Villa Maria Academy - Frontenac Yearbook (Frontenac, MN)

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flamln beauty unfolds the velvet cape and Day trlump antly emerges From a mothers womb a human llfe IS born A cock crows pl lets squeal Wlth dellght a lamb sprlngs lnto t e alr for some secret Joy wlthln ltS tlny heart The farmer carrles palls of foamlng mllk to the coollng room and then goes to the rlch fertlle flelds The soll IS furrowed the seeds planted The laborer beglns hls ruellng work The coal mlne lS damp and su focatlng hot lron IS poured lnto molds blast furnaces are fed and machlnery wlleels go round and round Llttle worrled men and women wlth lmmacu late whlte collars shuttle back and worth be tween 0fflCC bulldlngs The Contlnental wlth a velvety whlrr of ltS absolutely perfect englne carrles the handsome executlve ln hls Brooks Brothers sult, to hls pleasant OfflCC A scarlet scarfed housewlfe pushes her go cart fllled with Wheatles Hllex oranges and butter through the supermarket Blllle walt' Youngsters dash off to school ln a frenzy of laughlng joy Teenagers collect at the Sweet Shoppe slp plng lnevltable cokes wlldly gyratlng to the Engllsh notes Some wlth greasy halr, slde burns and studded leather ,ackets huddle to gether thelr flngers flexlno' back and forth rememberlng the last drag race and plannlng another J oyous shouts of happlness from chlldren and thelr parents on a plcnlc echo through green hlIlS and valleys Bare hot feet dangle ln laughmg danclng brooks cool breezes refresh flushed faces The cardlnal encourages llls mate wlth hlS llquld whlstle A mournlng doye Wlth a re assurlng warmth trllls a gentle lullaby to her young ln thelr fllmsy nest A monotonous game of hop scotch IS played ln front of a tenement house Mournfully Peter Pumpkln Eater IS plCkCd out by chll dren s flngers on the P13110 Negroes chat gally on the street corner the qulet non VIOICDCC of Jlm Crow reslstlng cen turles of tradltlon Tllls IS Nlght and Day IH Amerlca as I know lt Yet I DCIICVC lt IS also Night and Day ln other lands I' he slgllts and sounds may dlffer but human nature does not Essentlally the chlldren of thls world are wlser than the clllldren of llght Truly has God sald Let there be llghts made And he dlvlded the llght from the dark ness And he called the darkness nlght and the llght day Gen I 5,14 16 Mary Swanson, '58 1 U Scrzbble AND THEN CAME PEGGY Two years ago our famlly was just llke any ordlnary famlly, ln any ordlnary town W numbered four a convenlent number when lt came to playlng Scrabble once the sustalnlng blt of excltement ln our llves No doubt we even knew somethlng of happlness and Joy ln those dull drab days I cant remember but our only common lnterest belng Scrabble ' the tles that blnd couldnt have been too strong Then Wlth a gust of autumn wlnd a new llttle somethlng came and crawled rlght lnto our hearts CActually lt was a fuzzy red ball WhlCh I promptly labeled 'mlsslon baby J She was predlcted to arrlve on October 17 1955 but as lf preparlng us for her obstlnacy she walted untll all the world was at rest 12 33 a m Oct 18 to make her grand entrance She dldn't stay ln the fuzzy red ball stage yery long I suppose It Wasn t dlgnlfled enough Rather she qulckly dlscovered her ablllty as an actress and started her hobby of wlnnlng hearts at an early age Now she lsnt much of a baby any more Two years have by passed her slnce the day she was born but they haye been fun fllled certaln step hearlng her say her flrst word and ey en comlng upon her standlng on the cupboard as she cleans lt out Not lnfrequently weve contemplated tradlng her ln for half a pound of cheese but upon further conslderatlon we reallze what an lm posslble to flll hole would be left behlnd should we ever lose our llttle and here I quote her lm Cathleen ORourke '59 THE DANCE OF THE AUTUMN LEAVES Leaves leaves, Autumn leaves falllng to the ground Brllllant red crlmson, and green Comlng from the dylng trees Whlrllng twlrllng, to and fro Llke ballerlnas danclng Wlth the wlnd at thelr toes Danclng, pranclng Gayly they fall to meet the klsslng embrace of Mother Earth, And nestle at her breast Whlrllng leaves twlrllng leaves, Faster and faster they fall The alr 1S fllled wlth thelr gay tosslng Of 0llVC green, orange, and gold Przsczlla Howell . i ' 9 , . . . . 9 5 . l 5 ' ' ' ' . e l I . . 