My dad died in February 1989. He began having me type his memoirs in 1988.His health was so bad that he had difficulty speaking, and I lived innorthern CA and had three little children, so it was difficult for dad andI to accomplish much. After spending his life trying to forget things aboutthe war and other bad experiences, shortly before his death he was driven toshare as much as possible. Typical of my generation of Maurers (I thinkMarlene and Sharon share this with me) I wanted to know as much as possible.It was very frustrating not to be able to accomplish more before my dad'sdeath. His cousins, Lev Ralph) and Abe Maurer were also aggressivelypursuing a family history at the time.My dad had a massive heart attack in late 1978. He was disabled as aresult, and had to give up teaching elementary school, but he would go backto visit his students whenever he was strong enough, and even did sometutoring. He was pretty weak for most of the rest of his life, but a fewyears before his death began taking college courses (maybe adult ed) focusedon autobiography writing. That is when he first began organizing some ofthe materials that you now have copies of.