Watts School of Nursing - White Cap Yearbook (Durham, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 112 of the 1971 volume:

te can i Bit pidtn iG Watts Hospital School of Nursing 1971 White Cap 1971 To every man there opens a high way and a low way And every man decides the way that he shall go. Girls all around in white and blue Who are they What do they mean A strange new world... as saopicmrte tie Spring will chase us through the summer into fall and find us beached upon some snowy shore waiting for the spring to come again. aw teaypuapresypibe Le YS For Yesterday a Dream is but of Happiness a Dream And every And tomorrow Tomorrow is only a Vision a Vision; of Hope But To-day Look well well-lived therefore makes every to this Yesterday Day ee What sunshine is to flowers Smiles are to humanity Then gingerly We'll go through jonquils to seek out others summers. Birthday to Birthday, season to season every hour will be an anniversary of the hour just past. 12 _ SHR Pact ee waa Those who br ing cannot keep ine sunsh from it themselves. to the lives of others 16 Mins First Day Big Sisters Ribbons PZK We love you Seniors... Initiation! ae ERE 20 Yi, We Lo gy What's it all about? What's going on? Ribbons; a handful of papers; Big Sisters; white caps, caps with black bands, | ask you what's going on? The girl with the black band said “‘you'll understand one day.” | hope so. 21 Freshmen Class of S S Officers: Chris Parham, Pres; Vickie Rivenbark, Vice-Pres.: Renee Stancill, Sec.; Evelyn Yount, Treas. Mrs. Karen Perkins Class Sponsors: Mrs. Penny Holloway 24 tig { Anneke Algra Anne Allsbrook Brenda Blackwood Rachel Carter Judy Bowling % a é Susan Clark LaRue Daniel Anne Denning 25 Toni Elder Carol Filicky Vickie Gattis Diane Hall Janice Jones Francis Liverman Eugene McCain 26 - oe Lynn Norfolk Judy Oates Chris Parham Helen Pattishall Mary Beth Pender Debbie Pendergrass Jo Pierce 27] Vickie Rivenbark Linda Shelton Joanne Ray Debbie Wallace Nancy Wade Renee Stanc Karen Smith eters — Evelyn Yount ield Whitf Edie Dot Ward 28 N x te A) | am rich today, a baby ran to meet me, And put her tiny hand within my own And smiled, her rosy lips a flower, The light within her eyes, from heaven shone. And when | crossed the fields the birds were singing A golden blossom in my pathway lay, | It wasn't much; but, oh, the joy there’s in it, To have a baby smile at you In just that way. ’ 30 Sil Senior Med-Surg Growing, building, becoming leaders on the last road to graduation. Perfected techniques now give way to our own planning and responsibility in nursing. We take on the role of our sister RN’s and find it uncomfortable at first, but very fitting to us as we add the last lines to our blueprint. Oneness — being one with the world around us gives our job deeper meaning... December 22 Psychiatry is LH HH i t 1 I i I i can ata 1 u i Ha lk i i i! il i i : 5 at peso 88 36 How does one break through emotional boundaries that keep him locked within himself? How can he trust when he isn't trusted? How can he talk when no one seems to listen? How can he ever be himself? 37 You may have cares and duties There are dozens of things to be done But don Without some laughter and fun. t let the day come to an end , It is not just as we take it ’ s field will yield as we make it This mystical world of ours ’ Life A harvest of thorns or of flowers. fe a oe Ke _ S oe a The first few months are spent in preparation for the first patient. Practicing procedures, studying diseases, learning about meds. and how to give them, giving the first injection. All of this information stuffed into her head the freshman looks forward to her first patient with excitement and apprehension. The day comes and is over. As each day of experience passes she becomes more self-assured but tinges of anxiety creep back in. She grows each day and she is becoming a nurse. She puts the first unsteady lines on her blueprint which grow bolder with time. 40 Soe: “pence Come what may, time and the hour runs thru the roughest day. 41 CHRISTMAS DANCE The Christmas formal is one of the two big events of the year. After months of school without much recreation, we take advantage of the chance for a big blast. Mil iia if Y SRN Christmas Caroling Freshmen who have heard about caroling, juniors who have been before, seniors caroling for the last time go with sad hearts. 