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DAWN O preclous ruby of ghtterlng red GlONVlHg oyer my chamber bed Pourmg Ill through the Wmdow pane Burnt blush of morn you wake me agam' Mary Sue Walby 58 MOSAIC 'G ' he rmg of the Angelus at flrst a sleepy re sxstance but then the D I reallzatlon that I have D ,1 another chance to start the day off rlght 8 Evergreens heavy wlth C welghtless snow from the flrst snow fall that renders the forelgn stu dents speechless wxth dehght The hard pl'3Ct1Cl1'1g and fmal productlon of our class play The panorama of color that surrounds our campus 1n autumn trymg to beat deadhnes The wonderful feehng when the whole class unxtes to do somethmg good The Vllla backgrounded by the sky, when I return from a vacatlon The loyalty of frlends The annual retreat a chance to plot a tra1l through l1fe The bare gnarled branches of an oak tree sllhouetted agamst a famlng sunset The feehng that people are backlng you up trymg to brlng out your best When I take some of these gems from my memory and put them together I form a plcture of my Vllla beautlful and happy a mosalc that I shall newer forget Bonnle Bagger 58 DESERT DUSK Sun low spllls oxer sandy hllls A cactus juts lnto a reddened sky One lone sandb1rd calls for lts home Day has ended and desert dusk IS nlgh Marv Sue VValby 58 NIGHT AND DAY E God made two great hghts Nlght Day Nlght IS the mtery al of darkness between sunset and sunrlse Dav IS the Interval of hght between sunrlse and sunset Thus reads the dlctlonary However Nlght and Day are more profound and supernatural than that for man IS born lives and dles w1th1n the Nlght and Day Nlght and Day are susceptlble of mtense psychologlcal and emotional forces and as they flow contlnually from one to another they carry yy 1th them thls susceptible cherlshed burden When the last shades of a fantasy of color hue faded away Nlght comes tlp toem ln Softlv yery softly she comes clothlng the world ln a plush velvet cape She pulls the cape tlght 'md secures the twmkhng buttons mto place All IS stxll Nlght does not rest There IS a desperately lll yet magnlflcently beautlful world to cope wx 1th A larey eved owl flutters through the blackness ln search of ltS prey A shrlll scream penetrates the hushed IIVICI ness Runnln feet pound down the sldewalk r1n s out the running feet stop a thud rxts scurry Dzgnare Domzne nocte zsta sme peccato nos custodzre Tranqull XOICCS chant Complme ln a tmy chapel silently the phrases float away Amen IS heard fllckerln h hts are extln qulshed then peace A lanky whelp eyes searching for lusty excxtement a clgarette drooplng from hls hps slouches under a lampllght Somewhere a flagrant gambler deals out an other hand of cards a drunkard surrenders to hls bottle and fhrtatlous chorus glrls go lnto thelr routine agaln A deft seamstress sews up one more seam an asslduous student nods ow er hls books and lowers klss once more A wlstful wallmg IS heard A devoted mother rlses from her bed wraps her robe around her and steals down the hall and 1nto the nursery A crymg PTCCIOUS bundle IS loylngly plcked up and gently rocked back and forth back and forth The tears cease to flow the ewes close and another baby nestles 1nto dreamland The mother returns to her room and shps lnto bed The even breathmg of sleep ag'un begins A last breath escapes a human soul leaves the world mourmng commences tlme hesltates no One by one Nlght unfastens the twmklmg buttons and wxth a brllhance of unsurpassed ic T . g - , y 7 M . . - 7 , , 1 . . . . 7 . - ' 77 . . I , U I Q I I I , I A , , C ,qu ' v . . v A ll: . ' :I T - Y .... Y Y A ' 1. . .7 7 ' U li 0 'I ' V . . - . ot . A ' ll - L a y rw - I, N 0 . . .. 1 , , , I O 'lg I l ' V '0- Y ' . 0 . . . . . - . ' .Q Y . . 7 U . . . I I I . . . Y. N' O' - ' 0' I I I b ' ' ' The man meetins of the annu l tff Y ' ' gl I n Y, . Y .g ' 3 S 3 ' around a corner and through an alley. A shot I . . . g 3 . 5 5 Z K. ' . . . 5 4 , ' cc 77 ' , ' ' ' . . . . , g g - - ' 3 . Q . . ' I I , 7 I I I v , g 7 I 7 . . , . 1 . ' 1 Q 1 1 . , C - . - . i , . 4 -- , ' 9 ' . . , , '. 7 1 . , ' 7 v 7 . ,1 , 3 ' f ' s . . ' a I C I I . . . I , I I 5 9 3 ' x I I ' ti , 0 I I 4 1 23

