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The Fioretti (1958) MUShare The Fioretti Archives 1958 The Fioretti (1958) Marian University - Indianapolis Follow this and additional works at: https://mushare.marian.edu/fio Recommended Citation Marian University - Indianapolis, "The Fioretti (1958)" (1958). The Fioretti. 21. https://mushare.marian.edu/fio/21 This Book is brought to you for free and open access by the Archives at MUShare. It has been accepted for inclusion in The Fioretti by an authorized administrator of MUShare. For more information, please contact [email protected]. THE FIORETTI - VOLUME XVI NUMBER 2 Indianapolis, Indiana 1958-1959 AN ANTHOLOGY OF MARIAN COLLEGE PROSE AND VERSE THE STAFF Editor-in-Chief James Jenks, '60 Assistant Editors Peggy Delaney, '60 Sue Farney, '61 J.udy Parrish, '60 Elaine Thomas, '60 Art Mary lou Szuter, '61 CONTENTS ESSAYS The First Driving Lesson 4 Charles Robinson My "Two" Sisters 6 Mary Alice Chance Science in the Coffee Cup 12 Bill Logan Jerry 13 Betty McWilliams The Brothers 16 Sylvia Johnson Not Only Paul 24 Peggy Delaney A Brief Analysis 26 James Jenks The Cat and the Canary 29 Louise Divel- Long Distance, Please 40 Judy Wehrmeister The Voice from the Stairs 43 Louise Diver SHORT STORIES Dangerous Precedent 9 Louise Diver The Intruder 30 Rose Chan POEMS The Challenge 8 Nancy Zore Ambitions 15 Mary Lou Szuter The Retreat of the Beats 22 James T. O'Donnell Snow Scene 28 Mike Welsh Man 38 Rebert D. Jackson I Thirst 44 Ruth Ramsdell There comes a time in every young man's life that usually causes the first major break in parent-son relations. It comes The with the desire to drive the fam­ ily car. Johnny, our budding young d;iver, usually breaks the ice First with a subtle approach as this: "Dad, all the guys are get­ ting cars to drive to school, and I was wondering . " "We only live two blocks, Driving J01111, and you can walk!" "But, Dad ' I need a car," John retaliated: "What for?" John had violated a lawyer's Lesson first rule: never decoy yoursel f into a question for which you don't have an answer. His only alternative was to stalk out of the room in order to show his father he had so many uses for CHARLES ROBINSON, '62 a car that the question was too obvious to answer. John let his father think about it . for a while, for our fact that the latter relied on boy is too clever to keep press­ tremendously. ing the point with his father. Several days after speaking He took the line of least re­ to Dad, John reverted his at­ sistance which all sixteen-year­ tack to his mother. olds will do. "Mom, you know I'll be six­ John's line of least resistance teen in two more weeks and I was forty-two years old, had was wondering if ... " black hair with a touch of grey, "Son, we can't afford to buy and the apple of her eye was you a car. VVe just don't have her one and only son, John, a the money." 4 Boy, she cut me off. I've got hear because he is wondering to think, John thought. Then when Dad is going to let him it struck him. have the wheel and Dad doesn't ,. How about you letting me hear because he is wishing he drive your car ?" were home watching the basket­ "vVe'll see," was all she said, ball game on television. but John knew he had won. Finally, the moment arrives. \Vhen any mother says "\i\1e'Jl \ Ve are now fifteen miles from see," she might as well say l1owhere, out among the shel­ "O.K." tering pines and Johnny is ad­ In a few weeks occurred the j l1sting himself behind the grfMest event in any si xtf'ell­ w heel. Good old John, with all year-old's life. Johnny W:lS go­ the contidence of sixteen years, ing out to drive. Visualize the promptly turns the ignition key, scene: Mothei- standll1g ill the presses the accelerator and the driveway firing instructions 10 roar of the engine is music to hoth of them: father and SOil. his ears. After putting the car i 11 gear and assuring Mother, .oN ow be careful and look for the seventeenth time, that bo~h w,~ys and don't go fast he'll be careful, he begins to re­ and ... lease the clutch which will send . "I'll be careful. Mom," was him and his two passengers the reassuring reply. sailing down the road. There is "Yes, dear," answered Dad a sudden jolt, thel1 another, and \vith the favorite cliche of hen­ then silence. Dad informs J ohn­ pecked husbands. ny needlessly: She looked at both of them "You've killed it," which is a nd then said: an idiomatic expression mean­ "Wait a minute while I get ing that if we had a newer car my coat. I'm going too." She instead of this old rattle-trap had to protect her prodigy from (three years old) it wouldn't the wrath of Dad, although she have died on us. By this time had never driven a day in her Mother is near hysterics and life. Dad uses the incident as a good Now the three of them are excuse to hurry back to catch moving down a country road. the second half of the game. Mother is still firing words of Thus ends John's first driving caution which Johnny doesn't lesson. 5 "c-r 11 -Jwo S isters MARY ALICE CHANCE, '62 Why did she do it? She was childhood. She is the older Iw such a popillar girl in high two years, and we are, I sup­ .school, always so active and pose, typical sisters. Oh, we had happy. vVhat makes a young our arguments and fights and girl like this one join a re­ spankings, but she was always ligious order, especially just there when I needed her. May­ after graduation? \ i\1 hy didn't be she spoiled me ; she certainly she want the exciting life of a pampered me, for no matter college . student instead of the what happened, she was there to Ii fe of a religious behind gray build up my hopes, to share my convent walls? As I sat in the joys, to wipe away my tears. drab parlor of the convent, all As the years passed, \'v'e grew these questions, and many more up together. And only one who flashed through my mind. has or has had an older sister It was visiting day and the can begin to realize the fun we first time we, our family, had had. \ i\1 e wore each other' s seen my sister for three months. clothes, arranged each other's Listening to her talk, I began hair, plucked each other's eye­ to recall the happy days of OUf brows, and did all the other 6 wonderful things that life al­ characteristics enabled her to be lows girls to do-only we did a good Catholic girl, and finally them together. It seems so long gave her the strength to follow ago, yet I remember distinctly her vocation. the magical night of my first A smile never left her face, formal dance. I attended only and she showered kind words after my sister's continued in­ on those around her. She stud­ sistance. She let me wear her ied hard and made very good formal and applied all the fin­ grades, but more important she ishing touches to my appear­ learned how to live with others ance. -a lesson we all must learn. She was a friend. a com­ She dated a little, but seemed forter, a confessor; but mainly, to be waiting for that special Someone to come along, and she was a big sister. And be­ He did. He called her, not 011 cause she means so much to me the telephone, or even audibly, I would like to share her with but · He did call, and she gave everyone. Her faith is like a up all to follow Him. daisy, delicate and yet stalwart. Even though a Catholic high N ow as Sister Mary Virgil school education was denied sat talking gaily to our parents, her. she lived ' her religion in she bubbled over with hap­ h~r school life and in her as­ piness. She was happy. happy sociations with her fellow stu­ as someone in love. for she was clents. Hope fil1s her whole life in love. in love with God, and as the sweet scent of roses fil1 s so much in love that she gave the room where they stand. Li fe herself to Him. is 110t an easy thing and she But. dear sister, our days of had her bad days, too. In fact, being together are gone, and she had a few more than most each 0 f us has chosen her O\\7n people; but she never faltered. way to happiness. 1 leave you she never hesitated. She had to reluctantly, but hope to share choose between rig h t and you with many. \vrong daily, just as we all do. I hope that those others who hut her choice was always for meet my sister through me will God. Her charity is like a flower also better understand why a that blooms every day of the . girl like this should give up al1 year and disperses its beauty to to follow Him. her Love, her those around it. :\nd these Someone.
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