My parents, Gordon Levy and Geraldine Martin, met at Fresno High School in, I believe, 1943. I remember hearing stories about them meeting when Mom was a sophomore and Dad was a hot shot senior. I don’t see Mom in the 1943 yearbook so I’m guessing she entered Fresno High School in the fall of 1943 after a few years living in Alameda County with her mother and great aunt.
Here’s the yearbook for Fresno High School in 1944.
And just like kids have done for years and will continue to do, having friends sign the year book was THE thing to do.
My dad was involved in just about everything in high school. In fact, that involvement gene stayed with him throughout his life. He was happiest when he was busy – he must have been really happy in his senior year of high school with all of his activities and his new girlfriend.
The Owl, Fresno High School, 1944
Dad was the Student Body President in the fall of 1943.
And somewhere during his senior year, he met a girl. Apparently he was smitten as they stayed together until his death in 2005. Looks like the underclassmen (people?) had group pictures taken for the yearbook.
second row from the bottom, third from the right
From the Owl: “Levy, undefeated in ten races this season, turned in the best performance of the squad by running the 100 in 10.1 and breaking the school record of 22.4 in the 220 by sprinting the distance in 22.3. He also anchored a victorious relay team to a win in the county meet in 1:33.6, and a disputed tie with Edison in the city meet.”
1944 Fresno High School Track Team
Gordon Levy, bottom row, third from left
Jim Bradshaw, bottom row, third from right
Jim Bradshaw, sitting to Dad’s left, was not only a classmate at Fresno High and Stanford University, but a friend for life.
I’m sure commencement on June 9, 1944 was a big event, especially since D-Day had occurred just 3 days before.
Dad was the Valedictorian that year – what an honor. I’d love to come across his speech “To Promote the General Welfare, to Secure the Blessings of Liberty”. I’ll bet Mom was proud of her man!
Mom always said she didn’t “follow” him to Stanford University but I think it’s more than a little coincidental that they both graduated from Stanford and were rabid fans their entire lives. She did tell me once, though, that more women were admitted during the war years as so many of the men were off to war.
I found one very sweet treasure in Dad’s yearbook – Mom’s message to him as he graduated.
There isn’t really much I can write here but what I do will have to be O.K. I guess! I guess at times I’ve seemed a little silly to you but I couldn’t seem to be any other way at the time. I guess you got pretty disgusted with me when I acted like a little baby. I suppose this is a fine time to say so but I promise I’ll never act that way again. I don’t see how you’ve put up with me for so long – guess there must be a reason though! I know I shouldn’t get mad so easily – I was always sorry the minute I did but was too stubborn to give in.
I guess even though I’ve acted like a little fool at times we’ve still had a lot of fun – at least I have. These have undoubtedly been the happiest months of my life – I guess they always will be.
These are all silly things to be writing here but I had to get them said somehow Now that I have I guess that’s all there is I can write Good luck!!
All my love – Gerry
I’ll bet when Mom wrote those words more than 70 years ago, she never thought about her daughter reading (much less transcribing) her message.
I haven’t found a picture of Mom and Dad together during high school (YET) but I have found some cute photos of them individually from that time frame.
She looks so playful here, which is not a word I would have ever used to describe my mom.
And one of Dad. Nice slacks!
I don’t necessarily know the story of how my grandparents met, but I have the letters they wrote back and forth as they were courting. And I wrote about their engagement here, including the letter my grandfather wrote to Grandma’s parents asking for her hand. And I even have the letter they wrote back!
Thanks for the blogging inspiration, Randy!