44 We're not professional by any means, the emotions are real. Tears fog words on a carol book and laughter is the tone for the after party. We exchange gifts, wish each a Merry Christmas and hurry to leave for the holidays at home. : Juniors Class of 1972 ) , Officers: Gail Wester, Pres.; Nancy Weir, Vice-Pres.; Debbie Clark, Sec.; Peggy Dawson, Treas. Sponsors: Mrs. Marie Robeson, Miss Betty Faulkner Motto: When seeing eyes which yearn for help and hearing cries of despair; run eagerly for it with arm outstretched and a hungry heart. Class Flower: White Rose 46 Kathy Absalom Teresa Bolick et Claudia Chandler Debbie Clark Peggy Dawson Geneva Fuller Margaret Greeson x 2 a) 7) = = 5 o ag cr ® 2 ¥ a Es = om) x Oo e) ae c e it (2 z : Bes ne oO c ‘s = = oO fo) is) et r = © — : g $ fe) Pn oO Q @ s a © ae e o 3) = e S E ic} B ee eo OT _ © = 2) Se fo) We) Oo o (= = © fe fo) a Tp) = is Rosalin Olive Patricia Pearce Connie Redman WE SN x Susie Starnes Linda Thompson Gail Troutman Kathy Wall i a Gail Wester Anne Woods Nancy Weir We remember... Lightening and Drip Oh Jesus—call on somebody you know Maggot on the john x 30 min. at 5:00 Why did | come here? Skinny dipping in the pool Slimey and her pickles with stress in continence | need a cigarette—gotta have a cigarette Grits and Yankees can live together Medical Center on Wed. night 1 3 of class engaged, 1 3 of class mar- ried, 1 3 Please God send me a man! No money from home Did you sign me in? hiccup L.T.—sure as 4:00 I'll break every bone in your body! Rosie’s laugh Super Doc with sunglasses and a flash- light to do a pelvic—‘‘Which foot did you say it was, my dear?” 50 | : i : ' | : i | ‘ AN 51 54 BLACK BANDING What’s so important about a black ribbon? Well, I'll tell you; I've studied and worked two years for this day. A labor of love — the tear in my Big Sister's eye tells me it is. | love her — she’s leaving; hope | can fill her shoes. Joy — an emotion of keen or lively pleasure arising from present or expected good. Santa Filomena Marjorie Coward Patricia Lee Carolyn Hardin Susan Lunsford Myra Jones Elizabeth Ward In a darkened room a candle is lit which illumi- nates pride in oneself and in the eyes of others. There is no prescribed pattern for ideal Santa Filomena. Santa Filomena should strive to de- velop the individual. The ideal is for each of us to develop her own interpretation of her personality and the situation she individually faces. Be aware that your viewpoint should be progressive, for- ward looking, open to change, but to have the foundation of the wisdom of the past members. Mii Z Vibe Ga bie ASO 58 OBSTETRICS We study and learn, but that’s only part of OB. Teaching, reassuring, holding a frightened hand and laughing and crying with her at birth, now that’s OB. It may be hours of watching, sitting at her side, and helping her but at the sound of that first little cry, we sigh, yes, it’s worth it. A perfect rose among lesser flowers A golden moment among lesser hours. White Miss White Susan wr” 0 ee 2 Di S = al | ass iiss TOY 62 Lois Cox Award “. .. How often was | impatient, about to lose heart, about to give up everything, about to seek the fear- fully easy way out: despair, But you never lost patience...” Kierkegaard You were honest You were kind You were concerned You loved and were loved You offered guidance but never guided You cared and You were there And at all times you were deeply concerned in our identity as individuals as well as nurses. So, we the senior class present the Lois Cox Award to YOU: Miss Joan Reinhardt. 63 Seniors Class Officers: Myra Jones, Pres.; Carolyn Hardin, Vice-Pres.; Gay Fleming, Sec.; Peggy Shoffner, Treas.; Kathy Barber, Historian. Sponsors: Mrs. Connie Dewees Mrs. Patty Hill Motto: You have to live life to love it, and love life to live it. Class Flower: Forget-me-not 64 REBECCA NORMAN ARONHIME Winston Salem, North Carolina In my heart, | know where | long to be, so I'll close my eyes till the dawn. Beck, What do | say about Becki? She has been my roommate for six months, but | couldn’t know her any better if it were three years. What in this world did she do at 5:30 in the morning? Beck, get the screen out of the window. I'll never