! In defending her faith, Barbara is taking the part of an Apologist. The stand- ers-by are presenting her with many questions. Her knowledge of Catholicism will help her to overcome any obstacles that are pre- sented. Through the courtesy of the Red Cross, SMA seniors are privileged to have Miss Carver as their interesting instruc- treas in Home Nursing. Kathy demon- strates her skill in helping a patient sit Heart Cf My Heart The singer has studied hard, experienced much, and is now ready to cut his first record. Excitement is scattered throughout the record- ing studio. Many friends are wishing him luck, but the newcomer is nervous and silently prays that he will do well, and that the public will accept his record. The graduating class has spent four years preparing for the tasks that lay ahead. These young women have tried to equip themselves with all that is necessary to live as Catholic mothers, secretaries, or saleswomen, or perhaps as Religious-whatever God has planned for them. May their Teacher be with them always, guiding them in the principles that are taught at St. Mary's. Front row: Rosemary McLaughlin, Regina Gerhardt, Kathryn Simons, Eleanor Anastasi, Bar- bara Baker, Elizabeth Dobson, Anne Shields, La Raine Kleinot, Judith Beck, Theresa Stein- hauser. 2nd row: Sara Young, Marita Ulrick, Pauline Delia, Teresa Li Volsi, Margaret Torpey, Adrienne Donaghue, Catherine Kleaver, Francine Bowman, Regina Conville, Carol Jachimo- wicz, Eileen Whitecar. 3rd row: Mary Ann McGinley, Helga Ludwig, Barbara Studt, Rosemary Seltzer, Mary Jo Larkin, Rosanne Grasmeder, Kathryn Sullivan, Carol Marte, Margaret Cran- age, Eileen Maguire. Back row: Patricia Carey, Joan Brown, Alma Becker, Judith Boyd, Carole Kuter, Arlene Majkowvska, Dolores Borghesi, Annemarie Fliegel, Eugenie Koch, Cecilia Hagan. H TIIGHICS FOI' Front row: Sandra Waldeck, Mary Ann McConnell, Mary Bollendorf, Patricia Kerr, Mary Sears, Carol Gimbel, Dorothy Baker, Regina Checchia. 2nd row: Margaret Myers, Patricia Nulty, Mary Tanney, Margaret Kenworthy, Patricia Mullen, Katherine Kempf, Jo Ann Maguire, Barbara Schneider, Carol Lubaczewski, Mary Bray. 3rd row: Mae Stuckert, Claire O,Brien, Geraldine Sullivan, Rosemary McNamara, Miriam Gibbons, Mary Ellen Givnish, Kathleen Heffernan, Ann Happ, Charlotte Tapley, Cornelia Murphy. Back row: Mary Louise Scanlan, Elizabeth Zanine, Mary Beth Glaser, Genevieve Duffy, Nancy Halper, Patricia Cassidy, Kath- ryn Graham, Sallie O,Donnell, Regina Weisbach, Sally Scheuhing. Front row: Patricia Hickey, Aileen Dugan, Sally Kenny, Nancy McLaughlin, Mary Ellen McCarron, Helene Breithaupt, Patricia Fee, Victoria Squillace, Joan McCann, Camille De Gregorio. Middle row: Mary Boyle, Rose Kelly, Ann Holland, Madeline Dwyer, Mariann Zerbey, joan Aitken, Margaret De Luzen, Rosemarie Burke, Elizabeth Kelleher, jean Farren. Back row: Marie Harrer, Irene Parisse, Helen Donahue, Margaret Leonard, Marie Gannotti, Kathryn Carlin, Suzanne Simard, Anne Gallagher, Kathleen Maguire, Margaret Whitecar. The Memories Front row: Joan La Mina, Mary Jo Checchia, Anna Bonelli, Barbara Roach, Barbara Eitler, Carol Hoobler, Sheila Mackie, Alice Makem, Dolores Gale, Lorraine Cummings. 2nd row: Marie Coonahan, Lydia Hermanutz, Letitia Remy, Ann Cundey, Barbara Steward, Peggy Dougherty, Mary Healey, Jane Schimpf. 3rd row: Katharine Zerbey, Ann Marie Mulvey, Marlene Seeber, Catherine Yeager, Lois Nugent, Patricia Laughlin, Marilyn Leary, Ann Be- han, Joann Becker, Bernadine Nickels, Judy Huss, Patricia McDonnell. Bark row: Ann Neish, Jeanette Turino, Phyllis Li Volsi, Geraldine Masington, Barbara Jardel, Eileen Clearkin, Loretta Heebner, Mary Ann Monaghan, Anna McAleer, Elizabeth Eichner. Reflected in the shiny finish of our records are the scenes of the girls at various activities. The expressions are many and include the different moods expressed by the variety of activities. ll ll Unforgettable N. ,P f' X Afggazfnf ff 'Ti 'P M A hi A gs, Q., 3 ma .Ama 3' 2 ' it J, x Q, i v 1 A 9'- V .. . W .K ,L X ,v, ,, . q i f L 35 6 . N: if Q, ,.,......... . ,...,...,.........- ..............,..........T..........x., ...MM 1 f -. ld M. f . K . I9 4 , '. gf. N rf I-'fl' f'45f:'df'nAne ' ,. ,. x i, fy 2- , . f Santa Cfaus x I Il ls comin To Town Deck the Halls Our privilege at last! Such fun and excite- ment accompanied our trimming of this Christ- mas tree, the best ever. After this will be the tinal rehearsal for the carols. Tomorrow our voices will tloat above the majestically arrayed Christmas tree. There will be a few tears in our eyes for this is our last Christmas as students at S.M.A. Now to our party for the orphans. Christmas time is here once more and where cculd you find more spirit than among our seniors. Tradition calls for tree trimming in the morning. Perfection the goal, the girls carefully place each decoration on separately. The surprise chocolate party given in the afternoon proved to be a great success. 4 4 in-Qffif 83 lv Zigi li! iff' wg ,R f - Q fl 4 ,,. 5 ,n x Q 5 1 I K 1 S If I . ' I 4 gag 7 1- N uf 1 0 A X f 1 il I 5 tu W u I 46 in. Tiflf Waltz Again With You A night of nights! Everything was ready and one by one the juniors and their guests began arriving at St. Mary's for the traditional visit to the Chapel before wending their way to the Melrose Country Club for a night of excitement and fun. The hall was beautifully decorated for the Christ- mas season including the special trimmings of candy canes. All the seniors eagerly awaited the presentation of the school key. The '4Kandy Kane Whirl was topped off right with the versatile music of Tommy Varone. Gliding through the night, the couples enjoyed an evening never to be forgot. ,Q we 1, Q' 'M W The highnspirited prom committee feels well rewarded on this wonderful occasion, for everyone agrees that without their work the prom would not have been the greatest night of nights. Wcrrds cannot express the ap- preciation due to them. The broad smile on Peggy IS a mirror of the happiness that she feels as she gratefully accepts her key from Nancy. We re sure that Peggys joy is each senior's joy for they alone real- ize the significance of our key. 's k . I it Thanks to our chaperones-Mr. and Mrs. Fee, Mr. and Mrs. Burke, Mr. Kelly and Mrs. Sawyer, and Mr. and Mrs. Carlin. The junior prom was a huge success-a night of nights, never to be forgot. We'll never forget you for your interest. 'WU was f .4 . -1 Qi 2 ,K X , , The concert was a triumph! Schubert's Unfinished Symphony met with great suc- cess. All are on hand to congratulate Franz and describe for him the overwhelming recep- tion given his masterpiece. The applause was deafeningg all Vienna proclaims you a genius! Two daughters married at the same time? How careless! In spite of the faux pas, Papa Kranz is in the very agony of joy. En- thusiastically he cries, Open all the Steinberger and all the win- dowsl X 54 Ah, what eternal music! Sorrow- fully, his heart broken by his love for Mitzi, Franz, inspired by the an- gelic choir, pens his beloved AVE MARIA . Taunted by Schober's cynical remark, All good Chris- tians should love one another, Bellabruna pleads with the young baron to elope with her. Schober who, unknown to Schubert, is himself in love with Mitzi, sings his friend's love song to her. The shy genius smiles on them, thinking he has won her heart. The patrons of Domayer's restaurant listen attentively as Schubex-t's friends sing his newly composed SERE- NADE . Thoroughly amazed, Schober remarks, They'll be singing this song when we're all playing on harps! Song of Love UBLOSSOM TIME The Cast Franz Schubert ...,...........,,... Peggy Dougherty Baron Schober ..,..... . ,,..... .,....... A nn Behan Vogl, an Opera Singer. . . . ,Ann Marie Mulvey Kuppelweiser, a Poet ,,.. ........ j oann Becker Von Schwind, a Painter, . . 4 . . Bernadine Nickels Christian Kranz ..4,,.., .,...,.. J udith Huss Count Scharntoff .....,... ..., B arbara Steward Bella Bruna, Opera Diva .... ..., E ileen Clearkin Mitzi Kranz ...,...,..... ...,... B arbara Roach Fritzi Kranz .,,....., .,...... L ydia Hermanutz Kitzi Kranz ........... ..., M ary Ann Monaghan Mrs. Christian Krunz ...........,,... Marie Coonahan Mrs. Coburg .,,...,..,....,..,...,.. Marlene Seeber Robert Erlzmann, betrothed to Kitzi. .Patricia McDonnell Carl Binder, betrothed to Fritzi ...... Margaret Leonard SCHEDULE Ahnnnae ., ..,.,........ .. Merion .... Cecilian . 4 4 SL Leonards .. Mercy .... Nazareth . . , Lebanon, .. M. S. J. .. jan. Jan. jan. jan. Feb. Mar Mar Mar First come, first served is Pat's motto as she takes possession of the ball. Mary Ellen is prepared to help her. W1 As Chickie shoots the score rolls up two more points. However, Mary Ellen and Pat are there to get that rebound if necessary. Watch out, Cecilian, here come S.M.A.'s belles. Our sparkling cheerleaders are ready for a vigorous afternoon as they pre- pare for the game. They are fclock- wisel Dolores fCaptainl, Letty, Judy, Mariann, Rosemarie, Aileen, Lorraine, and Jardy. 5 r Side By Side Patty is well in the midst of play as she battles for the ball. Margie and Betty breathlessly await the outcome. Kathy, Presidentg Pat, Deenie, Betty, Cathy, Anne Marie, Barbara, and Ann of the A.A. Board carry out the responsibilities in an excellent fashion. Pat McDonnell fcaptainl spurs her team on as they try to bring honor to the Gold and Blue. Spirit is evident in their expressions as St. Mary's comes marching in. , v i' l It l l if-' An apple a day keeps the doctor away. Jean- ette and Ann are aware of the consistency of this slogan. They have arranged the bulletin board display of various types of apples. How interesting it is to find how many kinds of apples are falling from their horn of plenty table decoration. Do the happy faces of these Home Ecers portray satisfaction with their luncheon setting? Jeanette, the per- fect hostess, welcomes Mary Ann and Ann as guests to her buffet lunch- con. f'1n To the chef belongs the spoils! Judy and Mary Ann are getting ready for the holidays by pre- paring a sufficient supply of Christmas goodies. We hope they enjoy them as much as we did. lf I Knew You Were Comin' l'd 've Baked A Cake Many hands make light work. A slice of meat, some bread and cheese, and these girls have a supply of dainty sandwiches to serve their guests at today's luncheon. Judy wants perfec- tion ancl nothing less. These seniors are very proud of the work they have accomplished. Their experiences in cooking will never be wasted. Looking as efficient as a chef, each prepares to demonstrate the principles of cooking now thoroughly mastered. Plans for the annual luncheon are being eagerly discussed. Per- fection is the theme of these eager students. We feel confident all the members of this class have had a well-rounded preparation for life as a home maker or as a career girl. 5 Salt, starch, cake-mix! Carol and Ann, just having re- turned from their weekly marketing tour, are making a quick but thorough check of their purchases. A true economist knows that her marketing isn't complete un- til the supplies are stacked neatly on the shelves. This is a test of their ability to keep a well stocked kitchen. Lady Of Good Counsel 'Q-qu A lg., With happy anticipation, both Marlene, the Soclality Prefect, and Bernie, the Assistant Prefect, look forward to a successful Sodality year. Their return trip to the S.S.C.A. has prepared them for a year of activities for their sodalists. Go teach all nations. Father Kavanaugh, the assistant director of the Propagation of the Faith, is congratulat- ing our missioners on their excellent job in fulfilling Christ's command. Spiritually speaking, we at St. Marys are ex- tremely wealthy. First, because of the continued presence of Christ in our Chapel: second, because of our fervent Sodality Uway of life . Contrary to previous years, our Sodality is now very active in a material sense as well as a spiritual sense. Our prefect and her assistants carried back a variety of new and interesting ideas from the Summer School of Catholic Action. By being Sodalists we are enjoying all these privileges and are fulfilling our promise to Mary. Through this we are daily advancing along the road Uto Jesus through Mary'. The Probationers arranged in various groups under the capable direction of Bernie, their prefect, are aspiring to become full-fledged sodalists. The probation sodality is conducted in a manner similar to the Sodality. They wish to dedicate themselves to Jesus through Mary . 0 I WWE 2 ,ay xmas One of the big events in senior year is the day on which the seniors entertain the orphans. The girls are only too eager to share the pleasures of home which they enjoy with those who are less fortunate. Their generosity will long be remembered by their little guests. Our Prefect, Vice-Prefect, and leaders of each Sodality unit talk informally with Father Nagel, our spiritual director. Father visits once a month to offer suggestions to the students to make each one a better person. Father's talks have led us to greater perfection and love of God and His Mother. 1 What more appropriate tribute to Our Lady could be given during Her Marian year than a procession of the girls in her honor. The girls, uniformly dressed in white suits, recite the Rosary as they process around the campus. The spectators, too, join in paying tribute to Our Queen and Mother. As each girl takes her place to form the Rosary of Our Blessed Lady in a human chain, Father O'Neil, O.S.F.S., recites the glorious mysteries. All are fulfilling Our Lady of Fatima's request that her children pray the Rosary. The students of St. Mary's Academy set one day aside each year to pay special honor to their Mother and their Queen. On this day, each girl renews her act of consecration to the Mother of God. The most impressive event of the day is the moment when a garland of roses is placed on Our Lady's head in token of our esteem for Her Queenship. The flags displayed show that we are members of the Catholic Church, citizens of the United States, and students of St. Mary's Academy. Each one of these goes hand in hand to form a perfect society. Cn This Day, O Beautiful Motfrerl' O Mary, Our Mother, accept this wreath of flowers which I offer to you from the entire student body. This is Marianne's predominant thought as she offers the crown to Our Blessed Mother. Marianne, our May Queen, with her court, pre- pares for the important event of the day- the crowning of Our Lady. Mary, Our Queen, we dedicate ourselves to you to seek your guid- ance in everything we do. The ac bone of the Mothers' Club. They are always around to give a helping hand. What would we do without them? se vivacious ladies are the ln k Officers of the MOTH ERS' CLUB of S.M.A.: Mrs. Tramontana, Presidentg Mrs. Simon, Treasurerg Mrs. Huss, Vice-Presidentg Mrs. Clarihew, Secre- taryg all are busy discussing one of the m ' any social events scheduled for the year 1955. -M I IID ear Hearts And Gentle People :mx In union there is strengthu is the motto of S.M.A. Our mothers and fathers 'ire 'ts much . .. a part of St. Marys as we are. Whatever the occa- sion, they are ready to lend a helping-hand. Our d . , I . addies look forward to the lfather-Daughter Ban- quetg our mothers, to the Communion lireakfastg everybody, to the Winter Carnival. Their interest makes for better Faculty-Parent-Student organiza- tion. They enjoy some pleasant social get-togethers b th ' ' 0 at school and elsewhere. ' Ihanks for all the sacrifices of time and lab th' l four years. or at lave gone into our Need we tell you that the Father Dau h - g ter Banquet is the biggest social event of the year. Th d' ' ' e inner was delncxousg the talks by Father Grace and Father Welsh were most interestingg the entertainment was SUPER . Mr. Scheuhing, Prcsidentg Mr. Tramontana 1 Treasurerg Mr. Simon, Secretaryg Mr. Santa- rone, Chairman of the Winter Carnival Th - ey must be planning another big event. ze 53 Four years ago we were quite new, Now we're the Seniors on review. First came jan, at the head of the class, Test after test, she was sure to pass. It would have been a terrific shock, For a ball to get by our guard, Doo Pat McDonnell, sometimes called Mickie, Could also be tagged with the nickname Quickie.', Stu has worried and worried so, Since she met the much discussed Cosmo. Although debating here is new, Phil has won honors for the Gold and Blue. Eileen's our little countess true, She's president of the Glee Club, too. Albert Einstein could be the name, But we call her Bernie just the same. Joni james, Kitty Kallen, Barbara really has them wowin'. .Iardie really gets 'round town, And why not? .... Bessie never breaks down. Since Latin is Betty's source of worry, Luncheon is eaten in a hurry. For some reason when Judy appears, Hallelujah', rings bells in our ears. Nursing is Kathy's only ambition, Seems some interne has her wishin'. Pat Laughlin is really our sport of sports, With her bucks, argyles, and bermuda shorts. For pretty dimples on the cheek, It's Barbara T.', you'll need to seek. Virtually known as the class wit, Binky always makes a hit. A faithful cheerleader for S.M.A., Dee gave us pep all the way. Since '51, when their friendship started, Ginny, Mary, jane have never parted. Weill remember those songs in Sophomore year, Wishing Annan farewell, as her trip drew near. Marilyn, now a member of S.M.A., Hails from the smallest state in U.S.A. In this case Beanie isn't a hat, Ann Behan needed a nickname, and that was that Our Jo's', one and only ambition, Is to snare successfully that certain physician. A line of chatter from the lips of Men, Is quite all right-but your ears will hurt. Will you ever forget Jeannette's shing-dig, The horses, hoagies, and sodas so-o-o-o big? Sheila and Lois are a famous pair, There isn't a thing that they don't share. If a sudden explosion you should hear, Our Mulv's behind itg do not fear. 4' ff 5' vs When AP, danced in the chocolate shop, The split she did was quite a shock. Bones is quite talented, as you know, At playing the accordion and singing alto. At typing and stenog, 'Marie is tops, 'Till all's complete, she never stops. If you need a pop record or two, Stop in at Lorie's g she has quite a few. As Fritzi Kranz in Blossom Time, Lydia's'l portrayal was sublime. Beautiful, charming, sweet and tall, Katy is always the belle of the ball. Gerry a junior addition to S.M.A., Is truly an Ace in every way. Lorraine's forever busy it seems At trying out new freckle creams. Before entering school in her freshman year, Ann traveled to Scotland and then returned here. Since Kathy J. lives the closest to school, She has never broken the be-on-time rule. If you feel like having :something to eat, Carol will fix you a delicious treat. Mary Ann and joan look very nice, As whirling and twirling, they cut the ice. Well, here we are with smiling faces, Known to you as the 43 ACES. If you should count