St Theresa School - Beacon Yearbook (Coral Gables, FL)

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CLASS SGNG lTo the Tune of lVY ROSEHQ STH, STH, though we're leaving now, Evermore, in our hearts you'll remain, When sorrows and strife Dim the joys of life How we'll wish we were back here again We may stray far away, Yet in heart remain Here, so close to our friends ever-dea r, We'Il recall evermore Saint Theresa High, Tho' we leave you today with a tear. -NORMAN novo

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Paul Quinn, leave to Dick Politz my ability to charm the Frosh girls. Margaret Hanlon, bequeath to Mary Shea my steady nerves in hopes that she will overcome hers quicker than I did. Audrey Holmes, leave to Lois Drake my ability to say the right thing at the wrong time. Anna Hubers, will my ability to get seasick on my voyages from here to Germany to John Quinn. Patrick Kiel, leave my itchy thumb to Tim Reilly in hopes that he will be able to use it. Tom Longwell, will to Robin Langley my unique ability to ride horses hoping that she soon becomes an expert. Marion Mackarvich, will to Ann Dinsmore my ability to find out the latest gossip in the girls' room. John Mackin, bequeath to Steve Melus my assortment of cars in hopes that he will soon get his driver's license. Donald Mahoney, leave my Trig book and mathematical intellect to Mike Carricarte in hopes that he will put it to good use. Joe Martinez, will my talents to be a first class freeloader to Raymond Kotcher. Natalie McCleskey, do hereby will and be- queath to Ed Stevenson, my title of Com- mander-in-Chief. Nancy McEwen, bequeath to Bernie Gagliano my worries as Honor Society President, hoping that he will solve them quicker than I did. Jacquelyn McKone, being of sound mind, will to Peggy Ferris my dark eyelashes and natural eyebrows. Virginia McSherry, leave my shorthand notes and fun in typing class to Judy McCleskey. Robert McTague, leave my ability to compose poems during Religion Class to George Mc- Sherry. Jim Miller, will to Teddy Roe, my agility on the dance floor. I, Alain Minet, do hereby leave to Carl Mannone, my talent to discourse fluently in three differ- ent languages. Kathleen Monaghan, will my collection of eye- makeup and pink lipsticks to Mary Ann Horton. llka Nicole, bequeath to Madonna Streacker my uncontrollable laughter. Joanne Norman, do hereby will to Barbara Ann Stewart my bottles of hair spray and different and numerous hair-dos. Ed Paluch, leave my superb talents of driving station wagons to Pete Myles. Paul Quinn, being of sound mind, will to Dick Dandurand the ability of holding Junior Holy Name meetings on short notice. Kathleen Rickey, will my superb driving talents to Frances Schneider hoping that she conquers her fear of the road quicker than I did. Joan Rozum, will to Nancy Clark, my page boy in hopes that she won't have to put it into a pony tail when the weather changes. Pastora San Juan, leave my ability to give long and unprepared speeches in class to Mike Sinnes. Al Smith, do hereby will and bequeath to Mike Lyons, my ability to discourse fluently in Span- ish and to acquire extra puntos. Julia Torres, will to Pat Fleming my coopera- tive hair and my eager and happy anticipa- tion of report cards. Norma Willenborg, leave to my brother, Rich- ard Willenborg, my abiilty to study for a test and fail anyhow. Joanne Batchellor, will to Ronny Recicar my book, l0Ol Ways to Diet, and all the- privi- leges and talents that go with it. llka Nicole, do hereby bequeath to Ed Bratz my ability to get along with teachers. Norman Boyd, bequeath my charms of be- friending Spanish-speaking people to Victor Matousek. Witnessed by Mary Ann Dion Mary McCaughan Signed: Natalie McCleskey Joan Rozum

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CLASS HISTORY For an accurate history of our class we unlock the diary of one of its first members. Let's read through at random . . . Dear Diary, June, 1946 I felt so grown up. Tom Longwell, Marie Fiscus, Joanne Norman and I went to the front of the class to receive our diplomas. I thought we'd never graduate from kindergarten! Deal' DIGYY, January, 1947 Today Nancy McEwen, Frank DiCamillo, Marion Mackarvich, Kathy Monaghan and Ed Barry said the alphabet perfectly. Oh, to be so smart! Deaf DIBVY, February, 1948 We had a wonderful Valentine's party. I got the prettiest valentines from Ed Drake and Robert McTague. Dear Diary, March, 1949 We had a St. Patrick's Day play- When Irish Eyes Are Smiling. Sister said the whole world was Irish today so it was quite appropriate if Joe Martinez and Norma Willenborg did the Irish iig. Dear Diary, April, 1950 We have a new boy, Louis Carricarte, from Cuba. Since this is his first Easter in America, Natalie McCleskey explained our Easter customs to him and then asked everyone to her house for an egg hunt. Dear Diary, May, 1951 We know ALL about fractions now. I think long division is impossible! Bill Cunningham had to explain tonight's homework to Peggy Hanlon and me. Dear Diary, June, 1952 Betty Ann Allen had a big party at her house to celebrate the closing of school. We can hardly believe we'll be in Junior High next year. Dear Diary, February, 1953 The play, Father of a Nation, which our class presented on the 22nd was a tremendous success. Jeannie Duffy was Martha Washington and she blushed so much that Sister thought she had rouge on! Dear Diary, June, 1954 The eighth grade graduation was very impressive after some last minute hazards. Joan Rozum lost one of her new high heels and Anna Hubers couldn't get her cap on over her braids! Dear Diary, January, 1955 After a whole semester, high school doesn't seem so strange anymore and I've made a million new friends. Today, John Mackin asked Kathy Rickey, Jackie McKone, Paul Quinn, Ed Paluch and I down to the Riveria Times to see how a newspaper is made. How l'd love to work there! Dear Diary, May, 1956 Being a sophomore sure takes a lot of work. Pat Kiel, Ilka Nicole and I studied the Spanish subiunctive for three hours tonight to say nothing of biology and algebra. Can't wait 'til exams are over. Just think-next year we'll be upperclassmen. Dear Diary, April, 1957 The Prom was truly unforgettable, but I really think the preparation and anticipation were more fun than the dance itelf. Julia Torres and Andie Arens have been making tin-foil stars for weeks. Today Al Smith, Alan Minet and Vince DeCario climbed up and down ladders all day long and transformed the K. of C. Hall into a star-lit night, while Jo Batchellor and Pastora San Juan strung garlands of paper flow- ers completing the atmosphere of a Spring night. Our class was so proud tonight of our wonderful Prom. Dear Diary, June, 1958 Our graduation tonight has brought to a close the happiest year of my life. On the way to church Don Mahoney, Norman Boyd, Charles Gray and Jimmy Miller were saying that even if we are never all together again, no one will forget tonight. The ceremony was beautiful and after all from Christine Fell to Audrey Holmes had received their diplomas we went to Ginny McSherry's for a farewell party, thus bringing to a close the most marvelous night of my life. --PASTORA SAN JUAN