forget late night talks, no mat- ter how sleepy she always listens — what's the subject tonight, Beck? Gerky, volumnes from Kenny, little feet shuffling down the hall, little notes, — that’s Beck. Beck, it’s nice to have you for a friend. Love ya, Spell 65 NANCY CAROL SPELL Roseboro, North Carolina Wait world, while | gather up the memories, that make me, me. Nancy, Whose turn is it to take the screen out of the window? It has only been a short time but I'll never forget the good times, our walls that have ears, fights with teddy and wabbit, our conversations that start at 1:00 AM, and your famous last words, ‘The foil doesn't melt, Beck.” Yes, Nancy Carol, it has been a short time but what wonderful memories we have made to look back on. Love ya, Nancy Carol, Beck MARGARET GAIL BALL Cherokee, North Carolina What is a Margaret? ... A person who has red brown hair, white skin, who reads books a lot, who loves Glenn, who drinks only Mountain Dews, who plays badminton with you, yes, Margaret is a friend. Delancey and Barber 66 PATRICIA McCULLEN LEE Four Oaks, North Carolina PAL, There are so many happenings since we first began our friend- ship, | just couldn't name all the experiences, we've helped each other through many a crisis, and | have the feeling we'll always do so. You're a born leader, Pat, and your work is that of perfection. | wouldn't change you for the world. Your only problem is your ten- dency to misplace things — you'd better correct that, and YOU know what | mean. — And oh yes, please refrain from the nude — photographs from now on — it creates a poor impression... HOCK KATHY LARUE BARBER Gibsonville, North Carolina Kathy, Three years of memories. Dog’s Heaven? .. . Durham Nursery School . . . Interns and Residents .. . “Goodbye, Mr. Chips”. . . “Annie” . . . Apartment Hunting .. . Scary Movies . . .“Gradua- tiOnweeer Delancey KAREN ELIZABETH DELANCEY Ruffin, North Carolina Karen, Do you remember: accidentally calling the OR to see what was playing at the movies, our late night conversations about some of our favorite people, Annie, FUNNY GIRL, Rod McKuen, our little man in the Corvette, apartment shopping, and your ill-fated wide brimmed hat? These are just a few of the many remembrances | have accumulated over the last three years. | hope they have been as enjoyable for you as they were for me. Best of luck always. Barber. LINDA AVERETTE BASS Oxford, North Carolina Dear Linda, Christmas cards, a dorm room, potato salad and fried chicken, the Bass brothers, wedding bells, black bands, and hard work... We've shared many memories over the past three years. We've covered lots of ground with so much left to cover in the future. Here’s hoping we will have even more memories to share then. To a friend from a friend, all the best of what life has to offer. God bless you. Love, Linda 68 PHYLLIS EDWARDS HOLLOWAY Chapel Hill, North Carolina If | can stop one heart from breaking | shall not live in vain If | can ease one life the aching Or cool one pain Or help one fainting Robin onto his nest again | shall not live in vain Phyllis KATHY ANNE BENSON Benson, North Carolina Hey Dick, Start with a wonderful friend like you and all your thoughtful ways. Tie in some secrets shared and kept and a wind of heartful praise. Mix in a bit of cheering up and favors large and small. Add a good luck but never good-bye and a friendly call. Toss in a small “forgive me, please” and a spell of stormy weather. Warm slowly and carefully through the years just doing things together. Then top it off with a great big smile and a sprinkle of dreams come true and you will have the kind of friendship that I’ve known since | met you. We've had some good times, Dick. Remember our Ward G spe- cials, our many ‘friendly arguments”, the night before Black-Band- ing 1970 and telling all your secrets. Remember Black-Banding 1971, our ‘little sisters” and Graduation, May 14, 1971. Love, Capps KAREN ARLENE CAPPS Mebane, North Carolina Capps, Remember Ward G... “Oh Dear, please help me”... “What we need is fire and brimstone” . . . Remember trying to crank ‘that thare’’ Plymouth . . . Remember the numerous times you ‘fell asleep” in the tube room... Remember “Hey Dick”... Remember our little excursions at Butner ... Remember your hogging the bed and