them you will see Two are missing from 45. Our names are signed to this class review, We hope it's pleasing to all of you. Letty Remy, '55 Ann Cundey, '55 T Win, Fart ml 0 L-'M,,.g 'f L1 tgzuhf Mb yi' ybzzzbmy BECKER, JOANN MARY 558 Waters Road Michigan 4-3700 St. .loseph's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council Z, 3, 4, Vice-Presi- dent 45 Class Officers, President 45 Yearbook 2, 3, Asso- ciate Editor 45 Varsity 1, 2, 3, 45 Intramurals 1, 2, 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Debating Club 35 French Club 2, 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Chemistry Club 45 Latin Club 3, 4. jan . . . always eager to help . . . startling combination of beauty and brains . . . fun to be with . . . mild temper . . . basketball enthusiast . . . usually seen in the com- pany of Bern and Peg . . . class brain . . . won't let a morsel of food be wasted . . . Peg, what did I miss in Chemistry today? . . . Oh, those blue, blue eyes . . . everyone's friend . . . honor student . . . those Edding- ton parties . . . spends more time at S.lVl.A. than at home . . . hollow leg at lunch table . . . lives it up with Reds . . . original crocodile . . . I need some sleep! BEHAN, ANN MARIE 1235 Medary Avenue lVaverly 4-8753 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Mission Leader 35 A.A. Club 3, Vice- President 45 Dramatic: 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Home Economics Club 3, 45 Span- ish Club 2, 35 Latin Club 1, 25 Biology Club 25 Business Club 4. Ann . . . always seen with Judy . . . beautiful auburn tresses . . . strong alto . . . captivating Baron Von Schober . . . Oh, those history notes . . . usually has to rush . . . that model look . . . takes half-hour to arrange tresses . . . dislikes freckles . . . one of the Best twins . . . never worries . . . always has a smile . . . chewing gum?? . . . those summers at Wildwood . . . love those blue suede oxfords . . . Beanie . . . never lost for a date . . . mirror, mirror on the wall . . . sincere . . . Oh, no, not this again. br! BONELLI, ANNA BERNADETTE 7048 N. Broad Street Livingston 9-5640 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Library Staff 2, 3, 45 Intramurals, Volleyball, Captain 35 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 French Club 2, 3, 45 Chemistry Club 45 Latin Club 3, 45 Debat- ing Club 3, 45 A.A. Club 3, 4. Bones . . . accordion player . . . loves lab work . . . oh, that laugh . . . volleyball enthusiast . . . never seems to have a care in the world . . . pizza lover . . . beautiful black hair . . . gifted with an artist's hand . . . ardent debater . . . those pierced ears . . . real hep . . . hates automats . . . South Philly fan . . . I'll borrow it from my cousin . . . generous . . . partial to L.S.C. . . . never without a joke . . . Don't get me nervous. has af 1955 CHECCHIA, MARY JO 116 Ryers Avenue Pilgrim 5-2203 Presentation of B.V.M. Sodality 1, 2, 3, 4, Leader 35 Mission Leader 2, 45 Dra- matics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 11.14. Club 3, 45 French Club 3, 45 Chemistry Club 45 Biology Club 25 Latin Club 3. jo . . . whiz at the piano . . . the 'little one' . . . favors St. Joe's College . . . never minds a BILL . . . explressive cyes . . . very friendly . . . Atlantic City vacationer . . . full of fun . . . odoriferous lunches . . . BILLed for suc- cess . . . entertaining wit . . . poetically inclined . . . Lorie's other half . . . doesn't mind doctors . . . I like them . . . beautiful skin . . . always neat and trim . . . French enthusiast . . . looks good on the dance floor Z. . Oh, you know what I mean. , dt ,.- all 77l-67, , ,i 1077? ,iff YQ ff' ZTZV LZ M 59 CLEARKIN, EILEEN ANN COOGAN, VIRGINIA MARGARET 1048 Pratt Street 2007 74th Avenue Cumberland 8-9006 St. Martin of Tours Hancock 4-4066 St. Athanasius Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council 45 Yearbook Typist 45 Varsity 15 Intramurals 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, President 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Business Club 45 A.A. Club 4, Treasurer 35 Latin Club 1, 2. Ike . . . our lilting nightingale . . . great swimmer . . . always knows what to wear . . . speaks unselfishly of U . . . beautiful brown tresses . . . St. Mary's forever . . . nice figure . . . did you say Margate or Ventnor? . . . Guess what? . . . Glee Club President . . . always has to hurry . . . the Countess in the show of '55 . . . 13-year inmate . . . You, You, You . . . bubbling per- sonality . . . can't see with her glasses on . . . How do you do it? . . . those wild summers with Bernie . . . Manager, will you please help me find a shoe? 'A Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 3, 4, Stagehand 1, 25 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 French Club 2, 35 Latin Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 Biology Club 2. Ginny . . . partial to Sea Isle . . . Ginny, Mary and Jane, Inc. . . . never at a loss for words . . . easy going . . . likes to dance . . . partial to Germantown . . . loves cats . . . Oh, that Algebra . . . glasses become her . . . holds patent on giggles . . . always enjoys herself . . . one of the Hicks . . . real cool cat . . . that picture packed wallet . . . Anyone have a comb? '-N..,d COONAHAN, MARY ELIZABETH 1314 W. Cheltenham Avenue Hancock 4-8021 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Secretary 25 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 Spanish Club 35 Business Club 45 Debating Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 4. Marie . . . Kitten on the Keys . . . partial to North . . . Mother Kranz . . . loves red . . . lively ideas . . . pretty soprano . . . conscientious student . . . Honest to john . . . great sport . . . true friend . . . friendly smile . . . typing expert . , . slender hands . . . that Yearbook . . . gentle. nature . . . petite . . . famous dungarees . . . quite a helper . . . summer job experience . . . torn between two loves-North and Roman . . . fun to be with . . . perfect lady . . . pensive . . . all rightie. CUNDEY, ANN ELIZABETH 541 Shoemaker Road Melrose 5-2336 St. James Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Eucharistic Leader 15 Cheerleader 1, 2, 35 Prom Committee 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Intra- murals 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 35 Latin Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 Spanish Club 2, 35 Biology Club 2. Ann . . . sparkling blue eyes . . . I cut my hair . . . La Salle, Yea', . . . T.V. phobia . . . telephonilis . . . witty . . . always ready . . . Just call me 'Bugs' . . . Oh, those phone bills . . . brilliant chemist . . . Cupid's helper . . . scissor happy . . . cackling laugh . . . loves that scrap book . . . Spanish genius . . . seen often with Letty and Stu . . . fellow crocodile . . . those finger nails . . . red knee socks . . . jitterbug . . . 'barefoot' days . . . Wfhe boy wonder called. Harb! Many? yhvzahmy CUMMINGS, LORRAINE HELEN 251 W. Spencer Street Waverly 4-1547 St. Helena's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Intramurals 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 French Club 3, 45 AA. Club 3, 45 Latin Club 1, 2, 35 Chemistry Club 45 Cheerleader 3 4. beds . . . West Catholic Boys' Rooter . . . competent driver . . . Christmas present from S.M.A.-a megaphone . . . What, another test? . . . Lorraine, please speak louder . . . Dee's counsel . . . I'm on a diet . . . small . . . that freckle cream . . . 8:15 scholar . . . clever artist . . . loves to dance . . . wantED . . . question box . . . chic clothes . . . Are my freckles showing? . . . likes the wrong side of the road . . . addition to cheerleading squad . . . spends Sunday nights at St. Joe's . . . likes grapes . . . I don't know it. What am I going to do? DOUGI-IERTY, MARGARET KATHRYN 1348 Bowman Street Victor 4-4747 St. Bridget's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council, President 45 Class Officers, President 1, 2, 35 Yearbook Staff 45 Varsity 1, 2, 3, 45 Intramurals 1, 2, Manager 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 4g Prom Committee Chairman 35 French Club 2, 3, 45 AA. Club 3, 45 Debating Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 Latin Club 1, 2, 3. Peg Doc . . . has plenty of connections . . . 'lour joan . . . what's under those Trimfit socks? . . . whiz on the basketball court . . . those bright red knee socks . . . favors long hair . . . true S.M.A. girl . . . perfect Student Council president . . . loads of clothes . . . drives a Packard . . . cute figure . . . the Sneaker Kid . . . partial to the letter C . . . Listen, gang . . . enormous lunches . . . an Irish temper . . . faithful to the Falls . . . Daddy's Little Girl . . . that beauty mark . . . likes the front of her hair blonde . . . runs her own date bureau . . . Franz Schubert, II . . . Hey, Stu, I saw Cos last night. x EICHNER, ELIZABETH DOLORES 344 N. Ella Street Regent 9-0989 St. Hugh's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Yearbook Staff 45 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Commit- tee 35 Debating Club 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Chemistry Club 45 Latin Club 3, 45 A.A. Representative 3, 45 French Club 2, 3, 4. Betty . . . nice to know . . . that trip to Europe . . . favors North Catholic . . . brainchild . . . good debater . . . hails from St. I-Iugh's . . . incessant worrier . . . her brother . . . sports enthusiast . . . never seen without a book . . . pretty voice . . . expressive hands . . . Latin scholar . . . Oh, I didn't study that . . . one of the Latin 5 . . . takes everything seriously . . . tres petite . . . willing to help . . . her tiny lunches . . . pretty hair . . . college bound . . . linguist . . . Phillies and Cards fan . . . Oh, I hope I pass. ....-nl ! Meet our successful debaters. Mr. Stephenson 5 is proud of the work that Elizabeth and Phyllis are doing in the Forensic League. Besides the time they spend with Mr. Stephenson, instruct- ing them in the rules of debating, these two girls give much of their time in research and preparation. has af 7955 ivv' garb! Mala? ybaabmy EITLER, BARBARA HELEN 7928 Cedarbrook Street Livingston 9-3621 St. Raymond's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Intramural Cheerleader 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 35 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Arts and Crafts 35 Latin Club 1, 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Biology Club 25 Business Club 45 .4.A. Club 3, 4. Barb . . . full of tricks . . . trophy collector . . . Schmeltzie . . . sharp dresser . . . our Joni james . . . class comedienne . . . loves red . . . crazy about olives . . . jazzy . . . health salad . . . loves that new haircut . . . doodling . . . Mnnnnnnn, Boy . . . keeps you in stitches . . . infectious giggle . . . those trips to Elkins Park . . . My brother, Billy . . . terrific singer . . . Well, I'll be a dirty bird . . . Italian boy . . . fruit boots . . . blind date . . . stenography'star . . . Jackie Gleason, II . . . loves parties . . . A laugh and a half. GALE, DOLORES MARIE 4144 I Street Devonshire 6-0932 Holy Innocents Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Varsity Cheerleader 2, 3, Captain 45 Intramurals Cheerleader 1, 25 Dramalics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Spanish Club 2, 35 Busi- ness Club 45 Latin Club 1, 2. Dee . . . a dimple on the chin, devil within . . . Oh, kid . . . is it North or Frankford? . . . drives a '54 Bel-Air . . . pug nose . . . sparkling eyes . . . cornerstone at St. Joe's and Holy Name . . . peppy cheerleader . . . fickle . . . never seen without Jardie or Lorraine . . . giggles . . . against knee socks . . . always a new hair style . . . winning smile . . . part of eternal triangle . . . always a new steady . . . enviable complexion J . . I'll be an old maid. i' 1 N 2-ft: I - 515: '1'f'fw 2W . iI:95? 5:- '21 ' 1 gigs-. f' L. - ' - . 222 I fa 5- Iisfwf' HEALEY, MARY FRANCES THERESA 36 Chandler Street Cheltenham 2547 St. Cecilia's Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 French Club 2, 3, 45 Chemistry Club 45 Latin Club 35 14.14. 3, 4. Mary . . . curly top . . . Ginny, Mary and jane, Inc. . . . collector of class rings . . . flashing smile . . . Notre Dame fan . . . loves pizza pie . . . talks with her hands . . .. S.M.A. girl from way back . . . those weekends at Sea Isle . . . likes dancing . . . loves pink . . . nice to know . . . future medical technician . . . loves hillbilly music . . . crazy laugh . . . just makes 9:45 bell . . . what a wallet . . . looks adorable in short hair . . . always reading . . . cute dresser . . . Gee. CDV?-'aloe HERMANUTZ, LYDIA ANN 4829 N. 13th Street Davenport 4-0178 Holy Child Sodality 1, 2, 3, 4, Leader 1, 2, 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 3: Biology Club 2: Chemistry Club 45 French Club 3, 45 Latin Club 35 A.A. 3, 4. Lydia . . . loves flowers . . . My Daddy . . . proud of her sister, Peggy . . . Aunt Lydia says- . . . straw- berry blonde . . . beautiful handwriting . . . Whose turn is it to put the Algebra on the board? . . . great actress . . . pretty voice . . . favors 'I'ownsend's Inlet . . . excel- lent taste . . . capable and efficient . . . perfect Fritzi . . . always seen with Kathy . . . Glee Club dues, girls . . . shining blue eyes . . . meticulous . . . those Academy concerts . . . charming . . true friend . . . likes to dine out . . . Now, Papa. A bass' M7955 HEEBNER, LORETTA JOSEPHINE 209 E. Wyoming Avenue Davenport 4-1393 St. Ambrose Sodality 1, 2, 3, 4g Library Staff 2, 3, Intramurals 3: Dramatic: 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 4, Prom Committee 3: Chemistry Club 45 French Club 3, A.A. 3, 4. Lorie, alias Loxie' . . . looks great in Italian cut . . . our crazy jitterbug . . . favors the red and white . . . Beach Haven vacationer . . . lone rider on 41375 . . . always seen with Jo . . . those art lessons . . . looks good in glasses . . . aspires to be a nurse . . . likes Chemistry class . . . another Grandma Moses . . . lots of rhythm Gum has seven calories . . . our art scholarship winner . . . partial to black . . . 20-20 vision??? . . . her record collection . . . has a talented father . . . a real smoothy . . . can sleep till all hours . . . Think of all the calories. dz HOOBLER, CAROL ANN 6511 York Road Hancock 4-9242 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3: Dramatic: 2, 3: Glee Club 2, 3: French Club 45 Home Ec. Club 45 Chemistry Club 45 A.A. 3, 4. Carol . . . sweet as sugar . . . loves to cook . . . gen- erous . . . My Brother . . . possesses a good voice . . capable dressmaker . . . easy to get along with . . . Jean- nette's companion . . . true spirit of S.M.A .... hails from Illinois . . . cute accent . . . future Angel of Mercy . . . enjoys reading . . . our country gal . . . short . . . glasses become her . . . Dad's on a trip . . . faithful helper . . . dependable . . . What's the matter? 5' is if 716 We s ef bl HUSS, JUDITH CECILIA 6905 N. Broad Street Hancock 4-7540 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 4, Secretary 35 Prom Committee 35 Debating Club 2, 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Business Club 45 Spanish Club 2, 35 A.A. 3, 4. Judy . . . summers at Surf City . . . jovial jokester . . . one of the Best twins . . . school spirit herself . . . Zachary Fiske! . . . spaghetti girl . . . life of the party . . . Ann's other half . . . collegiate. . . attractive dresser . . . up on all the news about Saudi Arabia . . . Hallelujah . . Count Peppi . . .'happy-go-lucky . . . gift of gab . . . U. of P. rooter . . . My Brother . . . good actress . . . full of life . . . oh, those lunch table jokes . . . throws wonderful parties . . . ambitious . . . last of 'red hot mamas' . . . always wears Bermudas . . . My Bill . . . Anyone have a napkin? 3 -ef 'dig 1 JARDEL, BARBARA MARY 3114 Cottman Avenue Devonshire 8-4582 St. Matthew Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Yearbook Typist 4g Varsity Cheer- leader 2, 3, 4g Intramural Cheerleader 1, 25 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Latin Club 1, 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Business Club 45 ALA. 3, 4. Jardie', . . . favors North Catholic . . . nice clothes . . . those big lunches . . . Got the car? tonight . . . pretty complexion . . . Bessie . . . those long trolley rides . . . Was He . . . our own seamstress . . . a whiz at stenog . . . My Honey . . . always seen with Lorraine and Dee . . . all kinds of tickets . . . terrific dancer . . . great cheerleader . . . pretty eyes . . . col- lects prom keys . . . I don't have a thing to wear . . . dotes on Dixie . . . I wish I WUZ. On a cold wintry day, how these seniors hate to put their faces outside the door after they have finished lunch. Barbara, Mary Ann, and Marie hope that the huge tulip tree will befriend them from the windy blasts. Ann stands, shud- ders, and shakes. Ann Marie and Marlene can still smile for they are just venturing forth. tgmzf jfkflyk' gba my ,ff f it '2f 1i? 4f?f1 ,, l 'X' V 4,45 H 5 2 f 5 JOYCE, KATHLEEN HELEN 5323 N. Camac Street Davenport 4-6610 Holy Child Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Yearbook Staff 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 3, 45 Glee Club 35 French Club 2, 35 Intramurals, Bas- ketball 15 Cheerleading 35 Business Club 45 A.A. 3, 4. Kathy . . . sparkling brown eyes . . . dimples . . . St. John's devotee . . . those letters from overseas . . . help- ful and considerate . . . usually seen with Barbara T. . . . loves a good time . . . wears her glasses well . . . cute smile . . . worries about tests . . . future secretary . . . 13 years at St. Mary's . . . good dancer . . . Yearn- ing . . . on the business staff . . . lives one block from school . . . Babyface . . . scissor happy . . . peaches and cream complexion . . . Oh, what am I going to do? . . . partial to the Army . . . Are you kidding? LAUGHLIN, PATRICIA ANN 7229 N. Broad Street Hancock 4-8698 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 4, Leader 2, 35 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 2, 35 Glee Club 35 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 French Club 35 Business Club 45 Latin Club 1, 25 A.A. 3, 4. Y Pat' . . . record collector . . . blessed with naturally curly hair . . . true school spirit . . . Give me a reason . . . Tops in Pops . . . argyles and white bucks . . . takes so many books home . . . dreads high heels . . . camera bug . . . advocate of short hair . . . pretty eyes . . . attracted to name Bill . . . full of fun and laughter . . . Did you hear it yet? . . . Do I have to? . . . loves lipstick . . . lives on peanut butter and spaghetti . . . loves those visits to Ventnor . . . partner in Doorbreakers, Inc .... Don't be ridiculous. has af 7955 LA MINA, JOAN DOLORES 156 E. Allegheny Avenue Nebraska 4-2229 Sr. Hugh Sodality 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Intramurals, Cheerleader 35 Glee Club 3, 45 French Club 2, 35 Chemistry Club 45 Home Ec. Club 45 ALA. 3, 4. Jeanie . . . beautiful clothes . . . shining black hair . . . sees all the latest movies . . . another Louella Par- sons . . . partial to West lboys, of course? . . . one of the Home Ec'ers . . . oh, that laugh . . . loves Wildwood . . . the DUKE's Duchess . . . Maryann's other half . . . cards'tell her many things . . . talks constantly about her sister . . . terrific cook . . . likes to make her own clothes . . . gift to us in sophomore year . . . Wait till I tell you what happened . . . petite . . . those vacations in Virginia . . . Guess what, girls? 