In Quest of the Black Band

In 1952, fresh out of high school, I am lured by three friends to enroll in a Catholic school of nursing when I have no desire of becoming a Florence Nightingale. At seventeen I am more interested in fashion and art. In this memoir I share my joys, my hurts, my faith, my fears, and innermost thoughts. Two stories interweave in this tale—of my personal and spiritual growth where I am nearly ripped apart by the tri-fold pull of family, lover, and the Sisters of Charity in my quest for the black band. The events that changed the group of fun-loving teenagers, raised in the foot-hills of Kentucky into mature, bone-tired angels of mercy, and the tender love story that is prominently threaded throughout the pages read like fiction. But this story of tears and laughter is true. I have remembered it all—the good and the bad, and have told it here without alteration.