F. Scott Fitzgerald

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F. Scott Fitzgerald

I was born on September 24, 1896 in Saint Paul Minnesota to an upper middle-class family and named after famous my second cousin, three times removed, Francis Scott Key and my deceased sister Louise Scott. My parents were Mary [nee McQuillan] and Edward Fitzgerald and devout Catholics. I am both of Irish and English descent. "Well, three months before I was born," he wrote as an adult, "my mother lost her other two children ... I think I started then to be a writer." I spent most of my childhood in Buffalo, New York were I attended Holy Angels Convent and Nardin Academy. I was a boy of “unusual intelligence and drive” and had a keen interest in literature. My mother doted over me, ensuring that I have all the advantages of an upper middle-class upbringing. Even so my schooling was arranged, so that I would only go half days and I could choose which half.

After my father was fired from Procter & Gamble, my family moved back to Minnesota where I attended St. Paul Academy and saw my first piece of writing in print, 'The Mystery of the Raymond Mortgage,' a detective story published in the school newspaper. At 15, my parents sent me to a prestigious Catholic prep school, the Newman School, in Hackensack New Jersey. There I met Father Sigourney Fay, “who noticed my incipient talent with the written word and encouraged me to pursue my literary ambitions.” I graduated Newman Academy and went on to Princeton University to pursue my literary ambitions, where I “dedicated myself to hone my craft as a writer.” I wrote for the Princeton Tiger Club, the Nassau Lit, and the Princeton Tiger. Unfortunately my writing pursuits came at the expense of my academics and I was placed on probation, but in 1917 I eventually dropped out and joined the army.

I was commissioned as second lieutenant in the infantry and stationed at Camp Sheridan, right outside of Montgomery, Alabama. It was there that I met and fell in love with Zelda Sayre, the daughter of an Alabama Supreme Court justice. Zelda and I were engaged, unengaged, engaged, and finally married at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York.


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