64 Lgmzf Many? yfwzhmy LEARY, MARILYN MARIE 8022 Lexington Avenue St. Dominick Sodality 3, 45 Dramatics 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 French Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 Business Club 45 A.A. 3, 4. Lynn . . . hair of spun gold . . . hails from the smallest state in the U. S .... that accent . . . dances at Holy Cross . . . graceful ballet dancer . . . Anna's alter ego . . . oh, so-o-o-o quiet . . . future Florence Nightingale . . . tall and trim . . . pretty clothes . . . Oh, my toe shoes . . . never gets into trouble . . . I wouldn't tell you if I did . . . that boy back home . . . pretty eyes . . . likes parties. ,Off LI VOLSI, PHYLLIS ANN 541 W. Erie Avenue Radcliffe 5-2303 Our Lady of Pompeii Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Yearbaclz Staff 3, Associate Editor 45 Varsity 2, 35 Intramurals, Basketball 1, 2, 3, Volley- ball 35 Dramatics 2, 35 Glee Club 2, 35 Debating Club 3, 45 French Club 3, 45 A.A. 3, 4. Phyl . . . true St. Mary's girl . . . the Greatest at debating . . . loves to talk . . . partial to Penn . . . vaca- tions at Margate . . . talks with her hands . . . studious . . . very imaginative . . . never without an answer . . . always taking notes . . . aspires to be a history teacher . . . sincere . . . continually writing letters . . . Well, what do you know about that? . . . love that blonde streak! . . . worry wart . . . very persistent . . . Oh, Christopher . . . That judge is crazy. MACKIE, SHEILA ANN 1933 Chew Street Livingston 9-3575 Holy Child Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Catholic Literature Leader 15 Prom Committee 35 Dramatics 1, 25 Library Staff 2, 3, 45 Latin Club 1, 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Business Club 45 A.A. 3, 4. Sheila . . . Chrysler hot rod . . . summer rides to Willow Grove . . . sincere . . . our gift from Cecilian . . . 4'11 . . . My sister Marcia . . . Alice Blue Gown . . . connections in South America . . . Sam . . . expert librarian . . . prompt . . . Hop In . . . nice dresser . . . great sense of humor . . . free haircuts from Marcia . . . big voice for a little girl . . . photogenic . . . Hold My Hand . . . size 4 shoe . . . How about that? . . . Alice's comrade for 12 years . . . those double dates . . . That car broke down again . . . fashion expert . . . Anybody want to buy a car? B 5 h I MAKEM, ALICE ELIZABETH 7813 Thouron Avenue Livingston 8-0685 Sl. Raymond Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Mission Leader 15 Library Staff 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 35 Glee Club 2, 35 Biology Club 25 French Club 2, 35 Latin Club 1, 25 Business Club 45 A.A. 3, 4. Al . . . friendly . . . 12-year pal of Sheila's . . . nice to know . . . another gift from Cecilian . . . that I.D. bracelet . . . always ready to help . . . good little house- keeper . . . pleasant disposition . . . I don't know . . . dresses fashionably . . . everyone's friend . . . future secretary . . . adorable figure . . . always smiling . . . short and sweet . . . faithful library aide ... . chatterbox . . . true to Wildwood Crest . . . partial to La Salle . . . chinadoll complexion . . . prim miss . . . infectious giggle . . . Miss Canavan's pride and joy . . . Look at my hair. ,Jo ew lass' af 7955 Caught in the act! This is blessed time for some study and a golden opportunity for that last minute preparation for-a chemistry test? A book report? History? ETC? It could be any of these or something else. Each expression belies the thoughts running through these heads. MASINGTON, GERALDINE RITA 332 E. Glenside Avenue Ogontz 7361 St. Lulee's Sodalily 3, 45 Dramatics 35 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Com- mittee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Latin Club 35 Intramurals 3, 45 Chemistry Club 4. Gerry . . . our Miss Glenside . . . always breaking her glasses . . . Little Beethoven . . . hails from Notre Dame . . . Dave forever . . . her little brother . . . beau- tiful black hair . . . cool, calm and collected . . . loves that Prep ring . . . David . . . right in the groove . . . usually seen with Mary jo . . . brilliant brown eyes . . . sincere and sweet . . . mild disposition . . . Oh, really? . . . 20 pairs of shoes . . . clothes galore . . . fun to be with . . . that future doctor in her life . . . grateful to Mulv . . . those dinners every Sunday . . . Guess who came up last night? tiff H 4 rl XIV' MONAGHAN, MARY ANN CECILIA 2663 E. Norris Street Nebraska 4-9026 Holy Name Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 4, Representative 45 Biology Club 25 Chemistry Club 45 French Club 2, 35 Intramurals 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Home Economics Club 3, 4. Mary Ann . . . our own Donna Atwood . . . wait till I tell ya . . . typical Irish coleen . . . partial to Drexel . . . belle of Holy Cross . . . Joan's other half . . . good hostess . . . headed for nursing school . . . Kitzi . . . loves to dance . . . partial to blue . . . beautiful hair . . . summers at St. Mary's Hospital . . . apt Home Ec'er . . . lovely clothes . . . sparkling eyes . . . dimples . . . soft voice . . . Mag . . . Yearning. MULVEY, ANN 4923 Pulaski Avenue Gladstone 5-5847 St. Francis of Assisi Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Secretary 35 Varsity Intramurals 1, 2, 35 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 AA. Club 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Chemistry Club 45 French Club 3, 45 Latin Club 35 General Busi- ness Club 4. Mulv . . . prefers Preppers . . . Janitor . . . blue Ford . . . Cupid . . . vacations at Wildwood . . . devilish laugh . . . expert driver . . . Motley . . . looking for- ward to her white cap . . . Vogl . . . our seafarer . . . crazy glasses . . . Ta-ta-taaaaa . . . sincere and frank . . . Mickey's associate in crime?? . . . good alto . . . Who's gonna pay for them? . . . loves Ireland . . . crazy mixed-up kid . . . cute hair cut . . . plenty of spirit . . . Mert, I'm leaving. MCALEER, ANNE ELIZABETH 6856 Revere Street Devonshire 6-6584 St. Matthew's Sodality 1, 2, 35 Intramural Cheerleader 35 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Properties 15 Pram Committee 35 Latin Club 3, 45 Spanish Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 4: Biology Club 25 Debating Club 3, 4. Ann . . . friendly and sincere . . . always seen with Mari- lyn . . . Hi . . . aspiring Angel of Mercy . . . always ready to help . . . a loyal Phillies fan . . ., loves those Holy Cross dances . . . NI won't . . . question box . . . loves to play the piano . . . one of the Latin 5 . . . Irish coleen . . . likes to dance . . . thoughtful . . . partial to green and blue . . . that trip to Ireland . . . persevering . . . Girls, is anyone absent? again! Mba yi ybrmbmy MCDONNELL, PATRICIA ANN 6916 N. 19th Street Hancock 4-7135 St. Athanasius Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Varsity 2, 3, 4, Captain 3, 45 Intra- murals 1, 2, 3, 4, Captain 1, 2, Coach 35 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Chemistry Club 45 General Business Club 45 Span- ish Club 3. Mickey', . . . our star forward . . . Mom's french fries . . . one of the Aces . . . genuine smile . . . Let's go gang . . . faithful to La Salle . . . the brothers . . . Captain Pat . . . that chemistry . . . the mother says . . . trustworthy behind the wheel . . . the greatest ever . . -Tom Gola's rival . . . one of our many future nurses . . . Irish coleen . . . l'oves children . . . ex-employee of the Shrine . . . Janitor . . . pretty black hair . . . twinkling eyes . . . easy-going . . . Glori- ous, Magnificent. NICKELS, BERNARDINE ANN 126 N. Princeton Avenue Atlantic City 2-0949 St. James Sodality 1, 2, 3, 4, Vice-Prefect 4, Secretary 3, Prefect Probation Sodality 45 Student Council 4, Secretary 45 Yearbook 3, Editor 45 Varsity 1, 2, 3, 45 Intramurals 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Prom Com- mittee 35 AA. Club 3, 45 Debating Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 Biology Club 2. Bern . . . our own Vera-Ellen . . . the Heap . . . always with jan and Peg . . . oh, those pajama parties . . . able yearbook editor . . . full of fun . . . always a new idea . . . our Freddie . . . tiniest waist . . . helps a certain friend in art . . . more or less . . . courage of her convictions . . . love that country horn . . . likes FRANK people . . . looks good with a tan pug nose . . . S.S.C.A. girl . . . enviable figure . . . gift of gab . . . Math brain . . . vivacious nature . . . My nerves . . . those big sandwiches . . . Listen, Kids . . . loves to play football . . . Miss Ventnor . . . always a sparkling smile . . . knows what to wear . . . You don't know. has af 7955 NEISH, ANN BERNADETTE 220 E. Allegheny Avenue Garfield 6-0032 St. Hugh's Sodality 1, 2, 35 Dramatics, Stage Hand 1, 2, 35 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 AA. Club 3, 45 Spanish Club 2, 35 Home Economics Club 3, 45 Business Club 45 Latin Club 2. Ann . . . blue-ribbon cook . . . drives a Chevie . . . Scottish Highlander . . . friendly nature . . . ole lizzy . . . partial to La Salle College . . . and St. John's . . . Brother Nick's righthand girl . . . prop girl . . . always seen with Carol . . . partial to plaid . . . loyal to Phillies . . . Moonlight Serenade . . . close 'Shaves' . . . her Scotch lad . . . The European Kid . . . Robin . . . always at St. John's . . . Scotch brogue . . . always with Joan . . . Guess what? tgzwzf jfbflyk ,fha em Chemistry is a must for these aspirants to the nursing profession. Each group is setting up the apparatus for the distillation of water. Action and cooperation is the keynote to their success. Alertness, thoughtfulness, interest, un- derstanding, willingness to sacrifice-these quali- ties are necessary for the real nurse. NUGENT, LOIS FRANCES 1230 E. Luzerne Street Jefferson 5-5900 Holy Innocents Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Latin Club 1, 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Dramatics 1, 25 Chairman Prom Committee 35 Business Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 4. Lois . . . Sheila's other half . . . beautiful clothes . . . that sophisticated look . . . Hold My Hand . . . that class ring and frat pin . . . I want Rich's', . . . leaves school promptly at 3:05 . . . favors Ocean City . . . class debutante. . . easy to get along with . . . How about that? . . . mother's helper . . . filling her hope chest . . . always has clean shoes . . . her diamond ring . . . I wish . . . social butterfly . . . wabbit . . . Re- 7, member, girls, next October, you're all invited. - - s 'f 2 , ..,,,,,i REMY, LETITIA CLAIRE 5018 N. Smedley Street Davenport 4-2303 Holy Child Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Treasurer 1, 3, 4, Secretary 45 Yearbook Typist 45 Varsity Cheerleader 2, 3, 45 Intra- murals 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 3, 45 Spanish Club 2, 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Business Club 45 Latin Club 2. Letty . . . petite . . . La Salle fan . . . jokester . . . those gym classes . . . typing whiz . . . money bags . . . real gone jitterbug . . . Roux rooter . pony tail troubles . . . cute cheerleader . . . Anyone want to Linnehan? . . . tax collector . . . very neat-extremely sweet . . . chewing gum fan . . . always talking . . . dry wit . . . never stops eating . . . tiny tot . . . always has an answer . . . Villanova enthusiast . . . crazy laugh . . . looks real cute in her knee socks . . . those notes in her lunch bag . . . class dues, please . . . get a load of this . . . sh-boom. v if Las-fr f 17 74,9741 , aj - f , J .il ,, I .QJLL -gi sf Ml' I' 4 E dass af!955' Aw' ROACH, BARBARA ANNE 9431 Academy Road Orchard 3-2138 St. Catherine of Sienna Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Tresuurer 25 Varsity Cheerleader 1, 2, Captain 25 Intramurals 15 Dramatic.: 1, 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 4, Secretary 35 French Club 3, 45 Biology Club 25 Latin Club 35 Debating Club 45 Chemistry Club 4. Binky . . . chatterbox . . . loves a WINDY day . . . only a few more days . . . West Point enthusiast . . . one in every branch of the service . . . magnificent Mitzie . . . her new home . . . pert and pretty . . . Merc-minded . . . Peppy . . . photogenic . . . I had a GEORGE weekend . . . Sarah Bernhardt . . . lent talent to La Salle . . . Beddie Bug . . . ambitious . . . terrific tangoist . . . never a dull moment . . . nightingale . . . Oh, that temper . . . Countess . . . vocabulary conscious . . . loves to get lost in the WOODS . . . part- ner in Doorbreakers, Inc. . . . I didn't do dat. SCHIMPF, JANE MARY 527 E. Allens Lane Chestnut Hill 8-0151 Holy Cross Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Spanish Club 2, 35 Biology Club 25 Business Club 4. Janie . . . those thick socks . . . hair ribbons . . . sum- mers at Sea Isle . . . Mary, Jane and Ginny, Inc. . . . loves to dance . . . partial to Mercury . . . Guess what, Mary? . . . partial to blue . . . Germantown fan . . . favors her sister's clothes . . . bandstand . . . loves saddles . . . real cool . . . enjoys life . . . perpetual giggle . . . lovable chatterbox . .. . loves Swing in the Groove records . . . Oh, my hair looks a mess! . . . St. Vincent's Dance . . . sharp dresser . . . Gee. SEEBER, MARLENE MARY 36 W. Ashmeade Place N. Victor 4-5937 St. Francis of Assisi Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Literary Leader 2, Assistant Prefect 3, Prefect 45 Student Council 45 Yearbook 3, 45 Intra- murals 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Spanish Club 3, 45 Debat- ing Club 3, 45 A.A. Club 3, 45 Biology Club 2. Men . . . S.S.C.A. Kid . . . always aggravating Mulv . . . keeps Bern and Mulv supplied with chocolate cake . . . those baggy pedal pushers . . . Miss Enthusiasm . . . our perfect prefect . . . one of the Medal girls . . . Latin Scholar . . . I'll be right there . . . Mae West . . . janitor . . . perfectionist . . . Oh, that dance . . . crazy laugh . . . Uncle Pete said . . . love that purple dress . . . has already named her 27th . . . always ready to tell you a long story . . . Girls, I just want to remind youz. . . famous subway rides . . . dislikes Nash CK Ram lers . . . Do you want to see how a baby eats grapes? A! , .W ,.., W., W .wvssq-Q TURINO, JEANETTE RUTH STEWARD, BARBARA ANN 5017 N. Smedley Street Michigan 4-7618 Holy Child Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Secretary 15 Yearbook Business Staff 3, Treasurer 45 Varsity Assistant Manager 3, Man- ager 45 Intramurals 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 French Club 3, 45 Latin Club 35 Chemistry Club 45 A.A. Club 3 4. Btu . . . that part in the play . . . those giggles . . . Girls, please bring in your patron money? . . . favors La Salle . . . football enthusiast . . . beautiful big blue eyes . . . Mother of Pearl . . . cute as can be . . . New Year's Eve parties . . . No. SO . . . angelic face . . . a real Ace . . . blushes easily . . . takes two to tango . . . Cossy said . . . her many diets .. . coke queen . . . crazy jitterbug . . . her movie camera . . . ready and raring to go . . . double dates . . . rosy cheeks . . . Peg, if you see Cossie tell him I said hello . . . always JOSH- ing . . . You know what I mean. I ..l ll 90 TORMEY, MARY BARBARA 31 W. Logan Street Victor 4-0146 St. Francis of Assisi Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3: Spanish Club 2, 35 Latin Club 2, 35 Business Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 45 Biology Club 2. Babs . . . usually with Kathy J .... slender . . . wears N.E.C. rings . . . jet black hair . . . dimples . . . sorority gal . . . partial to the letter J . . . those phone calls . . . likes sweets . . . a friend to everyone . . . always calm . . . what does the future hold? . . . panic of the lunch table . . . loves those sleeping parties . . . charming . . . worries constantly . . . got to get to work. Rt. 73 and Waverly Avenue, Maple Shade Our Lady of Perpetual Help Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Mission Leader 2, 3, 45 Intramurals 3, 45 Stage Hand 1, 2, 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 45 Chemistry Club 45 Biology Club 25 Spanish Club 2, 35 Home Economics Club 4. Jeannette . . . that party down N. J .... faithful friend . . . quiet and unassuming . . . likes to ride horses . . . beautiful features . . . always willing to help . . . faithful to the Missions . . . decorator of bulletin boards . . . faithful properties girl . . . All right, I'll try . . . a friend in need is a friend indeed . . . wonder- ful artist . . . whiz with a needle and thread . . . another Da Vinci . . . Girls, how about the Missions. agua! jfbflyi' gba my lqiif YEAGER, CATHERINE BRIDGET 263 Hopkins Road Haddonfield 9-6313 St. Rose of Lima Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council 15 Class Vice-Presi- dent 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Latin Club 2, 35 French Club 3, 4, President 35 Chemistry Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Varsity 25 Yearbook Staff 3, 4. Katy . . . beautiful hair and eyes . . . travels from jersey every day . . . cute figure . . . those red knee- socks . . . always at Ann's . . . combination of beauty and brains . . . partial to Air Force . . . loves to write letters . . . those crazy bus rides . . . knows what to say at the right time . . . those dark eyes . . . conscientious . . . can talk her way out of everything . . . dates every week- end . . . demure . . . the Veep . . . Oh, my heavens . . . terrific artist . . . to a great extentv . . . captivating smile . . . definite debater . . . always there in the NICK of time . . . tremendjus. Bernie and Joann are enjoying the pleasure of a few words of advice from Mr. Cooke. In his usual jovial manner, he points out what someone else has done. His enthusiasm is con- tagious. We are privileged to have as our yearbook publisher, Mr. Cooke and his associates, especially our Mr. Solari. his af 7955 iv ' ' v IV.. . ts, , ' Wm ZERBEY, KATHERINE MARIE 1310 68th Avenue Livingston 9-1310 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council 45 Yearbook Staff 45 Varsity 25 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 2, 3, 4, Stage Hand 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 4, President 45 Biology Club 25 Latin Club 35 French Club 3, 45 Chemistry Club 4. Kathy . . . Ann's future sister-in-law . . . partial to a certain pre-med student . . . open house at Ventnor . . . wonderful aunt . . . enjoys making posters . . . loves dogs . . . favors La Salle . . . football fan . . . C bus rider . . . capable A.A. President . . . those auditorium lights . . . that upstate accent . . . photogenic . likes No. 541 . . . future nurse . . . don't you dare . . . oh, those knee-socks . . . has frequent sister troubles . . . those dimples . . . The Scientist . . . blushes easily . . . steady as she goes . . . Honest to John . . . Double Trouble . . . fast as mad. ,nail pgfm a W M M1840 9' I??ge1- . C003 'Ying QQIIYON O 6-?6er 0 Q PETI OCC TION Belfy . . . 