Born Harry Sinclair Lewis in the village of
Sauk Centre, Minnesota, he began reading books at a young age and kept a diary. He had two siblings, Fred (born
1875) and Claude (born
1878). His father, Edwin J. Lewis, was a physician and, at home, a stern disciplinarian who had difficulty relating to his sensitive, unathletic third son. Lewis's mother, Emma Kermott Lewis, died in
1891; little is known of whatever influence she may have had on him. The following year, Edwin Lewis married Isabel Warner, whose company young Lewis apparently enjoyed. Throughout his lonely boyhood, the ungainly Lewis -- tall, extremely thin, stricken with acne, and somewhat popeyed -- had trouble gaining friends and pined after various local girls. At age 13, he unsuccessfully ran away from home, wanting to become a drummer boy in the
Spanish-American War.
In fall
1902, Lewis left home for a year at Oberlin Academy (the then-preparatory department of
Oberlin College) to help himself qualify for acceptance by
Yale University. While at Oberlin, he developed a religious enthusiasm that waxed and waned for much of his remaining teenage years. He entered Yale in
1903 but did not receive his
bachelor's degree until
1908, having taken time off to work at Helicon Hall,
Upton Sinclair's cooperative-living colony near
Englewood, New Jersey, and to travel to Panama. Lewis's unprepossessing looks, "fresh" country manners, and seemingly self-important loquacity did not make it any easier for him to win and keep friends at Oberlin or Yale than in Sauk Centre. Some of his crueler Yale classmates joked "that he was the only man in New Haven who could fart out of his face." Nevertheless, he did manage to initiate a few relatively long-lived friendships among students and professors, some of whom recognized his promise as a writer.