I remember Nazi election propaganda posters showing a hateful Jewish face with crooked nose.

I reverted easily to my wild state, that is experimentation.

I studied chemical engineering. I was a good student, but these were the hard times of the depression, my scholarship came to an end, and it was necessary to work to supplement the family income.

I survived only a year in Berkeley, partly because I declined to sign the anticommunist loyalty oath.

I feel I learned as much from fellow students as from the professors.

I'm now a bit anti-Jewish since my last visit to the synagogue, but my atheism does not necessarily reject religion.

I had no new ideas on the physics we might learn, and I could not compete with the younger generation.