This is me in 1922, in front of our house at Eschenheimer Anlage 30.
We had some kind of front yard, a kind of green patch with a small fountain.
We had a Jewish maid and a Christian cook. And when we were small, we had a nanny, too.
During the last few years, until 1929, there were only the cook and the maid.
My family loved me dearly. I had two older brothers, and they spoiled me. My parents and my grandparents, too.
A little baby-daughter, after two sons. That always makes parents happy, doesn’t it?