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REVERIE was alone I walked down the Well worn path I could see the splendor of au tumn ln the trees the blrds and the fall flow ers I could feel the majesty of autumn 1n the a1r and ln the ground I walked upon It had ralned the nlght before and thls mornlng the a1r was fresh I could smell the beauty of autumn ln the smoke from a plle of burning leaves I wanted to stop for a whlle to s1t and appreclate what was golng on around me I wanted to look at the leaves Jack Frost had busled hlmself palntlng Thls mornlng the wood was burlng with the flre of color The glant trees were flamlng red and gold and russet The plnes wore thelr ever green color a beautlful contrast to the maples and elms When I responded to the tumult ln the sky I thrllled to see a flock of geese ln thelr annual mlgratlon That was a plcture of true un1 formlty each goose takln hrs speclal osltxon ln the V agalnst a perfect backdrop of t e deep blue autumn sky I wlshed desperately that I were an artxst that I mlght put all the grandeur on canvas or a poet that I mlght wrlte It for others to read But as the clrcumstances stood I was only a common ordmary untalented school glrl almost late for my 8 30 class Jerz Helmbrecht '58 A PLAY ON WORDS Vat s up Whats up9 You mean 'whos up Cor down for all we knowj It s An s Tlghtwad Accordlng to all reports he was lt as a flddle yet thls mornmg he was found ln hxs bed dead as a door na1l 'Good gravy' He never seemed 'under the weather to us lhlt the sack early every nlght and was on the ball all the day And I dont even glve a hootl' I thlnk he had a screw loose Hls wallet was flat as a pancake and h1s clothes shabby as a church mouse but he owned half the town Why he had lt and everybody 1n lt, 'wound around h1s llttle flnger ' Vats o1n on here9 up, down, flddles gravy sac hoot, pancakes? Dese Amerlcans vy don't de say vat de mean? Cathze ORourke '59 MUSSOLINI I am very proud to be of Itallan descent and I am proud of all my forefathers and ancestors wlth the exceptlon of one Often tlmes I wlsh h1s name could be erased and bamshed from all hlstory records I am ashamed of Benlto MUSS0llUll MUSSOIIDI was known to the world as a cruel dlctator He was brllhant ln hls knowledge of hlstory St3tlSt1CS and llterafure He had a struttmg walk wlth head thrown back and chest pushed forward He sought and wallowed III h1s own personal glory He loved to stand on hls balcony and hear the acclalmlng shouts from his people Hls body was very strong and powerful unllke hls morals and rellglous ldeals He abolished the Roman Cathollc youth organ lzatlons ln Italy and fought church Influence IH state affalrs He was so blood thirsty for power that It led to the suffering and humlllatlon of the Itallan people These are the reasons why I am not proud of Benlto Mussollnl Mary Ann Rossz 60 ON BEING A BABY SITTER Baby Slttlflgl Ah what a noble art' Those two llttle words baby slttmg pack just about as much power as two other l1ttle words atomlc bomb F lrst let us fmd out exactly what the term means Baby IS deflned as a chxld 1n arms an mfant Slttlng IS deflned as a smgle perlod of unlnterrupted appllcatlon Put the two together and lt sounds slmple The trouble IS that the baby usually 1snt a baby at all and that the Slttlng IS about as far from a slttlng as you can get Thls IS where the T N T ln the atomlc bomb comes 1n But you ask your self how a sweet llttle chlld could be packed wlth T N T Belleve me It lsnt hard Youll be prxvlleged to see all there IS as soon as Mommy and Daddy walk out the door The chlld ln arms IS usually able to walk and beglns the cham reactlon wlth a falnt plea for a glass of water From that moment on your llfe IS ln grave danger The lnfant rarely sto s short of trymg to burn the house down Wlth t e matches he found ln your purse whlle emptylng lt all over the l1v1ng room Of course lt doesn t help matters any lf the dear chlld has a few brothers and slsters about the same age engaged 1n the same occupatlon By the tlme the proud parents come home, the house you and the chlldren Cwho are now flnally ln hedj are completely worn out If you ve never trled baby Slttlng, I challenge you to try xt sometlme Sharon M zschel '5 8 1 - I l . ' 4 1 . I O 1 4 . 7 ' ' - 1 Y . l I . V . . . Q I, A Q . C - 4 . . x . - ' . . Y - . - 1 , 1 , , . . - 1 , - 1 . . U . . .. . f . D R 1 . l , I I I. . 1 1' .1 , . , , I- Q 1 1 ' 9 . . M . . I . - Q . . . . . a . . . . . . . ,, 7 . . ' . C4 77 ' 1 K. . ,,. . . L4 1 971 ' ' - 444 1 1 1 1 . l 0 . 7 , - 1 5 , , . . . , . . . . . . , J I U I , I 4 44 - - 77 ' l , n 1 1 n 1 Q, A ' , , . , . ' ' . 44' 77 - . . 4 1 . n I 0 GC 4 1 - - . . . . , 4 1 ' 4 - ' . ' ' 1 ' 4 - 1. . . , ' 1 1 , 0 . . KL 1 ' 1 - - - ' ' '- 1 . - , . . . 1 1 n . . g -T I . , . 1 1