85 e 404619 L sHogeurl'i ' D HAVE GOLD 41 6:1 Ns . . . aa rdarq .4 40,4 lo,.,,W3m PETER' S GIFTS 4a':-fbnfze D0 laugh: C6 Jo lbs ?l41L ' 0f'f4.,f 6345.-' ' ff 1595-0142 ' Q., 01 17' 1- J W ww' JOZZG M4 7, Kalh THA NK SGIVI Joann TO M leen M 0 qglglft' 11 Par NG . . Reefer lB'T'T 5410 ERS Berry 5' ' 948 8 LE effllb QI' Ivins- flash-read the amazing news about . . . Doc's Discovery C6 ILENCE, PLEASE. No talking down there. These were the words uttered by the guides. These guides really had quite a job on their hands, pointing out the various labs and trying to maintain silence at the same time. But the competent men supervising the tour were readily able to perform their tasks. Here in the Chemco Building, numerous ex- periments are being executed throughout the day. The chemists require complete quiet to understand the results of their work. I, myself, cannot entirely concentrate in these labs with the rumble-jumble noises from the corridor. Since you might wonder at my being inside these labs, I'll narrate my story for you. When I first studied chemistry, I was totally unaware of my fate. Had I been told then, that I would one day assist a renowned scientist, I would have laughed. But, I must say, I did enjoy trying to explode the school which I at- tended. I worked diligently to acquire knowl- edge, not to discover any new substances. When I graduated from highschool, I decided to major in science at college. It was a very difficult course, but it was during my college days that I decided to work hard at -the subject of my choice and continue in this field after gradua- tion, The Chemco Company presented me with an attractive offer, so I chose to accept their proposal. My first day at the lab was as any first day is. I had much to learn but I had a desire to work with hydrogen. I felt that there was much to be discovered about this fascinating element. I was assigned jobs for the benefit of the com- Danv of course: work with nylon, orlon, etc. But in my free hours I always worked wi-th hydrogen. Professor Archibald Ureystein was head of our department. He was my ideal, a great chemist. His spare hours were also devoted to working with hydrogen. I saw each day come and go with no startling results in mv experiments. Professor Ureystein was equally unsuccessful. In the meantime, I learned many things abou-t nylon, orlon, etc., which profited my company, PEGGY DOUGHERTY, ,SS but I still was not satisfied. I wanted to work with the Professor on hydrogen. My dream came true. As I was walking down the corridor one day, I was somewhat startled by a familiar voice behind me. Much to my surprise and pleasure, it was the Professor. He informed me that he had heard I was in- terested in working with hydrogen and he asked me if I would like to work with him. Of course, I gladly accepted. Professor Ureystein had his apparatus set up in the basement of the Chemco Building. This was his own private paradise. The first few days of our cooperative work proved interest- ing to me but yielded no startling accomplish- ments. Rumors had it that we had discovered a more potent mass of the valuable gas. One night, to my complete amazement, the Professor did not come to the lab. I debated with myself as to whether or not to start the experiment alone. The Professor had always been here to assist me, since we 'had started working together. I was concerned about the Professor. Had he met with an accident? Promptness was one of his outstanding characteristics. I decided to wait a little longer. I turned on the radio and, much to my consternation, I heard the announcer say that Professor Ureystein had been kid- napped. Two bystanders, hidden in the woods, heard the captors say that, if he would reveal the secret formula of the fourth mass of hydro- gen, he would be released. Otherwise-death! The bystanders hurried to the nearest telephone and notified the police. The announcer asked us to stand-by for further information. I realized that the only way to save the Pro- fessor would be to discover this fourth mass. I need not necessarily give the captors the exact formula, I thought to myself. If only I could bluff my way out of it! I hurried to the apparatus and started work- ing, hoping all the time my keen observances of the Professor at work would prove adequate. After several hours, I felt despairing. I walked from the lab, leaving my Work behind me. I could not keep my eyes open another minute. Up on the first floor there was a bed for em- ployees who became ill while at work. I had to rest my eyes. just as I got into the bed, I heard a crash. Realizing that no one was in the building but myself, I thought it was only my imagination. All at once, I remembered I had left my tes-t tubes in the basement. Had they fallen? Oh, no! My work would all be in vain. I dashed '7liw7Juflu4ne14 Thoughtlessness has caused more accidents, Crushed more limbsg Incited more strife, Earned more penalties, Hurt more feelings, Caused more tearsg Lost more money, Disrupted more friendships, Than any other fault on this earth. Pat Laughlin, '55 Kathy's . . . down to the cellar. There the cat had knocked over my tubes and was licking the polka-dot fluid. . Slowly, he was rising. Momentarily stunned, I realized my efforts had not been in vain. Then, all of a sudden, with the speed of a rocket, the cat zoomed through the layers of ceiling and atmosphere-he was a real gone cat. paifftwaq If along the road of life we stray, Our Lady beckons, Come this way. Our days may be filled with sorrow and strife, Until at last a perfect life May be oursg our final goal, A gift to God- A spotless soul. Barbara Jardel, '55 Day of Miracles T WAS A BLAZING, hot day in July with the sun beating down on the backs of the three contented people lying comfortably on a sandy blanket. Suddenly, over the cries of the children playing at the water's edge, came the shouts of the vendor calling, f'Soda pop, 204' a bottle. Get your sodas herein Disturbed by the commotion, Kathy sat up and rubbed the sand from her eyes. 'fWell, if no one else wan-ts a soda, I suppose I'll get one myself. Scrambling to get up, both Eddie and BJ. chimed in together, Don't forget usf' Kathy hopped back over the burning sand, soda splashing from the bottles. fLWell, here's your poison, sis! Where's the money? Eddie laughingly said, I'll pay this time, CATHERINE YEAGER, '55 KATHARINE ZERBEY, '55 BJ., but after welre married, our splurging days are over. He loves meg he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me not. Eddie, you don't love me! With a quick Wrist movement BJ. tossed the crumbled straw into the sand. With this same movement her engagement ring slipped from her finger and disappeared in the mass of sand. Startled by her cry, Eddie and Kathy sprang to her side. Kathy, trying to comfort BJ., said, Mother told you not to Wear your ring to the beach while the guard is broken. With these consoling words BJ. broke into tears of despair. 'tOh, Eddie how can I ever find my ring in all this sand? Kathy, also in tears, began to dig the sand around the straw, not realizing that she might only push it down deeper. When she had stopped crying, the lifeguard, who had just 7 H Therefore, my duty as a friend compels me to come begging. Oh, here they come with my ice cream! Thank you for keeping me company all this time. Columkill helped me to descend from his ship and then started its motor. As I stood watching lend an ear to . . . him, I could not help smiling at the way he had imitated a woman, shrieking in distress so that he could attract us. After a while, I lost sight of the disc. Most of my neighbors will soon forget Columkill, but never will I forget that person who made last Saturday such a memorable one for me. Information Incorporated C6 OOD AFTERNOON, Mertinteen Ga- zette's aceman reporting. Whols calling, please? Oh, so it's the SPIRIT of '55, You say you are interested in knowing what has become of the class over which you presided. Hold the line while I finish typing the last line of this copy before it goes to press. Wait a minute, I'll read it to youf' Newsy Notes. Good-morning, America. Well, are you wondering what your neighbors are doing? Then read on and you will find out because This Is Your Gossip Column. A new show I would recommend to all opened on Broadway last night, entitled My Many Loves, starring Barbara Roach. We can't overlook the Met, where Eileen Clearkin is packing the house. What a thrill I had last night to see Loretta, Lydia, Carol, Joan, Pat, Mary Ann, Ann Marie, Jeannette, Kathy Zerbey and Ann Cundey capped. Ah, what an honorable profession! I hear that Joann was Queen of the Senior Cotillion recently held at La Salle College. Her court consisted of Barbara Jardel, Lorraine and Dolores. Their gowns were designed by the B 81 H Dress Corporation, headed by Ann Behan and Judy Huss. Entertainment for the evening was supplied by Anna Bonelli, who played the accordion, and the featured soloist of the night was the well known recording artis-t, Barbara Eitler. One of the most popular attractions on Steel Pier this season is a snake charmer by the name of Barbara Steward. Remember the name- Stu and Her Educated Snakes. Ginny, Mary and Jane opened a Women's apparel shop. 7 MARLENE SEEBER, '55 Anna McAleer and Marilyn Leary are the new owners of a motion picture theatre. Their policy is to show only Scottish films produced and directed by Ann Neish. I just finished reading one of the best sellers of the day, FRANKly Speaking, by Bernie Nickels, Katy Yeager has won a trip to Europe for her composition Why I'm Always In the Nick of Time. The contest was sponsored by the Coonahan Food Company, under the guidance of its chief dietitian, Miss Marie. Mary Jo has been acclaimed as one of our outstanding medical secretaries. She is espe- cially efficient when it comes time to send out the BILLS. Pat Laughlin is Letty's private secretary. They are distributors for the Larem Record Corporation. - Barbara Tormey and Kathleen Joyce invited me to the opening of their newest Diner. Yes, the girls chose a profitable profession because everybody must eat. I recognized two of the waitresses, Sheila and Alice. The cashier was none other than Lois. Gerry has become official issuer of afflDAVits in City Hall. Doctors LiVolsi and Eichner are trying to discover a cure for one of the oldest and most dread diseases, Studyitis. Before you read this column, Peggy will have received her degree in psychiatry from Connell University. Congratulations! This is your roving reporter signing off, leav- ing you with this thought for today, Make everyone else's business your own. Until next time, I remain your favorite gossip. GO TO MARY S THE LITTLE COUNTRY TOWN of High Point dozed to the musical twitter- ing of robins, the bright spring sun Haunted its colors and rose beyond the evergreen hills. With the sun rose Father O'Malley, rector of the sole parish in High Point. Proceeding across the gravel road to Saint An-thony's, he offered his Mass for each parishioner. Each parishionerf' he contemplated, has an entirely different personality-and few have the same - problems. The priest's thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Reds Farrell, his prize altar boy. Father, the boy said, Mom -told me to ask you to stop out today. Her spirits are pretty low,'l he added sadly. Sure, Reds, replied the priest, t'I'll try my best to do that. As the sun descended into dusk, Father O'Malley sat on Farrell's porch with Mrs. Far- rell. Father, I'm at a loss as to what to do next, the woman cried desperately. Reds' father just just won't come to Mass. He refuses to have anything to do with religion. When I ask him if he's lost his faith completely, he ignores me. He's so hardened. It's gotten to the point now where he's almost forbidden Reds to serve Mass! What can I do?l' The priest remained silent for a moment, then advised the sorrowful woman. His parting words were, Our one hope is prayer, Mrs. Farrell. You and I must go to Maryf' Days passed into weeks. There was little change in Mr. Farrell's fallen-away attitude. Weeks advanced into months. One Sunday morning, four faces at Saint Anthony's altar rail were particularly radiant-Father O'Mal- ley's, Mrs. Farrell's, her son's-and her hus- band's. The wanderer had returned to the flock. The scorch.ing July sun beat unmercifully on Father O'Malley's car. As he turned the road bend, the dry mud crunched under the car's wheels. MARIE COONAHAN, '55 The priest slowed down at a huge corn field and waved to Farmer Williams. Tall and white-haired, this man reminded one more of a distinguished executive, than a diligent farmer. He approached the car and placed his strong arms on the door. After discussing local news, Father O'Malley questioned the man abou-t his crops. Bill Williams shook his head, replying, The crops are sure a let down to us -this year, Father. If only we had some rain! This drought will set every farmer in High Point back plenty. Our funds'll be sparse this winter if the weather doesn't change. The priest's heart went out to these hard- working men. They would suffer an immense loss if their crops failed. HMy Words of sympathy won't help much, Billjl he answered, 'ibut maybe, words of prayer will. Why don't you and the family begin a Novena of Rosaries to Mary?'l Farmer Williams liked the idea and heeded it. A few weeks later, Father O'Malley turned the same road bend on a sick call. The car's wheels skidded in the muddy slush, and the rain beat violently on the windshield. Seeing him pass, Bill Williams murmured a silent prayer of thanks to Mary for -the rain, and to her Son for such a noble clergyman. Time was stealing by swiftly and High Point was in the midst of its autumn beauty. Trees arrayed in hues of gold, brown, and scarlet surrounded Saint Anthonyls Church.. jack Nel- son found the rector raking leaves. The priest halted and greeted the young man. ftHello, Jack, what can I do for you? Nothing for me, Father, but I've got to speak to you about Bobby. He followed the priest over to the rectory porch and began. Well, Father, I guess you know about my promise to Mom to complete Bobby's educa- tion. The priest nodded agreement. Yes, she told me shortly before her death last year, jack. 'fHow can I do that when Bob refuses to go back to college? He's of age and I can't force him. He says two years more of his life will be wasted if he returns. I'll have a talk with him, Jack, but I honestly think he'll have to realize his own mistake. Meanwhile, ask his heavenly Mother to set his thinking straight. Father O'Malley discussed the case with Bob. The boy was willing -to listen but reluctant to heed. No, Father, I just cant see the point of going to school when I can be making money right now. Thanks for your advice, though. Yes, the priest thought, Uthanks for advice which is disregarded while you are breaking the entire plan of your lifef' jack's and Father O'Malleyls prayers were not in vain, though. During the following weeks, a humble boy came to bid the priest good-bye. Yes, Father, I can see your point. I donlt know what made me change my mind but Ilm on the right track nowf, How gratifying these words were to Father OlMalley's ears! A coating of deep white snow frosted every nook and corner of High Point. Father O'Malley had just finished mounting the evergreens by the Christmas Crib. He came inside from the cold, 7 6Zl The 22nd of August now seems far away, Yet how could I forget that memorable day. The start of a week packed full of fun, With joy and excitement for everyone. The train finally came and on we stumbled, The IO nomads, loaded with bundles. It wasn't long before we stopped, This was New York, believe it or not. A little bewildered we found our way To the hotel where we were to stay. Our room surprised us, to say the least, And with these surroundings, our pleasures increased. Who could forget those nights without sleep, Gilly Gilly, Pious Drip, or wet feet? Every night we were entertained, By a singer and dancer, now what were their names?? bleak night and began tossing logs on the fire. A loud knock brought him to the door. Young Joe Miller stumbled in, his face as white as a sheet. 