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I FIRST CAME TO KNOW ERWIN SINGER while he was in training at the White Institute. We were drawn to one another. He was eager to learn and to speak up; it was a pleasure to have him in a seminar because he was bright, alive, and genuinely interested. He had a searching mind and enjoyed collaborating in a positive way. There was nothing argumentative or petty in his style. His skepticism was reassuring, never oppressive. It was a pleasure to have him in one's midst. He brought from his homeland Vienna a love of the finest in its cultural tradition; music, art and poetry were interests that were important to him and he shared those interests with anyone who cared to join him. Erwin and I truly cared for one another. There was a tested mutuality and loyalty in our friendship, our relationship became collegial as well, and it was with confidence that I referred patients to him. He did not fail to recognize the challenges of his profession with seriousness, integrity and vitality.
At one period, Erwin helped me with a personal problem. This was dealt with over a stretch of time with skill, tact and affection. We had often talked of visiting Germany and Austria together and finally in the summer of 1977 we attended the International Psychoanalytic