snoring at the beach... . Your first trip to Johnston County and our ‘friendly falling outs.” There are so many moments to remem- ber now that we're leaving Watts. | just hope that we don't forget any of them in the future. “Good luck, Dick”. Love, Benson 69 MARJORIE COLE COWARD Oxford, North Carolina ‘| want to live, live and let live, | want to love, love and let love.” Margie, Today you're sitting on a rainbow. You have fulfilled your dreams as a graduate nurse. Were there times when the reality of gradu- ation seemed a mirage? Then we did have fun. Ward F, | shall never forget without thinking of you. If all people expressed themselves as you what a beautiful world this would be. Patience is another virtue of yours. How can you tolerate us so smoothly? Sharing secrets and our tete a tete sessions were enlightening and bene- ficial to me. You have a way of making others feel wanted and im- portant. Never to forget the lovely person you are... I'll not say good- bye... only so long. Sincerely, Beth ELIZABETH ANNE WARD Nakina, North Carolina “It is not what he has, nor even what he does, which directly ex- presses the worth of a man, but what he is.” Henri-Frederic Amiel Beth, A perfect description of the graduate nurse: a teacher, a coordin- ator, and last but not least a communicator. “My, what a communi- cator.”’ It will take you places . . . or has it already? | shall remember our times together. It’s a wonder Ward F still stands. Oh, the smiles as the Orthopods approach. It is hard to leave but it’s that time. I'll just say “Good luck in the Navy.” The world is yours. A friend always, Margie 70 GABRIELLE FLEMING Doylestown, Pennsylvania Gay, These past three years have brought good days and bad days — all memories — some of which will be thought of as experiences from which to learn while planning for the future. Remember Butner and Grand Rounds — you sure did a lot of writing — Jim, Jim, Jim... Wonder who's pictures that was you slept with? Henry and | were really, sincerely and honestly sorry we interrupted you and Jim behind the Elk’s Club. Did you ever get started? You're a good friend, Gay, and you have been a good listener during troubled times. | hope we'll keep in touch as the years go by, and if you and Jim decide “to make it legal,” Henry and | will know where to go to get our teeth cleaned, “free”. Best wishes to you as you practice your profession “faithfully.” Love, Kathy KATHERINE LAVERNE MILLER Goldsboro, North Carolina Kathy, Always remember the good times and the bad because there sure were plenty of both. Thanks for being such a true friend in a time of need. If we both live through May 29, it will be a miracle (well worth it, though). | sure hope someone gives you something to stir the drinks with at your reception. Jim doesn’t think Henry's “glasses” are too aseptic — | think they add to the flavor. Good luck in Tennessee and please always keep in touch. Love, Gay 71 CAROLYN JEAN HARDIN Canton, North Carolina “It is not what the world gives me in honor, praise, of gold; It is what | do give the world, so others do unfold”... R. F. Wolfe Carolyn, The time has come for us togo in our seperate: directions. | hope these past three years will bring back fond memories of Wyche and Hill House events. Maybe this is the appropriate time for me to say “thank you” for your helping hand and your many hours of concern. | will never forget the time that | wanted to quit nursing but you al- ways gave me the courage to fight on. Remember to pull your bed away from the wall to prevent your friendly creatures sleeping with you... Best of luck in the coming years. Don’t forget to keep in touch. Your roommate and friend, Sandy 72 SANDRA LEIGH TAYLOR Red Oak, North Carolina “A friend hath the skill and observation of the best physician; the diligence and vigilance of the best nurse; and the tenderness and patience of the best mother.” Clarendon Sandy, | don't exactly know how to put into one paragraph all the things which have happened over the last three years — two of which we have spent as roomies. We've had our ups and downs like all other roommates but no friendship is perfect-like no people are perfect. Some of the more prominent of my fond memories include: our midnight gab sessions and snacks, the week-end | went home with you, Butner, “studying” for exams, you making fun of my “bugs,” you interested and willing to listen to my problems, and our ex- perience on Wards M and G together as seniors. It hardly seems possible that graduation is here and our paths must part. Good luck to you and Kolby. A friend always, Carolyn CHERYL SUZANNE FOY Greensboro, North Carolina To Cheryl, Remember all our good times, over-look our bad, and look for- ward to the future. But | would ask you to always remember and think fondly of: our freshman year which included studying till early hours for exams, watching the academy awards from inside my closet, and all the anxiety we experienced waiting for exams to be over SO we could move on to our second year at Watts. We became room-mates as Juniors. What a good influence | was with my neat and orderly side of the room. As Seniors, we grumbled our way thru Med-Surg, laughed and “studied” our way thru psych (always the night before tests), and together we were both guided thru leadership (Whether we wanted it or not). Be good, don’t sink the Navy, and remember me as | am — always the first to see the storm and the first who'll tell it like it is. Slade (Mrs.) CATHY ALLIGOOD SLADE Washington, North Carolina Slade, Things to Remember — slipping down the hall to watch T.V. dur- ing close study, studying hard (?) for exams, discussing Q.P. with Gay, the decision to move across the hall, the Top Hat crowd, those Sunday 2am talks, redoing drug cards for G.B., your love for Country music, the dances at Butner, team leaders, being sure to take all your pills, talking to Mike in your absence and most of all your on going love for Mike. Cheryl JACQUELINE ALEANE HARRIS Roxboro, North Carolina A true friend is the best possession. Jackie, Words can’t describe our three years together and the good times... the walks to Duke... . closed study ... . Saturday labs and Carolina football games .. . a blue VW and Tyra our Senior year... the days at Butner. Most of all, remember our friendship. Karen 74 KAREN MARIE NEWHOUSE Danville, Virginia What I'll always remember about Karen: Freckles .. . the triple room our freshman year . . . her contact lens (even one with a black dot on it)... . her wild dates... our long walks... the Navy... A guy named Larry... her blue Fiat that we rode so many times from Butner to Durham... and more freckles. J. Harris MYRA ELAINE JONES Graham, North Carolina Myra, Do you remember .. . “cat naps between classes our freshman year... Capping .. . Moving into Hill House beside the kitchen... Our “clanking sink” — no hot water for two years... thousands of coke bottles collecting in our room, popping popcorn . . . our last night at Butner .. . Senior projects .. . Barney, motorbikes, beach trips and ‘our honeys” — Our nursing school days are over — but the memories will linger forever. Peggy PEGGY BOWMAN SHOFFNER Julian, North Carolina Days with Peg Freshman year — Popcorn Junior year — Popcorn and Coke Senior year — Popcorn and Larry In Between — Friendship Myra 75 KITTY LOU JOYNER Miami, Florida Dear Kitty, The first day we set foot in these halls we met the Miami kid with the quick wit and the knobby knees. We didn’t know much about this foreigner at first, but over the past three years we have grown to love her. Through many laughs . . . and many tears... . we have emerged, all three of us somewhat better able to tread water in the river of life. Kitty, may God always bless and keep you. We will treasure your friendship always. With love, Joan and Linda MARGARET MOORE MATHESON Timberlake, North Carolina Dear Margaret, Where do | begin? Grammar school, high school, Watts. We've shared them all. Banging on the walls at lam. in Wyche House, talks at night. Have you locked the door, set the alarms? Obsessive- compulsive. Then came JUH and wedding plans. It was fun. Now that the end is here, | will surely miss you. May God bless and keep you. | will hold dear our friendship always. With love, Joan SUSAN JANE LUNSFORD Timberlake, North Carolina “Charity is a virtue of the heart and not of the hands.” Sue, Remember all those hours you spent brushing your teeth while | “tried” to sleep ... All those nights we spent “studying” during closed study and especially the night we got caught with almost the whole dorm in our room. The first time we tried to put on our bibs and aprons . . . Your little pink jackass named Matheson, all those pennies you've saved over the years for Robert’s wedding band, the Saturday we got snowed in, crawling around on the floor looking for your contacts, those philosophical discussions we had about religion, all those anniversaries that went by for both of us, those delicious cookies your mother used to bake, Mary at Butner, Mark Eden. Remember all these things with sadness and joy... .