St Nicholas Academy - Vistas Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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We . REAR-Patricia Jendrowski, Mary Brown, Marie Dahm, Irene Szarpa, Arlene Mescall, Catherine Bucki, Jeanne Pritchard. FRONT-Helen Jablonicky, Mary Keeley, Loretta Biller, Shirley Mumm, Joan Hupp, Faith Metzger. With pleasant Freshman memories still bobbing', in the minds of many, We assumed the more dignified role of Sophomores in the fall of 1950, and passed, once again, through the portals of Saint Nicholas Academy. Under the Fine guidance and teaching of silent Sister Maris Stella, petite Sister Madeleva, and ambitious Sister Dionysia, the two-month-old cobwebs in our so-called brains were soon annihilated by the dois and dont's, which weire sure all will agree, have been repeated hundreds of times since. Soon afterwards we were informed of a new addition to our schedule. We were to have Weekly opportunities for Confession and spiritual guidance under the direc- tion of Reverend Ioseph Kennedy and Reverend Laslo Torontoli, S.P. Next, it was time for the Sophs to begin activities in earnest under our re-elected president, power-happyn Ieanne Pritchard and her cabinet, consisting of veep Rita Iean Faticonig upencil pusher Loretta Billerg and currency boss Marie Dahm. Once more we proved our acting ability on Monsignor McGloin,s birthday. Our contribution toward this annual event was a Mellerdrama, produced in humorous pantomime under the splendid supervision of Miss Helen Wesley. During the cold months of October, November and December, We set out to sell cards, assorted and Christmas. The profit, a crisp one -hundred dollar bill, i503

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mana Wea Wm me WMM REAR-Anne Schlepegrell, Patricia Hallman, lMary Rackl, Nancy Whalen, Barbara Hassler. FRONT-Marlene Harris, Virginia Hetherly, Dolores Zehler, Agnes Cucleck, Margarel Wiesnel, Mary Wangler. A gorgeous Christmas tree lent a jovial air to the holiday spirit and many times we caught ourselves concentrating on that big red bulb, or gleaming star, instead of on what Cicero said. CI-leis one man who could talk more than we women are supposed to be able to.j Very sadly, we left our beloved Alma Mater for a well- earned vacation. There's but one thing wrong with attendance at school- EXAlVISll Everyone was overjoyed when Intermediate Algebra Regents was over. We decided to teach all our friends the fundamentals, starting with two and two make f 1V9.,, WANTED-VOLUNTEERS towards the hundreds of dirty dishes that we used at the junior-Senior Banquet. We'll even furnish soap, if someone will supply elbow grease. HIGHEST wages are paid to Sophomore applicants - the privilege of entertaining us in exactly eleven months, twenty-nine days and seven hours. When weire old and gray, the magic of our Prom will be a joyous memory. It was marvelous to hear the rustling of taffeta, silks and nets. But all wonderful things have an end and just like Cinderella, we all rushed home at the stroke of twelve. Time marches on and so do we-right into the Senior Class where we expect to spend the rest of our lives studying AMERICAN HISTORY. E491

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so amaze ' REAR-Joan Martin, Patricia Hadaway, Mary Kraemer, Rita McKenzie, Kathleen Mock, Rita Faticoni, Ann Diebold. FRONT-Sharon Finnigan, Mary Ann Buyea, Barbaranne Bowers, Katherine Naples, Eileen Mulvey, Patricia Nowinski. which we presented to Sister Mary Inez, was but a small token of our appreciation of all she has done for us. By the time December rolled along, plans for the Senior Christmas presentation, The Crib at Grecciof, were in full swing. As usual, the play went OHF beautifully, enhanced by the Sophomore Chorale en francais. CThank you, Sister Maris Stella, for the correct pronunciationj Pardon our French. Christmas is synonymous with party time at the Academy. After indulgence in goodies, contributions of music and gifts, there were a few professional-like charades and dancing surpassable only by Vera-Ellen herself. With this single coin deposited in a treasury of memories, we left with the joy of another Yuletide season at the Academy in our hearts. If you saw some shaky figures creeping up the stairs about the middle of Ianuary, they were only Sophomores. Will I remember that preposition? Isn't Perry Como dreamy?,' QWell, to get back to the subject . . .D '6What's the French word for 'How'?', These represent but a few of the numerous questions asked in our room at the commencement of those gruelling midterm exams. It was 'call Work and no play, as we proved ourselves worthy of the title Sophomore, but as it was, prac- tically the entire class passed Latin, etc. Uulius Caesar includedj, which in itself, seemed a momentous victory. i513