My earliest (ever) memory was telling mum that I didn’t want to die. I was scared. She comforted me.
The thing I remember best was mum’s perseverance in everything. She never gave up. She played tennis and ping-pong with the same determination. I actually recall the final point in a mixed doubles tennis tournament when she and a man called Paul Garnet won the title (I was probably 10 or 12 years old). I was very proud of her.
In our family car, mum conveyed me and my buddies to play football every Saturday when I was in high school. She never missed.
While making my decision in 1967 to go back to graduate school to do a Ph.D., I asked my parents what they thought.… More