Early Life and High School Career
Fekete was born to Hungarian immigrants who settled in Findlay, Ohio in the early 1900s. Like his brothers John and Frank, he played on the Findlay High School basketball, track and football teams. A standout athlete, he was recruited by several big-name college football programs, including Michigan State University, Notre Dame University and Ohio State University. He accepted Ohio State's offer.
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