Frederick Seitz - Background and Personal Life

Background and Personal Life

Born in San Francisco on July 4, 1911, Seitz graduated from Lick-Wilmerding High School in the middle of his senior year, and went on to study physics at Stanford University obtaining his bachelor's degree in three years, graduating in 1932. He married Elizabeth K. Marshall on May 18, 1935.

Seitz died March 2, 2008 in New York. He was survived by a son, three grandchildren, and four great-grandchildren.

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