'fFather, come quickly, he urged. My wife is deathly sick. She just got a bad case of pneumonia and Doctor jenkins says she has little chance to liveli' As they hastened to joe's home, Father O'Mal- ley tried to calm the man. On their arrival, the doctor was leaving, Margaret Miller had died. joe could not be comforted. The priest im- plored him to pray to Mary for comfort and he placed this case, also, in her hands. The sad, young husband mourned incessantly for months. Then, gradually, he seemed to find a new outlook on life and began again. Father O'Malley knew the Comforter of the Afflicted was joe's source of hope. So proceeded this noble country priest's life- a life of work, sacrifice, worry, salvation of souls and an implicit faith in Our Lady. Years passed as fleetly as a deer, leaving this faithful Irish priest old and tired. On a beautiful day in May, Father OlMalley was recalled from duty. As the flicker of the blessed candle lighted up his dying face, the loved voice was heard to murmur, Yes, Mary, I'm coming. BW Besides all the fun, we were holy, too, God had been good to us-this we knew. Then there were classes, lectures and such, We surveyed the huge campus, taking in much. Father Campbell amused us, it was easy to see, As Ransom the Captive became our new plea. The nuns who were with us helped, we agree, To classes they sent us, to hear and to see. Bernie and Mert, our two program directors, Tried their best to avoid all the lectures. The days passed too quickly, as all good things do, And before we knew it, the six days were through. The Farewell Dance finished things off just right, By George! It was really an incredible night. As homeward we travelled, we all confessed, These days had been the greatest -really the best. Mary Boyle, '56 heed the decree of the CELESTIAL COUNCIL NE HEAVENLY DAY, the saintly in- habitants of the Deistic world decided to hold a celestial meeting in St. Peterys Palace on Cloud Number Nine. This assembly was scheduled for half past the North Star and all the blessed members were asked to arrive promptly. St. Peter wisely advocated prompt- ness, for a halo-hazard prevailed in heaven. The sacred female spirits of Paradise, on previous occasions, had arrived la-te, due to their compar- ing halos enroute. It was paradisiacal spring, you see, and millions and millions of feminine halos gleamed and glistened-the bigger and brighter, the better. This hallowed difficulty was brought to Chairman Peter's attention and he urged the weaker sex to be punctual, for the problem at hand was serious. The pious residents appeared on schedule and there was much discussion on ethereal topics, such as: the recent successes of terrestrial rela- tives and friends, the contemptible exploits of Lucifer, the new additions to their heavenly ranks+while one ancient scholar couldn't quite discover the reason why earthlings consented to wear publicly those appalling Bermuda shorts. Chairman Peter called this boisterous group to order and presented the topic for discussion. It seemed that Almighty God had been su- premely disturbed of late, and St. Peter, with the able assistance of the Blessed Mother had uncovered the cause for His august disturbance. The Chairman then continued to explain how Mary had very tactfully learned that the dear Lord was extremely worried about the spiritual welfare of His people. The ungrateful mortals constantly committed sins and seemed to have forgotten their purpose in life. God felt that this disaster was due to the lack of sisters and priests to spread His Word and care for spiritual needs. Chairman Peter then opened the meeting to suggestions. St. john rose and stated, NPete, I'd gladly go back to earth and relive a whole life- time for our dear Master. Some impulsive souls agreed with him, but others had inspired ideas of their own. St. Margaret Mary felt that JOANN BECKER, '55 she should be allotted a committee for the pur- pose of placing a picture of the Sacred Heart in every home. Some industrious spirits volun- teered. There was so much confusion that the chair failed to recognize a slender but firm hand being raised. In an obscure corner of the room the Blessed Mother had pensively con- sidered the problem and now patiently awaited an opportunity to speak. Shortly, the din having been subdued, the Chairman graciously gave this esteemed guest permission to address the assembly. My dear childrenfi began Mother Mary, these are in- deed unholy times and I feel, as does my Son, that the evident lack of religious vocations is causing this present crisis. Now, on earth there are many girls and boys named in your honor. I feel, if you vigilantly prod your namesakes, more sacred callings will result. This wise suggestion was applauded by all and St. Peter quickly called for a vote on the proposi- tion. The council unanimously agreed to Mary's proposal and Chairman Peter moved that the Celestial Council be adjourned. Peterls brother, Andrew, seconded the motion and the Church Triumphant returned to their heavenly dwell- ings. Now, if your name should happen to be Peter and you hear a deep voice calling you to the priesthood, you had better listen, for S-t. Peter is a very obstinate fellow. Or, if your Christian name is john and a gentle voice draws you to the brotherhood, heed his words, for St. John is inflamed with love for Christ. Mary, if a sweet voice is audible to you and you feel an attraction to the sisterhood, sign your name on the dotted line, for the Blessed Mother will persist until you join the ranks of God's hand- maids. Boys and girls everywhere, listen very at- tentively as you perform your daily activities, for your patron saints have many areas to cover. Donlt force them to drag you by the collar, but go along willingly, so that these zealous workers of God can give Chairman Peter a good report at the next meeting of the Celestial Council. HIS FIRST DA TE T WAS THE FLASHY, colored advertisement that attracted Andy's attention as he walked down the corridor. This showy poster was a sure enough sign that the Freshman Dance was going to be held soon. During the entire day, there was a continual buzzing from one to the other, each debating how, when, and what girls they would ask to their biggest dance of the year. Finally, after a heated controversy, they decided that each one must muster enough courage to ask a 'Kgirlf' Now for Andy, with his bashful ways, this would be pure torment. With heavy, lead-like steps, he trudged un- steadily toward the phone. After awkwardly lifting up the black instrument of torture, he proceeded to dial Denise's number. With in- creasing nervousness, he switched the conversa- tion from sports, to weather, to popular songs, Daddy, will you come with me And review a path which I can see? It covers all my sixteen years With all their smiles, and yes, some tears. I know I seldom gave a thought To him who paid for the things I bought, Who squealed and carried on with me, When I was but a tot of three. You bought the dolly on my bed, The two of us were both well fed. You dressed me like a princess fine, When you and I went out to dine. Through sacrifices you have made, I find myself in this tenth grade, To learn to know the right from wrong, That in my soul I'll be more strong. You hear a thank you every day, And yet I know no better way So, let me say it just once more, Thank you, Daddy, more and more. I Nancy Halper, '57 GERRY MASINGTON, '55 BETTY EICHNER, '55 and then to the dance. Much to his dismay, Andy discovered that Denise and her parents would be visiting in New York that weekend. At that moment, he made a firm resolution never, but never to ask another girl out. He was a dejected and broken-hearted male, dis- gusted with fickle women. As the days passed into weeks, he faithfully kept his hasty promise until 'tshe came along. Last year, long ago, Cindy was his eighth grade sweetheart. The Battle of the Bulge was a skirmish compared with his private conflict. After days of serious thinking, he reached a final decision. He decided to cast aside his former useless resolution and to ask her to the dance. They were Hthe most to say the leastv as they danced across the floor. !m'lf1Z '7aue 'Wad . . A Freshman is a sparkling lass, Who comes to school with glee, Who never fails in tasks assigned, At least-so it should be. A Sophomore is a haughty lass, Who flaunts her mighty name, Who lords it over every frosh, Don't frown-we did the same. A Junior is a merry lass, Who dreads the thought of books, Who likes to study ads instead, Why?-To improve her looks. A Senior is a lucky lass, Who dreams of days ahead, Who looks to God for strength and help To know-Which path to tread. Joann Becker and Bernadine Nickels, '55 A Real Hero! T WAS A HOT, sticky summer morning in the middle of july. High in the sky, the sun cast its golden rays upon the sweltering earth. Everyone felt exhausted and couldn't imagine why, but, since it was vacation time, it didn't really matter. The Kelly family were especially happy since, only a few days ago, they had decided to get away from the city heat and now they were vacationing in Ventnor, New jersey. jimmy Kelly was an average, good-looking boy who was greatly interested in sports and whose six feet of bone made him a useful mem- ber of any team. He was just seventeen and in September would be a mighty Senior. Since to- day was a special day, jim was up quite early and did not seem to mind the almost unbearable heat. After eating and doing various sorts of exercises, he decided he had better get started. Being the proud possessor of a driver's license, young Jim hopped into his '39 Ford and drove down to the beach, a total distance of three blocks. Upon reaching his destination, he found the candidates already lined up. A glance at his watch -told him that he was just on time. He took his place in line beside his friend Tommy, a rough and ready sort of boy who always pre- ferred any game in the open air to any book in a library. There were nine of them-nine hopeful aspi- rants for that all-important job of lifeguard. Since only four would be picked, jim realized that he would have to put everything he had into the mile and a half race. One glance at the mighty ocean with its never-resting waves, roll- ing and crashing in curving clouds of foam against the sandy surf confirmed this conviction. But even though his chances were about 50-50, Jim could already see himself as Hhero of the beach. He dreamed of all the fun he would have sitting on his stand, listening to his port- able radio, and enjoying the secenery-but, most of all, he imagined himself surrounded by a bevy of pretty Ventnor girls who, he knew, would not be able to resist his magnetic personality. In fact, Jim was so wrapped up in his thoughts that a sudden poke from Tom made him realize that it was about time for the race to start. The captain of the guards was telling them to be MARY BOYLE, '56 especially careful because of the strong current. Then his whistle sounded and nine youthful figures dashed hopefully into the invigorating waters. At first, they all looked like channel swimmers but the captain smiled as he realized that they could never keep up such a terrific pace. A little later the f'mermen were on their way back to the sandy shore which must have looked as far away to them as the horizon does to us. Jim was particularly tired. How he wished he had taken Tommy's advice and had come home early from the beach party last night! l As he continued to swim he felt his energy constantly growing less and less. Trying to put his feet on the bottom, jim discovered that he was still out over his head. Then he tried, with- out result, to match human skill against the power of the wind and sea. Yes, jim could see that he was getting nowhere fast and that the strong current was getting the best of him. Yet if he could only swim a little farther he would be able to walk in. The thought came to him that maybe a prayer to St. jude would help, although he realized that water wings would have been much more practical. Meanwhile, seven of the candidates had just reached shore, wholly unaware of jimls plight. Tom's sixth sensel' told him that all was not well with jim. With split-second timing, he had turned back and was struggling fiercely against the current in an effort to reach the now drowning youth. Jim's fears were suddenly dis- pelled as Tom neared him and dragged him out of the deep and into the shallow water. If one thing was clear to jim, it was that Tom was a real friend. When Jim arrived home he was greeted by many inquisitive faces but he knew that if his kid-sister, Peggy, found out he would never hear the end of it. So, he kept the secret to himself. Imagine jim's embarrassment the next morn- ing when his father read him the headlines of the sports page- Lifeguard-to-be rescued. jim had learned, however, that being a hero, whether it be of the beach or anywhere else, isn't as easy as it appears. It requires courage and stamina. Ask Tommy, the hero of Ventnor's Beach. He knows. the funny thing is-they do happen . . . Two Miracles ETE BARNES, weary with concern about his twelve-year-old daughter, Edith, walked slowly, dejectedly, up the steps to the hospital entrance. A slight case of grippe had developed into lobar pneumonia and she had been whisked to the hospital. He wondered how the youngster must feel. Was she frightened by the strange faces, the unfamiliar room and the array of mystifying tubes and apparatus? Being so ill, he reasoned, she probably wouldn't notice any of this. Now, he was in Dr. Myers' waiting room, oblivious of other anxious faces. Concentrating deeply on the situation, he wished he could ex- change places with Edith. This was a ridiculous idea, he knew, since it would accomplish nothing except to place Mary and their four other chil- dren in a worse position. If there were a God in Heaven, why didn't He help? By now, He must know Mary's and the children's voices by heart. They always con- fided in Him. Pete Barnes had been taught as a child to recognize and respect a greater Power. This was his introduction to and the termination of his religious education. At his marriage he had promised not to hinder his wife or children in the practice of their faith. He was a man of honor and principle, even though he had little concept of God and His powers, so he had kept his word. Though Mary and the children dis- played complete love and trust in God, Pete couldn't follow their example. Yes, he recog- nized God but he felt independent of His help. Praying and such were for people who had to lean on something or someone. Mr, Barnes, please! . . . Mr. Barnes?'l Oh yes, I'm sorry. I was thinking. Hastily greeting Dr. Myers, he asked, f'What's the story, Doctor? What is Edith's condition? Mr, Barnes, I'm going to be frank. The child is in a very critical condition. Her chances are very slight, mainly because of the attack of scarlet fever two months ago. Of course, everything possible is being donef' Pete, stunned, said nothing. Actually, he knew it, but he just wouldn't face the truth. Looking at Pete's waxen expression, the Doctor CATHERINE B. YEAGER, '55 took him by the arm and guided him down the hall to Edith's room. Mary was at the telephone when they entered, quietly asking for Father McCluskey, her own confessor. There was no need to tell her any- thing. She realized the gravity of the illness. The convulsive gasps emerging from the tent told the story. The bag, filled with air, seemed to expand and withdraw less and less evidently. Mary and Pete entered the vacant room next door-Mary fingered her rosary and Pete sat with his head in his hands. He was thinking of Mary's resignation to God's will and again, of the family's dependence on God. Unknowingly, he was beginning to realize the importance and comfort of sharing sorrow and leaning on some- one else. How inadequate and alone he felt! In a kind of whisper he said, 'fGod, help her! Please let her live. It was such a tiny prayer but it was the first he had ever uttered. He lifted his wet face just as the door opened and Father McCluskey entered to tell them he had administered the last Sacraments. The vigil lasted far into the night-Pete sat in an armchair, Mary, exhausted, lay on a cot. A nurse also was there watching for any change. In a half sleep, Pete was startled by a voice. Doctor Myers was standing there with a smile on his face. He said, Edith has passed the crisis and I have a feeling the thanks doesn't belong to the miracle drugs but rather to a 'Miraclef According to science and Medical Journals, there should have been no recovery. Pete got up weakly and again his eyes were wet but this time, with sheer gratitude. It was two weeks later, Christmas Day, and the traffic in and out of room 604 was end- less. Edith., a vivacious little girl, had become friendly with most of the patients on her floor as well as the doctors and nurses. Gifts were piled in every available spot but the Manger held the place of honor. Father McCluskey came to wish Edith a Happy Christmas and Pete walked with him to the entrance of the hos- pital. Father, Pete said, would you be willing to instruct me in the teachings of the Catholic Faith? Peg learned that . . All That Glitters ls Not Gold S IT STOOD THERE, bright and re- splendent, the gleaming, gold cup was the center of the admiring group. The sun, casting its warm rays through the windows, served to emphasize the pure richness of the trophy. Suddenly, the attention of everyone was drawn to a short, stocky man, rapping on the desk for attention. ffFirst of allf' he announced, lid like to welcome, on behalf of Forrest College, -the ora- tors from four states, to the third annual speech tournament. As you all know, the prize for the school earning the greatest number of points, is the beautiful trophy before you. It has been won in the past two years by Cathedral High and, if they succeed in capturing it this year, the cup is to remain there permanently. There- fore, without further delay, I shall outline the day's events, of which there will be five: debating, public speaking, extempore speaking, discussion, and dramatic reading. Any school represented by more -than three speakers in each event will be disqualified. Also, any speaker, late for an event, is disqualified and his or her school loses any points gained in that event by any other speakers. The first event begins at 10:30 A. M. and the last one will end at 5:00 P. M. Please return to this room by 5:30 P. M. for the an- nouncement of the award. Looking around the room, the viewer is greeted with a variety of expressions on the faces of the young boys and girls seated informally about this spacious chamber. Some faces reflect appre- hensiong some, hopefulnessg others, worry, a few, eagerness, and still more, excitement. After Dr. Hostler concluded his speech, draw- ings began to determine the placement of the schools in the forthcoming events. As Peggy Livingstone turned around to speak to the other representatives of Saint Margaret's Academy, she could not overcome a feeling of excitement, mingled with apprehension, creeping up inside of her, Although Peg was an experi- enced speaker, she was always seized with a pre- tournament nervousness. Victory could mean a great deal to St. Margaret's. How happy she would be to contribute to the attainment of that PHYLLIS A. LI VoLsI, '55 victory! Continual preparation and practice for over two months would then be richly re- warded. The first event was debating, to be followed immediately by lunch. Next, came public speak- ing. At two o'clock, Peggy and two of her friends were crossing the campus in search of the build- ing in which the extempore speaking was to be held. After being told by a passer-by that it was a ten minute walk, Peg and her chums were alarmed to note that they had exactly fifteen minutes before the event would begin. Realizing that disqualification was the penalty for tardi- ness, the girls increased their pace to a near run. Suddenly a car, seemingly coming out of no- where, in a burst of speed, careened and swerved from its straight course and rushed straight for a panic-stricken, elderly woman, who was attempt- ing to cross the street. Before anything could be done, the car sent the woman sprawling in the street. The girls, half dazed, ran over to the vic- tim and tried to help her. The car, without the least halt, raced headlong down the street at top speed, leaving the girls numb with disbelief. Fortunately, the hit-and-run vehicle had only grazed the woman, but she was in