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IN 1992, WHEN I CAME TO VIENNA TO BE TRAINED IN PSYCHOanalysis, I met Marianne Rie, who then was still a medical student. We soon became friends. Marianne was a warm, lovely young girl, perhaps a little shy. But so was I at that time. Later on I moved to Berlin to gain more experience at the Berlin institute, which was then the best and most flourishing psychoanalytic training center. I married Dr. Hans Lampl and, in 1933, when Hitler came to power, we again settled in Vienna, Hans's birthplace. In the meantime the psychoanalytic scene had changed. The Vienna psychoanalytic society and institute had become prominent, with a number of young, bright, and gifted analysts working there productively. Whereas in my Berlin days Marianne and I had met only occasionally, we saw much of each other in the '30s. Marianne, too, had married. As a wife and mother, she had become a mature woman, as lovely and likable as she had always been. Moreover, having completed her training, she became a valued colleague.
We were separated again in 1938 when Hitler overran Austria. Our friends emigrated mostly to England and the United States, as did the Kris family. We went to Holland, my native country. Good fortune allowed us to survive the German occupation. After the war, in 1946, Hans and I were invited by our friends to the States, where we renewed our friendships and saw a good deal of Marianne once more. We also continued to meet at congresses and other analytic scientific meetings.
After both of us were widowed, Marianne in 1957 and I in 1958, the two of us became even closer. We always got together whenever I went to New York or she came to England. In the '70s we were together quite a few times with Anna Freud and