ABSTRACT
I was born in Dresden, Germany, into a family that could be called bourgeois, but that was amazingly liberal in its attitude toward life in general. Therefore, as I grew up after World War I, I never had to overcome any prejudices about people who were different from myself, whether in race, or religion, or life-style or anything else. My father was a “Procurist” at a large bank. (Later my mother told us that – just before his death – he had been promoted to be a Director, but that the letter with the announcement arrived after he died. So he never knew.)