a state of un- consciousness. With nobody nearby, they were at a loss as to what to do. Attempting bravely to regain her composure, Peg sent Mary to find a doctor or, at any rate, a person who could help them. A few minutes later, Mary returned with a doctor and the woman was quickly trans- ported to the hospital. Of course, the girls went along to the hospital in case the woman might regain consciousness while being driven. Not until after the doctor told the girls that every- thing would be all right, did they realize that they had been disqualified from the event. Look- ing at their watches, all were surprised to see that it was a little after four o'clock. Because of the kindness of the doctor who drove them back to the campus, the girls arrived at the college by a quarter to five. Peg decided that since all the other schools were participating in events at this moment, a visit to the chapel would be in order. Kneeling in prayer, each girl's thoughts dwelt on the situation in which they had just been involved. Without voicing it, each one feared that disqualification in -the extempore event would ruin their school's chances for the cup. Yet, if they had it to repeat, Peg and her friends realized that their course of action would have been the same. Leaving the chapel several minutes later, the girls met the other students of St. Margaret's. Mary began to relate their story. Gee, I wouldn't have known what to do and I'm sure I'd have been scared to death! ex- claimed Joyce, breathlessly. I hope our chances won't be ruined by your disqualification, interjected Gail, realistically. We're hoping that, also, said Peg, although we will just have to leave it up to Godf' Hurrying back to the announcement room, the contingent from Saint Margaretls exchanged greetings with the other ora-tors, returning from the last scheduled event. All faces were alight with eager anticipation. Finally, after weeks of preparation, their toil was to be rewarded with success-all hoped. Silence prevailed as Dr. Hostler began to speak. We realize that this has been a long and tedious day for you competitors, and I know that you are all eagerly awaiting the name of the winner. After carefully tabulating the points, we find the winner to be Cathedral High, scoring 94 points. In second place, St. Margaret's, with 93 points, and third, St. Joachim's with 80 points. On the basis of this, the trophy will be aaa ,uma 12011 Children, be kind to your neighbors, just bid them the time of the day, A smile won't cost you a penny, But a kind word will go a long way. Be kind to the homeless, the blind and the poor, God loves them dearly, you know. just lend a hand when it's needed, You reap only what you sow. Don't let this vast world fool you, Do things for the good of your soul. The kind deeds you do in this world, Will put you on God's Honor Roll. Ann Gallagher, '56 retired to Cathedral High with our sincerest compliments. Thank you all for making this tournament at Forrest College a success. 'KI wonlt cry, thought Peg. HI won't look silly in front of all these people. After all, we're second. Despite her brave front, Peg felt weighed down by a heart of lead. The sickening reali- zation that her disqualification meant the cup, dwelt with Peg. She couldn't justify her con- science with the knowledge that an elderly woman had been aided. All that she could see was the brilliant, gleaming, gold trophy permanently placed in the hall of her arch-rivals. No words of consolation from her chums could help, it seemed. Sensing the tears beginning to well up, Peggy decided to bring her troubled mind to God. Only He could console her now. Upon reaching the chapel, she sank down in one of the pews. A sense of complete rest crept over Peg as she quietly knelt in this serene, tranquil abode. Fumbling in her purse, Peg found what she was looking for. It was the prayer that Father Cartwright had given her last week. Ah, here are -the words I want, thought Peggy. 'Q . . Help me, O Lord, to accept Thy Will. Even though what we desire may seem meet and just to our finite minds, aid us to realize Thy infinite wisdom . . f' Yes, Peg realized that inner peace and the realization that what we have done is right is far greater and more precious than a thousand trophies of pure, solid gold. p t.t. Dear Mother, my guide to Heaven be, May the light of God's love shine upon me. Show my faltering steps the way, Help me to do God's will this day. In death's last agony, Mother dear, Then, above all, oh, please, be near. That forever in Heaven I may rest, With your Son and you in eternity blest. Elizabeth Zanine, '57 I SHOULD HAVE REALIZED I CAN REMEMBER PLAINLY the day they moved into the big white house next door to me. And I never, until this day, realized why they left. I suppose they had a good enough reason. It was stupid of me not to notice, not to know. The Jacksons arrived shortly after 1:00 P. M. on that particular Saturday. It was one of those cold, dreary days when the biting winds would pierce one's body like a newly-sharpened knife. The furious winds, combined with the constant banging of the screens, caused a howling and screeching sound. As I sat sewing the final hem on the altar cloth, I felt that this was a sign, a warning. The neighborhood has changed quite a bit in the past years. Most of my friends have moved to the city and some of them have even passed away. No, there's not too much left for a woman who has grown old. The things that meant so much to me in my youth are now re- placed by the new and modern. We see the old movie house as an elaborate night club. Even Eddie's Candy Shop is now a famous restaurant. These young folks have really taken over the town, but I imagine they are entitled to their own life. I know none of them yet, for they have never spoken -to me. Several times, I've passed the children playing in the lot. They have fun there by themselves. I only pray that they don't grow up to be as hard and malicious as some of the parents. How cruel can they be? Do they treat others the way they treated the Jacksons? Mrs. Jackson made her acquaintance with me a short time after moving into her new home. She was a polite, well-spoken woman who, I imagine, through our conversation, was about thirty. Her husband, a laborer, worked for the railroad in the nearby town. In hopes of some- day being a physician, he would stay in town three nights a week to attend school. Those nights, when her husband would stay in town, EILEEN CLEARKIN, '55 Mrs. Jackson would sometimes visit me. We would talk about the usual -things, all the trouble moving entails and how hard it is to get settled in a new town and make friends. But Mrs. Jackson had more than just the usual troubles, she was not accepted by the community. They wanted no part of her or her family, and they showed her this in every way possible. Night after night, she would cry and tell me what they had done to her that day. Monday, it was broken windows. Tuesday, the car was spattered with paint, Wednesday, threatening 'phone calls at all hours of -the night. Every day there was something new, something more malicious and hateful. This went on for two months. They would not stop! They did not care whom they hurt. The Jacksons could not be accepted. Why? Mrs. Jackson and I helped each other in various ways. I gave her some slight consola- tion, and she, in return, gave me pleasant com- pany. I rarely had company. Once in a while an old friend would drop by, but this did not happen often. Starry, my dog, has been my steady companion for almost a year now, watch- ing constantly every step I take, each thing I touch. The mind does not work so quickly when it grows old. Each thought must be concentrated on, taken apart and placed together again. Slowly the pieces fall into place and the puzzle forms a picture. And the picture which is the Jackson's story, I shall carry to my grave. Yes, the Jacksons wanted to stay, they niade untold efforts to do so. They ignored the names people shouted at them, the stones they threw, the damage they had done. But, in order to protect their lives, they had to leave. As I said, an old woman's mind is slow. 1 have just realized something I should have reali- zed six months ago. If only I had had Starry's eyes. But how was I to know they were black, when I myself, am blind? to sit or not to sit?-that was the question . . . Babysitting ID YOU EVER BABY-SIT? Perhaps the the experience I will now relate has hap- pened to you. When Mr. and Mrs. Girard 'phoned and asked me if I would baby sit on Saturday night with their seven-year-old son, Dennis, I accepted eagerly, for it would be the first baby-sitting job I id ever had. Soon Saturday night rolled around and I ar- rived at the Girard home, armed with comic books and a new, exciting novel. After receiving me graciously and giving last minute instruc- tions, the Girards left and I was alone with Dennis. As you might well imagine, a growing, healthy seven-year-old boy can be very ener- getic and a bit rumbus-tious, to say the least. Well Dennis, or rather Dennis the Menace,'i as I later nicknamed him, was no exception. At least I learned that much after a few unusual occurrences. Since Mrs. Girard had said that Dennis might stay up for another hour, I gave my permission when he asked if he could eat something in the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later he returned, eating a banana. I certainly didn't mind his eating the banana, but when I fell with a thud on the skin which he had tossed on the floor, I drew the line. Suppressing my anger, I asked if he wanted me to read him a story. Having assented, Dennis brought me The Tiger and the Monkey. During the reading I was assailed with about fifty questions, ranging from What's a monkey? to How many tigers are in the zoo? After struggling through that, I was all 'too happy to put The Menace to bed. Sleep not only would do him good, but in bed he couldn't plague me. Or, so I thought. My thoughts, however, were doomed to disap- pointment. Dennis arose about half a dozen times on various pretenses and I could not con- centrate on my interesting novel. Finally he dozed off and I crept downstairs determined to finish the book in peace. With Dennis asleep, the house was deathly still. Since there was no television, I was content to read The Ghost in the Cemetery. It was a spine-chilling novel, grotesque and suspenseful, Soon I was com- pletely lost in it. Outside, the wind howled and - 1 PHYLLIS A. LI VoLsr, '55 the windows rattled, providing a perfect setting for my murder story. As I neared the end, the plot drew to a climax and the murderer was hanged. However, on the last page, I read that his accomplice was still on the lurk. Closing the book, I was left with a cold, clammy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have read that book here alone, I told myself. I'l1 read a comic to take my mind from that silly nonsense. The names on the comic books served only to intensify my discomfort. These names, HOR- ROR, 'tWEIRD, etc., greeted my eyes. I-Iow did they get there? I didn't bring them. Sud- denly, I knew. Dennis had switched them. He knew I was here all alone and he wanted to scare me. Well, I'd show him. What was that! I distinctly heard footsteps slowly climbing the cellar steps. I began to shiver. What shall I do? Suppose it's a burglar! Oh, donlt be silly! It couldn't be. Or could it? Am I sure? What if it is someone? Here I am all alone. The silence began taking the shape of a menacing monster, waiting to catch me. It began to close in all around me. Suddenly, the footsteps stop- ped. Good! The Girards will be home soon. It was probably a figment of my imagination. As I sat in the chair, I could feel someone behind me. Oh God, please help me! Should I look? Suddenly I jerked around and nothing more ominous than blank space greeted me. Was that a face in the window? I could feel myself developing into a bundle of nerves. If there were only someone with me to take my mind off all this. Dennis was upstairs asleep and, even if he weren't, he certainly wouldnit be much help. As I sat there alone, how I longed for company. Suddenly, I heard a voice. Since my nerves were on edge already, all I needed was something as unexpected as that to set them off. I jumped almost sky high and then I realized that I knew the voice, It was Dennis. With a petulent ex- pression on his face, he slowly came down the steps. As devilish as he was, his was a welcome face at that moment. Anyone was better than that terrible silence. Much to my surprise, Den- nis said, I'm awfully sorry about changing the comic books. If there really had been a burglar struggle and of their children, who now had families of their own, Now, Peter, said Pop, you will begin your first job with me, tomorrow. Peter was thrilled. But, where?l' he asked. At my shoe-repair shop, of course, an- swered Pop. The next day, Peter learned from Pop the art of shoemending, and before long, he was speaking English and mending shoes with equal skill. Peter soon had many friends and was learning to distinguish between the successful people and the unsuccessful. These early ob- servations and his humble past filled him with the determination to be successful himself. Hard work and a frugal life, he thought, were the keys to successf' He practiced this motto and soon he had, with Pop's blessing a shop of his own. In less than a year, Peter had sent home enough money to buy his mother new clothes and his father new farm tools. The little village was buzzing with Peter's success story. Those few who were not convinced had their doubts dispelled when they learned that he had now arranged passage to America for his brother, Nicholas. Before another year had passed, their brother, Anton, was joining his older brothers in KC the travels of . . 14 penny There they all lie in a copper mound. What memories in them are found? See this tarnished one, new in '48. It has seen worry, every form of fate. Bright, new, without any trace of wear, Clutched tightly in a hand, pink and fair. The child watches closely and lets it drop, As the pile mounts higher to the piggy bank's top. The gaunt, old man, tottering and pale, Assured it will clink without fail Into his battered, old metal cup, Knows soon, he'll have a morsel to sup. Carelessly it passes from hand to hand, To some it means less than a grain of sand. Others, it beckons on like a flame, Attaining its grasp is no easy game. So it has traveled among varied and many, This tarnished, this whitened, this tired, old penny. Suzanne Simard, '55 America. By this time, however, Peter was planning new ventures and greater successes. Soon, the three boys were able to move west- ward. Here, Peter's honesty, good judgment and hard work launched -them into a flourishing business, which was to grow and prosper until it became one of the outstanding enterprises in the country. Its founder, the skinny. immigrant boy, became one of America's millionaires. Anyone less sincere might by now have for- gotten his friends, helping hands, and encourag- ing smiles, but not Peter. For, true to his promise of long ago, he brought to America all of his family and any of the townsfolk who wished to come. More than that, he befriended, literally, thousands of people, personally, and later, thousands more, regardless of race, color, or creed. I Peterls only regret was that he could not live long enough to see the whole world recognize and 'appreciate the noble purposes to which the American way of life is dedicated. In his last will, dictated from his death bed, he said, UI leave to the government of my be- loved America, a sanctuary of liberty, all my remaining worldly goods, in appreciation for the good, happy and free life she has given me. May this land never perish from the earthll'-Peter. My qaiencf I have a Friend who walks with me, Down the path of life. He is my Comfort and my Joy, Through gladness and through strife. I always put my hand in His, And let Him lead the way. Soon I find that we grow closer, With each passing day. He kneels beside me when I pray To His Father up above, And helps me ask for many things, To give the ones I love. I guess you know His name by now, His Kingdom has no end. He's Jesus Christ, the Son of God, My Savior and my Friend. Mary Jo Checchia, '55 to sit or not to sit?