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like to spend time with.” I liked Paul, I respected him, thought a lot of his work was marginal and was carried more by his personality than his intellect, but he was a very bright person. I know when I was given an honorary degree by Columbia, Ruth didn't go to the ceremony.

Because of Paul Lazarsfeld?

It represented a part of our life that she resented, because I went ahead with it and, in effect, left her at home. Now that sounds harsher than it was; I didn't neglect her in the sense that she didn't have plenty of things to do that were interesting, but there were times when I could have been here and I wasn't. I think she felt Paul was partly responsible for that, and I think that, more than anything else, hung over the attitude she had toward the Center, on the West Coast. But that was also close to some of the other people she knew in graduate school, for whom she had absolutely no respect, intellectually or any other way. I think even in some of the characters in Hollywood--I think she was tolerant of them much more than she was of the academic types who were represented by people in the field of psychology. I expect if I had had a better sense of the future when we were first married, or when I was in graduate school, I would have gone a different direction in graduate study than I did. God knows where I would have come out, but she did not identify with my studies in graduate school at all. She did in things in other areas--Unless I would have gone into medicine, which she didn't want me to do, because I had been accepted as a first-year medical student at Michigan. But even if I had gone into medicine, I think it would have been better than going on with psychology. When the man under whom I took my degree was approaching his hundredth birthday, it was she who said, you know, “Let's do something for Bert.” His name was Harold Bert. She was very genuinely fond of him and respected him; most of the other people in the department she had absolutely no use for at all. So she was