Jack Foster was riding in the backseat of his friend’s car as they came to a stoplight in downtown Kokomo when he saw the girl of his dreams cross the street at the corner of Union and Sycamore.
“Man, look at that girl,” Jack remembers saying to his two buddies.
“Do you know her?” they asked him.
“No, I’ve never seen her before, but I’m gonna marry her,” Jack replied. “They laughed.”
He said something inside told him that they were were destined to be together, but he thought he would never see her again.
About a month later, destiny brought them together again. This time it was at a restaurant in the basement of the YMCA, called the Y Café.
“Once I saw her I knew that burning desire was right there,” Jack said. “I probably was lit up like a light bulb if I could’ve seen myself.”
Jack knew he had to meet this mystery girl, so his friend introduced him to her. Her name was Beverly Barnett, and she told Jack that she and her friends would be going to dance at the Canteen later that week, and he could find them there.
“I thought he was good looking,” Beverly said. “He was tall, handsome, built really well, and had curly black hair. He was always making jokes and making everybody laugh all the time.”
Eighteen-year-old Jack met up with 14-year-old Beverly at the Canteen a few days later and took her home. That was their first date. Jack was in love immediately. He wanted to see her again, but he wasn’t sure what the future had in store for them.
“The thing I thought about was that we might get separated,” he said. “I made it to first base, but I didn’t know if I’d ever make it to second or third. I didn’t know what would happen with the war. I thought I could get drafted at any time.”