-that was the question . . . Babysitting ID YOU EVER BABY-SIT? Perhaps the the experience I will now relate has hap- pened to you. When Mr. and Mrs. Girard 'phoned and asked me if I would baby sit on Saturday night with their seven-year-old son, Dennis, I accepted eagerly, for it would be the first baby-sitting job I'd ever had. Soon Saturday night rolled around and I ar- rived at the Girard home, armed with comic books and a new, exciting novel. After receiving me graciously and giving last minute instruc- tions, the Girards left and I was alone with Dennis. As you might well imagine, a growing, healthy seven-year-old boy can be very ener- getic and a bit rumbustious, to say the least. Well Dennis, or rather Dennis the Menacef' as I later nicknamed him, was no exception. At least I learned that much after a few unusual occurrences. Since Mrs. Girard had said that Dennis might stay up for another hour, I gave my permission when he asked if he could eat something in the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later he returned, eating a banana. I certainly didn't mind his eating the banana, but when I fell with a thud on the skin which he had tossed on the floor, I drew the line. Suppressing my anger, I asked if he wanted me to read him a story. Having assented, Dennis brought me 'fThe Tiger and the Monkey. During the reading I was assailed with about fifty questions, ranging from What's a monkey? to How many tigers are in the zoo? After struggling through that, I was all 'too happy to put The Menace -to bed. Sleep not only would do him good, but in bed he couldn't plague me. Or, so I thought. My thoughts, however, were doomed to disap- pointment. Dennis arose about half a dozen times on various pretenses and I could not con- centrate on my interesting novel. Finally he dozed off and I crept downstairs determined to flnish the book in peace. With Dennis asleep, the house was deathly still. Since there was no television, I was content to read The Ghost in the Cemetery. It was a spine-chilling novel, grotesque and suspenseful. Soon I was com- pletely lost in it. Outside, the wind howled and 1 PHYLLIS A. L1 VOLSI, '55 the windows rattled, providing a perfect setting for my murder story. As I neared the end, the plot drew to a climax and the murderer was hanged. However, on the last page, I read that his accomplice was still on the lurk. Closing the book, I was left with a cold, clammy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have read that book here alone, I told myself. I'l1 read a comic to take my mind from that silly nonsense. The names on the comic books served only to intensify my discomfort. These names, HOR- ROR, WEIRD, etc., greeted my eyes. How did they get there? I didn't bring them. Sud- denly, I knew. Dennis had switched them. He knew I was here all alone and he wanted to scare me. Well, I'd show him. What was that! I distinctly heard footsteps slowly climbing the cellar steps. I began to shiver. What shall I do? Suppose itls a burglar! Oh, don't be silly! It couldnlt be. Or could it? Am I sure? What if it is someone? Here I am all alone. The silence began taking the shape of a menacing monster, waiting to catch me. It began to close in all around me. Suddenly, the footsteps stop- ped. Good! The Girards will be home soon. It was probably a figment of my imagination. As I sat in the chair, I could feel someone behind me. Oh God, please help me! Should I look? Suddenly I jerked around and nothing more ominous than blank space greeted me. Was that a face in the window? I could feel myself developing into a bundle of nerves. If there were only someone with me to take my mind off all this. Dennis was upstairs asleep and, even if he werenlt, he certainly wouldn't be much help. As I sat there alone, how I longed for company. Suddenly, I heard a voice. Since my nerves were on edge already, all I needed was something as unexpected as that to set th-em off. I jumped almost sky high and then I realized that I knew the voice, It was Dennis. Wi-th a petulent ex- pression on his face, he slowly came down the steps. As devilish as he was, his was a welcome face at that moment. Anyone was better than that terrible silence. Much to my surprise, Den- nis said, 'Tm awfully sorry about changing the comic books. If there really had been a burglar down the cellar, he wouldn't have surprised me as much as those words did. More surprising were his following words. Ulf you want me to, Illl wait up with you, so you wonlt be so afraidf' That coming from HThe Menace was something to hear. Although I wanted him to stay with me, I realized my responsibilities and thanked him and sent him up to bed. Growing Pains bs UT, DAD, Suzie is still a babylll Mom exclaimed, 'fShe's growing up entirely too fast. Faster than I can believe. She will be thir- teen her next birthday, but to think she has come to this already, Dad said. f'Maybe, we're just plain old-fashioned! Suzie was upstairs finishing some of her home- work when she overheard what her parents had said. One word stuck in her brain. Old-fashioned! They certainly are. Here I am practically a mature young lady and not allowed to do anythingf' Suzie came downstairs to the living-room to champion her cause. She arrived just in time to hear her Mother say, UI don't want to hear another Word about it, at least, not 'til next year. She is still too young. Dennis had done much to alleviate my fears and soon after that his parents came home. To say that I was glad to see them, was putting it mildly. I was really overjoyed. I would have been a nervous wreck if it hadnlt been for guess who? You guessed it. My darling Dennis. I need not tell you that he is nicknamed THE MENACEW no longer. A BARBARA JARDEL, '55 LORRAINE CUMMINGS, '55 DOLORES GALE, '55 ffTo think I'll have to wait another year! Suzie thought, feeling sorry for herself. She could restrain herself no longer. Mother, everyone else in school is allowed but me, I'm-.H H 'fSuzie, please go to your room until you can learn a little self-control. As she climbed the stairs to her room, the sad, young lady realized she needed someone to help her, someone to tell her troubles to, someone to intercede for her.. After she had finished her homework, she knelt down to say her night prayers: UGod bless Mommy, Daddy, Granny, Bobby and Dixie, and please donft forget to talk to them about a pair of high heels. Our Lady Cf The litany HROUGHOUT THE CENTURIES Our Lady has been known to be a Source of Help to those in distress, a Haven midst the Tempest, and a Refuge of the Oppressed. But to me, she is more than any of these. To me, she is the lighthouse on the shore, guiding those souls who have lost their way in the storm of sin. Mary is my Ivory Tower of Hope. As I journey across the sea of life, her noble counte- nance beckons me ever onward. Many, many times I have been overcome by waves of hatred and sin, but always she has come to my aid and, with her help, I have been able to combat these snares of the devil. No matter how lost and bewildered my soul may become, it will always find an abundance of light and hope within her ever Pure and Immaculate Heart. This heart, ' SHEILA ANN MACKIE, '55 so saturated with love for all mankind! If I always turn my eyes toward her lovable image that stands on the shores of eternity, what graces and favors I shall obtain through her in- tercession! Her love leaps out to all who call on her for assistance. And when at last the tide of life ebbs away and I find myself a stranger in that new life, it is she who will come forth to meet me. Taking me by the hand, she will lead me to her Son, and He will smile on me as one of His favored children, Then, Mary and I shall wait for others who will arrive in that life after death. For Mary will always be' standing on the shores of eternity to help those who need her. She is our Hope, our Refuge and our Strength. PETER'S GIFTS FROM AMERICA ANY PEOPLE CAME to pay their re- spects to Peter. He had a host of friends because during his life, this generous German had befriended his fellow man whenever pos- sible. His love of humanity was nurtured by the memory of his humble beginning with its poverty and hardships. His family had been good and holy, and long ago, they had prayed for deliverance from their difficult life. One day, Peteris mother had said, t'Let us all sacrifice and save every bit of money possible, so that we can send our eldest son, Peter, to America, that he may have an oppor- tunity to rise above the poverty in which he has been reared. After many months of hard work and self- sacrifice, the ambitious family had saved enough money to send Peter on his great adventure. His father had contacted an old friend in the New World who would gladly welcome and pro- vide a home for his son. Nearly everybody in the village knew of Peter's forthcoming journey, and when the day arrived for his departure, all the villagers ac- companied the traveler to the station, where, after kissing and embracing all, our young ad- venturer boarded the train. There was scarcely a dry eye in the crowd as the small train pulled away from the platform. The excited Peter enjoyed the new experience of riding in this strange vehicle. As mile added to mile between him and his home, his joy changed to sorrow at the thought of leaving his family and friends, and he became fearful of the task confronting him-that of making his own way in a country far from his family. Is it any wonder, for our young traveler was but twelve years of age? The little train rolled along and after a day and a night, Peter arrived in a great city, with its large station, great buildings and wide streets. All of this Peter greeted with astonishment and curiosity, for he had read of such places, but had never imagined they could possibly be so magnificent. As instructed by his parents, he went to the information desk in the station and inquired ADRIENNE M. DONAGHUE, '58 where and how he could reach the port from which his boat would sail that evening. Follow- ing the directions given, he walked along, en- joying the shop windows and the busy, crowded streets. Finally, arriving at the proper pier, he was more astonished than ever when he sighted the huge ship. He boarded the vessel and was simply amazed at its wonders. After much excitement and many questions, Peter was shown to his fourth-class quarters which made little difference to him because each new step of his journey became more revealing. Peter was to spend many days in crossing the Atlantic Ocean, and, except for two spells of sea sickness, he enjoyed it more than anything else in his life. Finally, he sighted that wondrous land he had read about-that land called America. It was as he had heard, a country with many tall buildings, a huge harbor and most important, a Statue of Liberty, which seemed to express the many freedoms of his new home. As his boat drew alongside the dock, Peter anxiously sought Pop Zeitsinger, wondering all the time whether the old gentleman would recognize him. All of a sudden, he heard a deep, German voice calling to him, t'Peter, Peter, over here, mein liebchenf' The boy's attention was drawn to a rotund man, hurrying -to embrace the little foreigner. Peter, with tears in his eyes, put his arms around Popls neck and sobbed, You are Poppa's friend, no? 77 f'Ya! Ya! Welcome to America!'i greeted his friend. 'fDry your eyes, you shall come home with me to Anna and have a good supper. Away they went, arm in arm, each carrying one of Peter's old bags. Anna beamed when she met Peter and pressed him to her bosom. Then she took his bags and showed him to his room. His foster mother filled a basin so that he might wash his hands and face. Then, all sat down to supper. When the meal was finished, they went into the parlor and listened to Peter's tale of Germany and of his family. Then, Pop Zeitsinger told of his long-ago voyage to America, of their early struggle and of their children, who now had families of their own. HNow, Peter, said Pop, Uyou will begin your first job with me, tomorrow. Peter was thrilled. But, where? he asked. At my shoe-repair shop, of course,l' an- swered Pop. The next day, Peter learned from Pop the art of shoemending, and before long, he was speaking English and mending shoes with equal skill. Peter soon had many friends and was learning -to distinguish between the successful people and the unsuccessful. These early ob- servations and his humble past filled him with the determination to be successful himself. Hard work and a frugal life, he thought, f'were the keys to success. He practiced this motto and soon he had, with Pop's blessing a shop of his own. In less than a year, Peter had sent home enough money to buy his mother new clothes and his father new farm tools. The little village was buzzing with Peter's success story. Those few who were not convinced had their doubts dispelled when they learned that he had now arranged passage to America for his bro-ther, Nicholas. Before another year had passed, their brother, Anton, was joining his older brothers in the travels of . . A penn? There they all lie in a copper mound. What memories in them are found? See this tarnished one, new in '48. It has seen worry, every form of fate. Bright, new, without any trace of wear, Clutched tightly in a hand, pink and fair. The child watches closely and lets it drop, As the pile mounts higher to the piggy bank's top. The gaunt, old man, tottering and pale, Assured it will clink without fail Into his battered, old metal cup, Knows soon, he'll have a morsel to sup. Carelessly it passes from hand to hand, To some it means less than a grain of sand. Others, it beckons on like a flame, Attaining its grasp is no easy game. So it has traveled among varied and many, This tarnished, this whitened, this tired, old penny. Suzanne Simard, '55 America. By this time, however, Peter was planning new ventures and greater successes. Soon, the three boys were able to move west- ward. Here, Peter's honesty, good judgment and hard work launched them into a flourishing business, which was to grow and prosper until it became one of the outstanding enterprises in the country. Its founder, the skinny. immigrant boy, became one of America's millionaires. Anyone less sincere might by now have for- gotten his friends, helping hands, and encourag- ing smiles, but not Peter. For, true to his promise of long ago, he brought to America all of his family and any of the townsfolk who wished to come. More than that, he befriended, literally, thousands of people, personally, and later, thousands more, regardless of race, color, or creed. Peter's only regret was that he could not live long enough to see the whole world recognize and 'appreciate the noble purposes to which the American way of life is dedicated. In his last will, dictated from his death bed, he said, HI leave to the government of my be- loved America, a sanctuary of liberty, all my remaining worldly goods, in appreciation for the good, happy and free life she has given me. May this land never perish from the earth!'l-Peter. My queue! I have a Friend who walks with me, Down the path of life. He is my Comfort and my joy, Through gladness and through strife. I always put my hand in His, And let Him lead the way. Soon I find that we grow closer, With each passing day. He kneels beside me when I pray To His Father up above, And helps me ask for many things, To give the ones I love. I guess you know His name by now, His Kingdom has no end. He's Jesus Christ, the Son of God, My Savior and my Friend. Mary jo Checchia, ,55 COLLECTING OLLECTING! That's my job, and it has been all through high school. fAnd I'm not referring to trash or knick-knacks.j Up until junior year, it wasn't taken too seriously, but in my third year, we all settled down to business. That was the year of your prom. As you may or may not know, proms require money, and lots of it. The weekly dues were upped to top notch and taxes were imposed on all un- fortunate members whose articles were left on the tops of desks or in lockers. We became rich over night! Then, after a whirlwind of planning, we held our prom, the one, the only, Christmas Rose Cotillionf' And over night we became poor! But, as we all agreed, it was well worth the money spent. Then, after all bills were paid, we really began to save again. We spent these savings on Senior Day, which turned out to be wonderful. We 'fAces had a marvelous time and so did our Buddies And now Senior year is here, and for a change, I'm collecting class dues. Let me attempt to describe to you a normal day of TRYING to collect these dues. Let's say itis a Monday morning and there's a handful of girls standing around, waiting for the 8:45 bell. I walk in and ask if anyone has class dues. Somebody screams, f'What, again? I just paid 254' last week. CI guess she has forgotten that dues are a weekly occurrence.J I explain this to her and she comes up with a quarter. I express my thanks. In the meantime, everybody else has sneaked into a huddle of conversation hoping I won't see them, but I do, and as I approach the circle, I hear a welcoming voice say, Oh, no! Not again! I just bought a dress last Saturday and I'm broke. Come around next week. CThis is usually from a girl who is one week in ar- rears.J I leave her and move on to the next. She stands there laughing. HI can give you 124' now and maybe the rest tomorrowfl I take it! ! ! Then, to find some change! After I give her back 136, she decides she wants to pay 1545 in- stead. And, of course, she wants her change in nickels, so she can be the first in line for the cokes at lunch time. Since then, a few more LETTY REMV, '55 girls have arrived. Once in awhile, somebody comes up and hands me a quarter before I even have a chance to suggest it. CI never come so near to fainting as when this phenomenon oc- curs.j As a rule, I PLEAD. I continue on my way, resolutely joining each circle. I get a few answers such as: Just put it on my bill. or My tuition will handle this. QThat's what they thinklj Then a girl runs up with a five dollar bill. UI-Iere, mark me down for the last four weeks and -the next week after thisf' I do, and there goes my change! Usually, after I lose all my change, I get another bill and I have to shake the bank for some small change. This is quite a job, but I get it! And so on my way,-out into the hall. There, I'm greeted with, Scatter! She wants moneylu QThank goodness I can run a little. I usually catch up with one or two unfortunates.J I'm in luck if they happen to have their pocket- books with them, otherwise, I just get an I.O.U. or a solemn promise to get it at lunch-which, by the way, is eaten up by the time I get there. Then, the last of my collections for the morning takes me to the powder room where everyone is taking off lipstick, taking down pin curls, putting on f'Trimfitl' socks, and polishing 'fsaddle-shoes. I usually get rich here because I take a firm and unyielding station by the door and nobody gets out without enriching my coffers. This is how I play doorman! While I am standing there, somebody comes up and points to my lips. This is to inform me that I have lipstick on. So,.I rub it off, still holding out the other hand for money. Another helpful soul tells me that I have the wrong socks on and so I try to change them. It is when I bend down, that I usually end up in the hall. By this time, the bell has already sounded, and I close my book Cfor awhilej and go to assembly. My next collection starts at lunch. This is murder! Everybody pays me in food. QI'm kidding, I love it.J If I ask for dues, I get two spoonfuls of ice-cream Qworth sp a spoonfulj or a couple of sips of coke. fThis runs about a nickells worth, too.J This collection doesnlt last very long for reasons which I'm sure are easily surmised by you, gentle reader. My final collection is at three o'clock-dis- missal time. Thatls really funny! I may get all of SOL but at least, I get something to add to the rising funds. And so at the end of a Monday, I feel like john W. Snyder and I look like G.I. Joe on his return from battle. Oh yes, I almost forgot, I also conduct a loan agency, which does a thriving business. Every girl, when her bank account is nil, pays her bills from the class dues. This has proved to be very beneficial, since each one pays, as soon as she can, the amount borrowed plus. Some of the girls ride home on the class dues they gave me that dayg but -the next day it comes back two- how proud We should be of . . . fold. Now and then, thirst prevails, and a few cokes are bought, or hunger strikes and the crowd moves to the local snack shop on a loan. This isnlt too helpful to me, because up there, we are inclined to go a little overboard. Even so, the -treasury is reimbursed promptly. At present, we are engaged in saving for our Senior prom. So, I have limited the loans to no more than 5045 per person. You see, we're going to have the best prom ever, because we are the UACESJ' Please don't think Ilm complaining about being the Senior tax collector. I'm just telling you the honor and fun it is to be treasurer for the H43 ACESY' Our Democracy EMOCRACY, a form of government, is a way of life that it sometimes taken for granted by the people who benefit from it. The American people realize what it is to fight for the freedom they know and need. Men have died so that their families and friends could enjoy life the way God intended it to be enjoyed. Anybody can just exist, but it takes a strong kind of person with the backing of a good gov- ernment to have the luxuries that will make his life happy and useful. Education is a main factor of American power. panic-stricken, I realized I was . . . ANNA BONELLI, '55 The happily playing children of today will be the serious, fighting men of tomorrow. They will be taught to decide for themselves, to know what they want in life, and to achieve and main- tain their goals in the best way possible. Today, men are dying for the right to be free, while in other parts of the world, men are de- voting their entire lives to building a govern- ment beneficial only to themselves. The will to work and be educated, combined with the desire for freedom, will keep America the most pow- erful nation in the world. Trapped I COULDN'T MOVE to the left. I couldn't move to the right. I was trapped. He knew it and so did I. I had gotten out of a lot of tough spots before this one, but now I did not know of a way out. There just wasn't any. His men were all around me, and, if I made ANN BEHAN, '55 one bad move, I was done for. But with all my carefulness and planning, he still got the jump on me, Then, getting up from my chair, I said, Gee, Uncle Sam, I don't -think I will ever beat you at a game of checkers! 