Well, after the war, my father died 1943 when I was one year in the war. I don’t have any memory of him. So my mother brought me up on her own. She never married again and she had to earn her life and her money and to bring me up. And he did it in a wonderful way. I was able to visit high schools, what we say. And in the end also, she financed my university study. So Cologne was destroyed. We had to fled from here.