| do. Cathy CATHERINE JANE MATHESON Rougemont, North Carolina Cathy, Remember the good times — “’Fourteen-thirty two Franklin Park Circle Hero”, Lindberg, Jr., the major offenses in Wyche House, Se- nior Raid — 1969, Capping, the big move to Hill House, lights with towels hung over them, Butner and cute Mr. Smith, Christmas Caroling, May 14, 1971 —, a certain baseball player and your love for him, All this and much more. A great three years. The best to you always, Susan Lunsford 77 JOAN CAROL MILLER Timberlake, North Carolina Dear Joan, How can |! write down on paper friendship which has been accu- mulating for nearly three years? We have shared so much. | honestly can't think that one can write down things like understanding, com- panionship, of love... because it is only through experiencing these things that we know them. All | can say is thank you for being there to cut up with or to talk seriously about things important to both of us, and let’s not let our friendship end with a letter in a yearbook. | hope your future will bring you much happiness. God bless and keep you. Love, Linda LINDA AILEEN SWAIN Winston Salem, North Carolina Dear Linda, “God never loved me in so sweet a way before, ‘Tis He alone who can such blessings send. And when His love would new expressions find, He brought thee to me and He said — ‘Behold a friend’.”’ When | first met Linda Swain, | didn’t know her at all, but as time passed | grew to love her dearly. The going was rough at times, but the good always out-weighted the bad. Remember the long talks about special people, the planning, and excitement. Now that the end is here may, ; ; “God keep watch ‘Tween thee and me, This is my prayer; He looks thy way. He looketh mine. And keeps us near.” With love, Joan 78 INA ELIZABETH POLK Plymouth, North Carolina Ina, It has been a long hard road but every minute unforgettable. |'Il never forget studying like crazy to pass our OB exam and how de- pressing it was to make a bad grade. | hope that in the future the nursing profession will bring you happiness and maybe even a hus- band. Never forget these short two and one-half years because in them we've lots of cherished memories. Gail 79 CHRISTINE GAIL STRICKLAND Graham, North Carolina Gail, Friendship is a thing most necessary to life, since without friends no one would choose to live, though possessed of all other advan- tages. Gail, you've truly been a friend . . . one willing to listen and render assistance. You have done the most a friend can do... by imply being a friend. Ina Memories... Basketball game with the Darling Docs Let’s go sing to the Freshmen Butner Tacky Roo; Hey, Dick Our last Christmas caroling Haufbrau It's snowing — we're campused; strange, the dorm sure is empty Little sisters Tragedy Banana splits from Eckerds Our Instructors Class meetings — Oh, God forbid Team Leading Greatest White Cap dance ever Ward G — ‘Fire and Brimestone” Apartment hunting Graduation, May 14, 1971 Misty eyes saying goodbye to “roomies’ and friends 80 REE 8 Og ix i. 4 : S : | 81 Graduation May 14 Class Of CONE 83 PEN Mrs. Brady and Mrs. Brooks Medical-Surgical Nursing The eye—it cannot but see: We cannot bid the ear be still: Our bodies feel, when’er they be, Against and with our will. Nor less | deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness. 86 Mrs. Pierce and Nursing Miss Reinhardt and Nursing Mrs. Perkins Fundamentals Mrs. Robeson Fundamentals 87 Miss Faulkner and Mrs. Holloway Medical-Surgical Nursing Mrs. Beogli Surgical Nursing ik . Matus Mrs Librarian Mrs. Sutton and Mrs. Laudermilk Mrs. Ness Obstetrics lon Recreat ANE ae ll and Mrs. Dewes H Mrs iatrics Ped 88 RA PRESSE Cecile Zunner Mrs 1on ing Educat irector of Nurs D inger ille Hols Luc Mrs ing f Nurs Director o Mrs. Hunt Secretary Nursing School 89 Student Government 1. Advisor: Miss Reinhardt 4. 