66 EE, VM SO EXCITED. If it's the last thing I ever do, I'll ask him a ques- tion!l' squealed Phyllis. t'Speaking of questions, Bernie, don't forget to let me see the ones you've prepared, said Nick, the man responsible for our interview with Perry Como. At this point, Father Cassel, our talkative padre, chimed in, f'l'm hungry. f'How about a date, Father? questioned Mrs. Becker. Quite taken back, Father was embar- rassed when offered a chocolate bar as a second choice. Munching contentedly, Jan inquired, f'YVhen shall we get to New York? I'm famishedlu When aren't you, dear? Youlll eat us out of house and home! The car made a turn for the worse as Phyllis, who had never before seen New York, shouted in her high-pitched voice, '4Look at that skyline! Regaining his composure, Nick, our capable driver, promised Phyl that the interior was even more spectacular. I'll tell you what Weill dog to make this trip a little more interesting we'll eat in the restaurant of the C.B.S. Building. 'fEating where the stars eat! l' quoted Phyllis. How exciting! Do you think we might see any cowboys?7, 'YI doubt it,'l said Bernie sarcastically. '4We might see Howdy-Doody, though. With this, Father Cassel broke into a chorus of 'tIt's Howdy-Doody Time' and all the rest of Howdy's fans joined in. Having passed through the Lincoln Tunnel, we found ourselves in the midst of New York's 73 A MEMORABLE MEETING JOANN BECKER, ,SS PHYLLIS LIVOLSI, '55 BERNADINE NICKELS, '55 bustling traffic. Since, as is usually our pre- dicament, we slow-moving Philadelphians were behind schedule, Nick hurriedly parked the car and directed us to the well-known restaurant. Hastily surveying the menu, everyone's eyes lighted up, except Bernie's, at the delicious sug- gestions. Our disgusted editor sighed All this appetizing food and I have an upset stomach! This always happens to me! Please order a bowl of broth for me, Fatherfy Ummmm-this sounds good, but so does this. Mommy, do you think I could order both?i' whispered Jan to her shocked Mother. Mrs. Becker answered the question indirectly by giving the patient waiter a single order. Having finished ordering, the contented group settled back and began to converse. 'fBernie, would you please give me those ques- tions now? asked Nick. Oh, jan, where is the list? I gave it to you, didn't I?l' After several minutes of futile searching, jan, crimson with embarrassment, remembered that the question sheet was still in the car. Well, that's all right, reassured Nick, 'Kwe'll get them later. Oh, here comes the foodlil The delicious meal finished, a happy and well-satisfied group followed Nick through sev- eral passages, arriving finally in Perry's studio. Watching the preparations and then the tele- vision broadcast was a revealing experience. Each of us was amazed at the work, time, and effort that are necessary for the production of a fifteen-minute program. Unity is important and so is a spirit of coordination. Eight o'clock found us in quite a state for, at long last, we would meet Perry Como. jan com- plained of butterflies in her stomach, Phyllis, squirming in her seat, kept assuring Father Cassel that she wasn't the least bit nervous. Father, delegated as our esteemed photographer, said, while checking his equipment, HI feel like a spy for N.B.C.l' Of all, Bernie was the calm- est-that is, when she wasnlt biting her nails. Since Nick had arranged the entire meeting with Perry's agent, we expected little or no trouble. At last-oh blissful moment-out HE walked. Much to our surprise, Perry was dressed very casually in slacks, sport shirt and sweater. He put us all at ease immediately by telling us of his interest in golf and the stiff neck he had received that afternoon while playing. Hearing this, Mrs. Becker helpfully said, When my Howard goes golfing in the cold weather, he always wears his long underwear. The laughter with which this remark was greeted put all of us completely at ease. Grate- ful to Mrs. Becker for this timely exercise of her perfect savoir faire, we endeavored to assume a nonchalance as we launched into our request for an interviewf' With a delightfully sincere simplicity, our Perry obliged. The Como family, consisting of five all told, resides in Sands Point, Long Island. The chil- a trip abroad through . . . dren, Ronnie, David and Terri have- already begun their music careers with piano lessons. Ronnie, the eldest, boasts of the privilege of being an altar boy at their parish church, Our Lady of Fatima. Perry earnestly believes that faith in God, more -than anything else, has been the secret of his succcess. Starting in 1933 with the Fred- die Carlone band, our gracious host's popularity grew until, in 1943, he cut his first record for R.C.A. Victor, ftGoodbye, Sue. Since then, his record sales have skyrocketed. Disc jokeys throughout the nation daily play his platters. He has topped the million mark with eight of his recordings, while numerous polls have accorded him first place among the nation's vocalists. Being a very grateful man, Perry Como ex- presses this gratitude by donations to various charities. Cardinal Spellman recently bestowed on Mr. and Mrs. Como the titles of Grand Knight and Lady of the Equestrian Order of the Holy Sepulcher of Jerusalem in recognition of their Catholic Action and never-failing good example. Perry's advice to all young aspirants, regard- less of their field, is typical of his complete trust in God.- Be yourself, strive continually to im- prove, and always keep faith in Godf' Letters fo Joan June 20, 1954 Dear Joan, This is the life,--a ship, the pride of the crew and the passengers! Every part of it is truly ship shape ! The inviting aroma of delectable, well-prepared meals is constantly filling the air in the vicinity of the kitchen. We don't know the meaning of boredom. At night there is dancing, bingo, or horse racing. During the day, there is table tennis, shuffle board, . swimming, or the movies. Often, we twho don't get seasickj look over the endless stretch of water. I have seen vast expanses of flapping ripples and jumping waves receiving the sun's golden gift and Betty Eichner, '55 witnessed the fierce, raging battle between the upper and lower sea worlds. The angry sea has even lifted its uncountable, wrinkled hands out of its boundary to touch the soft arc of the sky. I wish we could see all this together. Love, Betty June 22, 1954 Dear Joan, ' We arrived safe and sound. But, it wasn't quite so simple as those few words would lead one to believe. A few eager beavers started the powerful, vibrant words, We'll reach Cobh at 5:00 A. M. The ship was a hot bed of excitement. The long lost wanderers cried and joked as they searched the night for some beam of light. They wanted so much to sleep on the fact that they had seen something of Ireland in the tar-like darkness. Actually we had been sailing about ten miles off the coast for about five hours. At last, we were going to set foot on the Isle that lay stretched there like a beautiful patch quilt made of different shades of green. As the tender, a combined barge and tug boat, ploughed over the restless water to the voluminous folds of hills, we stood entranced, drinking in the' beauty unfolding before our eyes. Two elderly fishermen, whom we passed on our way, typified the friendly and jovial Irish people as they bid us welcome to Ireland. Love, Betty June 30, 1954 Dear Joan, Scotland is great! I have noticed that darkness doesn't fall upon the British Isles until about 10:00 P. M. The sky slowly travels through the graduated colors of darkness until it reaches its black goal. Yesterday, I was introduced to Scotland's capital, Edinburgh. At one end of Princess Street, the most beautiful street in the world, are some Grecian pillars and a pointed obelisk called Cleopatra's needle. These two structures give an eerie appearance to the miniature plateau. On one side of the street are numerous stores but on the other, about one-half a mile away, is Edin- burgh Castle, ruling from a dark, steep cliff. From the castle you can see the famous Firth of Forth River. I walked down the Royal Mile, the street which the queen takes from the castle to the Palace of Holyrood House, her residence in Edinburgh. The royal buildings aren't so elaborate as one would supposeg on the contrary, they appear gloomy. However, it must be remembered that some of them date back to the thir- teenth century when the strength and fortification, rather than the beauty of buildings, was consid- ered. Scotland undergoes three distinct changes as you travel toward the North. You pass over the plains, lowlands and then the scenic high- lands. I especially liked the jutting, steep cliffs. But, no matter which section you visit, you find glorious scenery and hospit- able people. Love, Betty Back in Ireland, July 28, 1954 Dear Joan, I went to another Irish dance last night. They are the greatest! I still can't get over the older, mar- ried couples attending the dances. They have the same songs as we do fbetter late than neverlj but they are played in a faster tempo. The quick step takes the place of our jitterbug. I learned how to do the Siege of Venice, a set dance. Really, that was about the only Irish dance they did. Ireland is full of contradictory settings. A few of the people still ride in horse-drawn carts, others zoom around in automobiles. Due to the width and conditions of the roads, the cars are lighter and smaller than ours. There still remain a few thatched- roof houses in the country. Near the city, new housing projects or schemes are springing up. Cath- olicity is evident in many ways in this country, for example, the name of the project near us is called nCnoc Mhuire,n which, translated into English, means WAssumption Park.n The people travel miles to attend Hurling, the national sport. It can be compared to our field hockey but in Hurling you are allowed to more than just the landscape. The swat the hard ball in the air. main attraction is the simple, I shall always remember Ireland. sincere people. They are the real The mornings at the Fair, the Irish Ireland. dances, the peaceful serenity of Although I'll soon be home, mem- the country side, the gardens of ory will often call me back to beau untold beauty--all are embedded in tiful Erin. my memory. However, Ireland's Love, beauty and interest consists in Betty 7114 flawed From November to April, from three to five, Some may find practice tiresome and boring, We practice our basketball, my team-mates and I. But wait 'till the games, and the girls start scoring. Each day we learn more new plays, Then practice the old ones, day by day. 7 iGiven on the occasion of the Sodality's Thanks- giving Day Program! Girls, we are gathered here today, To remember the first Thanksgiving Day, When Pilgrims and Indians all joined voice In giving thanks to the God of their choice. But we, now, in this blessed year, Thank God for our own parents dear, For sisters, brothers, relatives, Everything the good Lord gives. Thank you, Lord, for the people I've met, And from them, the friends I've kept. Make them loyal and faithful be To me, but most of all, to Thee. For living in this land of ours, Kept free from horrible world wars. For heroes brave and leaders true, Their motto always, Dare and do. I'm grateful for having been enrolled In a school whose colors are blue and gold, But most of all for being a part Of a wonderful class with a generous heart. My greatest gift from Heaven above Is a Catholic heritage of love. A Faith which shall be like a friend, And remain with me right to the end. Lord, I've tried to list all my treasures, Those which have given me many pleasures. May my thoughts be of thanksgiving, Today, and every day of living. Joann Becker, '55 Then we'll realize why we practice so much, So, we go through the drills without a fuss. Pat McDonnell, '55 memories . . Sa New 7a My Jleaai For several years I've been a part Of something very near my heart. The marble hall at Christmas Time, Grandfather's clock with faithful chime. The gym where I've had so much fun, The spacious lawn all bright with sun. The classroom that I love so much Because of its sweet homey touch. The little chapel where Our Lord Is daily prayed to and adored. The nuns whose guidance keeps us near To Christ through Mary all the year. But most of all, I love the girls, Who are to me like gold and pearls. Who never let a day go by, Without a big hello or hi ! Who never fail me when I need Some help by prayer or word or deed. With all these blessings in my mind, I'll try to be both good and kind. I wish to thank the Lord above For giving me the things I love. 9 Kathleen Maguire, 56 Mr. Mr. The Dr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mrs. The Mr. Mr. Mr. HONORARY PATRONS Rt. Rev. Msgr. Charles B. McGinley Rev. John G. McFadden Rev. Joseph J. Carroll Rev. Michael Nagle, C. M. Rev. Jeremiah Leary Rev. Thomas J . Welsh, J.C.D. Rev. George L. Murphy Oblate Fathers of St. Francis Rev. Gilbert J. McDevitt, J.C.D. Sisters of St. Joseph SOCIAL PATRONS 325.00 ss.oo Mr. and Mrs. August Ludwig and Mrs. John Checchia A. Frank Dougherty Hermanutz Family Li Volsi and Family and Mrs. N. J. Masington and Mrs. Patrick McAleer and Mrs. John McDonnell Florence C. Nugent Roach Family 315.00 and Mrs. John W. Behan and Mrs. James Clearkin and Mrs. Joseph Coogan The Delia Family The Eitler Family Mr. and Mrs. Edward B. Healy Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Laughlin Mr. and Mrs. Frank Leary Mr. and Mrs. David Neish Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Nickels Mr. and Mrs. Chris Schimpf 310.00 Mrs. Charles Aitken The Anastasi Family Dr. and Mrs. Dr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Victor L. Baker D. Bevilacqua Thomas M. Boyle Mrs. Lester N. Brace Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Leo J. Burke De Luzen Miss Eileen Clearkin Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. John Coonahan L. I. Farren Thomas Gallagher Anthony Gannotti Frank Dugan Edward Graham The Hagan Family Mr. and Mrs. The Heebner Dr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. Cornelius Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Dr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Harrer Family Edward J. Holland John Huss Frank Jardel Kelly Peter La Mina Thomas Larkin Albert Morn John H. Myers Leo. F. Scanlan George Stuckert J. F. Tormey Jeannette Turino Mr. and Mrs. R. F. Baker Anne and Ray Bollendorf The Beck Family Michael Bell and Philip Blank Mr. and Mrs. John F. Boyd Mr. and Mrs. Frank T. Bray, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. John C. Breithaupt Miss Helene C. Brcithaupt Mr. Peter J. Campbell The Carey Family Mr. and Mrs. A. Carlin Mr. and Mrs. James Cassidy Class of '57 Mr. and Mrs. D. F. Comey Mr. William Connor Regina Convill Mr. Albert Cosenza Mr. and Mrs. L. Cummings The Cundey Family William Decherny, M.D. Dr. and Mrs. A. H. Donaghue The Donahue Family Mr. and Mrs. Martin Donde Mrs. David Ennis Mr. and Mrs. Edward M. Fee Mr. William Mackie Mrs. B. Majkowska Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Makem Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Miller Mr. and Mrs. Francis Monaghan Mrs. Ann Mulvey Ann Marie Mulvey Bill Mulvey Mr. and Mrs. R. V. McCarron Mr. and Mrs. Adam J. McConnell Mr. and Mrs. McGinley Ann Neish Mr. and Mrs. James Nulty Mr. and Mrs. D. O'Brien Claire and Francis O'Brien Edward and John O'Brien Miss Katherine M. M. O'Brien The O'Donnell Family Mr. and Mrs. Louis Parisse Mr. and Mrs. Louis J. Remy Mame and Ad Schaeffer Mr. and Mrs. J. B. 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Simard Steinhauser Family Wilson Stoudt William J. Sullivan M. J. Tanney a Tormey . Ray I. Torpey . Turino Waldeck J. G. Whitecar Wuzzy P. Yeager P. Young Richard Zerbey BUSINESS PATRONS S15.00 Savar Brothers Carey's 35.00 Dairy Maid Confectioners Pierce School, 1420 Pine Street A J. J. McCann 8: Co., Jeweler SOCIAL SPONSORS The Aces of '55 Miss Joan Aitken Ann and Dick Frank Bainger Chickie and Kathie Baker Barbara and Cossy Mr. and Mrs. William Barry Miss B. Barsotti George J. Beck Mr. and Mrs. Michael J. Belensky Dr. John Bennis Bill and Alice Edward Blyskal Mr. and Mrs. E. M. Boland Leo P. Boland Mary Bollendorf Mr. and Mrs. L. Bonelli Mr. and Mrs. F. Bowman Joan and Judith Boyd Miss Helene Boyle John J. Bracken Mr. and Mrs. Henry Bradley Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Branka Miss Mary Bray Mr. and Mrs. S. Britain Mr. Dick Brock Mr. and Mrs. George Brown Mr. and Mrs. John C. Brown Joan Brown Patrick J. Brown Rosemarie Burke The Misses Burns Mrs. Owen J. Campbell Pat Carey Kathryn A. Carlin Miss Mary Carlin Margaret M. Carr Mr. and Mrs. Joseph W. Cassidy Pat Cassidy Mr. and Mrs. John Checchia Mrs. Frank Clarihew Mr. and Mrs. Brendan Clearkin Mr. and Mrs. Walter Convill B. and C. Conway Mr. and Mrs. E. W. Cook John Coonahan, Jr. Marie Coonahan Ruthann Coonahan Mrs. Joseph Coyle Mr. and Mrs. John A. Cranage Mrs. Regina Cranage Mr. and Mrs. Robert Cranage Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Crowley Miss Mary Jean Cullaton Miss Mary E. Curtis Dave and Gerry Nancy De Camara Adelaide De Gregorio Mr. and Mrs. C. De Gregorio Mr. and Mrs. H. De Gregorio Dr. and Mrs. Wm. F. Delaney Miss Margaret M. De Luzen Mr. and Mrs. Leonard J. De Note Mr. and Mrs. Henry A. De Waele Dick and Mary Ellen Mr. and Mrs. Richard Dobson Mr. Joseph Donahue Anna M. Doyle John F. Doyle Marie V. Doyle Thomas J. Doyle James F. Duffy Mr. and Mrs. Joseph B. Duffy, Sr. Mrs. Regina Dugan Miss M. Durchsprung Billy Eichner Mr. and Mrs. Wm. 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