Villa Cabrini High School - Cabrinian Yearbook (Burbank, CA)

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2 ? 2 .E ,M ALMA TIIERESA WAGNER Treasurer, Associated Students Peaceful, quiet, and lovcablel This is our little Alma. She is noted for her loyalty and devotion to her Alma Mater. She is the girl whom you often see in the chapel before the altar of St. Cabrini in her spare time. Alma has poetic ability and has written several fine poems. When Alma receives her diploma, she will leave the Villa full of the Grace of Coil. We shall always remember her for her innocence. Studious, attentive, of exemplary conduct, always thorough in her school work, Alma is trustworthy and makes a capable treasurer. 27

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'47 Wishing king Now when it comes to thinking of our high school days, We wonder where our girls have gone ere diplomas came their way, So we'll put on a magic wishing ring to see if we can't find, lust why, just when, just where they can be found today. Please sit back and concentrate and try to visualize The ten fair maidens whom we present in our BOOK OF MEMORIES. The clouds glide gently by, the morning sun breaks through Coming into focus we see a Romanesque Church and oh, the VILLA, too. Treading flowered-paths of the dear old school is a familiar figure, It,s Mary Evers, bless her heart! Her care of children is highly treasured The holy habit she now wears is like sparkling sunbeams woven so true, We know Cod will bless our Mary and the dear little children, too. Now I rotate the wishing ring as the sun climbs in the sky, The sunny hills of Texas appear while silvery clouds drift by, Pray, what is that distant huming or singing? Cherubs perhaps? Why no, it's our cute Betty, she went to college as most of us did, But she decided she cared more for singing than she did for curls, Guess what she is: a singing cowgirl, she always liked the West, And now my little darlings, she's way above the rest in every test, Reluctantly we leave you but please do not feel blue! W e'll see you again some day. You're our Sioux City Sue. The ring is getting tighter, I wonder what that could be. The sun has slowly glided far above the sea. And Florida's beneath us, with beaches, trees and sands, A California weather, it's really quite a land There in a modern building, seated at a large brown desk Is our petite ,lo Anna Hain, attired in her Sunday best. A secretary she has become, her books she neatly keeps, She enjoys taking shorthand notes, she's really very sweet. She always liked this type of work with its daily routine, Ami receiving a fair salary, she feels just like a queen. Oh! The sky has darkened, twilight creeps to meet the gray, The air is filled with sweet perfume. Oh, where are we today? Why here's the French Embassy! A young lady appears, In stunning French ensemble wearing the latest headgear. Oh, yes. we recognize her, it's Arlene James, do tell! And as for French interpreting, she's all but rung the bell. Dense fog rises and falls, the sun again breaks through, We join in time a crowd of critics who go to a debut. It's funny how familiar the name now seems to me, Its name, face, or the familiar tune, let's see!