2nd Vice-Pres.: Vicky Crutchfield 2. Pres.: Pat Lee 5. Secretary: Lynn Norfolk 3. 1st Vice-Pres.: Susan Lunsford 6. Treas.: Shirley Horton 90 Glee Club nonsent ene RiNOS PGA CEAG 91 Christian Student Union O22 tudent Nurses Association 93 White Cap Staff Editors Nancy Spell and Karen Newhouse Freshmen, Junior and Senior staff with Advisor Miss Reinhardt What is Dedication? Is it giving up for the meaningful devotion a philosophy a way of life | had devoted the labor of my whole life, and had dedicated my intellect... to the slow and elaborate toil of con- structing one single work... DeQuincey A night of memories and of sighs | consecrate to Thee... . Landor And nothing God can do shall pierce your peace, my friend... Benson The White Cap Staff dedicates the 1971 White Cap Annual to Miss Joan Reinhardt for she is Dedication. : Another year at Watts ... 365 days of becoming a student nurse, learning specialized areas of nursing and perfecting nursing arts. A new class entered and donned new white uniforms. It’s a little sad to watch the old blue and white become untraditional. But, they will be Watts nurses no matter what color their uniform is. The junior class became “Big Sister” and soon found it’s difficult to set examples and be the leaders with followers. They found themselves engulfed by the mystery of life in a delivery room and the ever present threat of death in an operating room. They learned compassion and tender firmness while caring for a sick child. The seniors dared to wear black bands on their caps. They searched their own souls and minds as they studied the dark world of mental illness. They learned the total realm of nursing when they took charge of wards and carried out their duties as team leaders effectively. As the 365 days dwindled down to 50; 30; 10; then graduation day, they found themselves with ambivalent feelings about leaving. They had grown into their role as nurses in those dorms, class rooms and wards. They had met and loved friends here that they would never forget and parting from them was the most traumatic part of grad- uation. But, they stripped off their black bands and passed that tradition to their little sisters. The year, 1971, at Watts is never to be forgotten. It will be remembered differently by each of us who was part of it. Tragedy shrouded us as we lost a member of our school. Through love and deep friendship we kept each other together in those black days. Each of those 365 days held it’s own mystery. They are history now but never to be forgotten. 96 Di | walked away today and turned only briefly to focus on the past. There, vividly magnified in my memories was a blueprint of all the days | had spent. The first days were the hardest, but they were also the most challenging. Those days were to form the foun- dation of my blueprint, the guidelines of my expecta- tions. | was unsure of myself in the beginning but my fears and insecurities soon faded beneath a sea of overwhelming understanding of myself and my duty. | learned about life in those days . .. how it could be so beautifully produced and so silently taken away. The framework of my purpose was finally beginning to take shape, producing a meaningful pattern in my life. The last days went by much too quickly. My mind and hands had become skilled over the many long days of work and study. But, | knew the foundation was strong, the framework sturdy and the finishings were of the finest quality. My blueprint was finished, even down to the small corner designated .. . “To remem- ber friends by”... This is my blueprint, this is my life... 98 Ae EO = oy) S be ign Hey ee ee 100 101 yo aioe 102 yo ee AANA 103 THE MAGIC OF A FRIEND It’s the little things that matter, The unexpected things .. The thoughtful gift that gives. a lift, x : The thrill a call rings! et kindly deed for one i in need, i The willingness. es, .The happy smile that helps And tells someone, “l care!” It’s the little things that matter, � That add up in the enc Tot the priceless, thrilling magic . a “_ Found only ir in frien In Memoriam Patricia Ann Mann 104 MEE, PAPER PN. oa: hast baheieets thts ¥] 3 } i thi Saaertes ri Berane etal jets tes get a Seats oe