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

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Yes, I remember, ifs Norma in her really first debut. She said she'd never marry and I believe her word was true. No, Norma has not settled down to follow her career, And as for creative talents you need not have a fear. In New York City lives a maiden who gives her talents too. She sings at the Metropolitan Opera House and loves singing true. Why Opera without Lorraine Lorenz would never, never do! The sun is sinking westward, the clouds seem to heave a sigh When we meet Alma Wagner, the senior who always set her aim so high. A naturalist she who liked horses, birds, and trees, Reveled in pretty flowers, in the rustle of breezes in leaves. She's provided herself with plenty of horses to curry, comb and pet. She's really a wonderful girl, our love for her will be always true, Welll see you again in our travels, but till then we bid adieu. The red ball is setting, the night is drawing near, When you look at the beautiful sunset you realize no fear, For Cod's protecting hand is on the old, the young and the dear. Now in the twilight, a hospital leaps into view What could be its name, I donlt remember, do you? Oh, yes, it's the great Columbus, itls famous far and wide, Here mothers, children and daddys are nursed to health, trust, and life. That's where Joanne Johnson went, from graduation to nursing school. She now tends the surgical floor with efficiency and firm rule, She stately walks the corridors, in silence she hovers in white, Many a fond admirer raises his head to bid her goodnight. With shadows lowering, comes the end of a busy day. The ring reminds us of Tootsie who had her own innocent way. She too stands stately for exercises in her uniform so trim Her willingness and determination to win has never, never dimmed. She learned to handle the ball, how never to fear or fall, We,ll see you too, some other day, it won't be far off we pray But until then we say, may unfailing success come your wayf, Now through the darkness of night the Los Angeles skyline breaks through With all its glitter of light, its noisy traffic and policemen in blue. There comes a little brunette wearing colors that blend with fine hues. She carries her easel, paints and brushes as most young artists dog Louise Fields is still calm and dignified, she loves politeness, too. And she can look back with pride and say, 1 came from the Villa. loof, Now that the sun has set and darkness spreads about The stars in Cod,s heaven are twinkling in and out, I wish to express my thanks to each and every one of you, And hope the bond of our friendship will last long and true. Now the wishing ring is off, my dreams have all come true, So to my dear Senior Class, I'l1 say, l,ll be seeing youll'

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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!

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was S , X .,.Mm...r3 XT ' Y J 9 'un I lf: K . in c f., P' W' W A 39 4V'-- '-AA '::2'1 f ,, ' The Seniors in out-oi-doors activities on the campus. These pictures will bring back many happy memories.