When Mom was young and living in Fairview she had quite a lot of crushes on lots of boys. But one them who I could not figure out and who she really had it bad for was Spencer. Now I would have thought that Spencer would be a classmate. But no, it turns out he was her music teacher. His name was Spencer Covert. Why she called her teacher Spencer instead of Mr. Covert was weird. I had a crush on my music teacher in 10th grade and he was Richard Dastrup but I never called him Richard.
Reading her diary, almost every page from 1939-1940 contained all her feelings for Spencer. One of her entries was: "I saw Spencer today. He hardly noticed me. He probably doesn't even know I am alive. Oh Spencer!! Every night before I lay down in bed, I call out, Spencer, Spencer, Spencer. Oh MY Heart!!"
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Spencer Covert
Mom's Crush on Her Music Teacher 1939-40 |
I was reading mom's history the other day and I found Spencer's obituary. He was teaching in Fullerton, CA and also been a superintendent of schools there. He was born in 1917 and died in 1986. He was the father of three children. My mom still cared about him til the end. I miss Mom and I wish I would have asked more questions about her life while I still could. It's so nice she kept a diary. (She had many but I only found one.) And those letters from my Dad and hers to him. What a wonderful thing! I am going to read them again and again.
