After Hans Gerth died in December 1978, I found myself among piles of pa pers. The amount was considerable, not because he was a "careful archivist" as some assumed, but because he simply could not part with any paper with writing on it. Besides his own typed scripts and notes, there were off-prints given to hirn, papers written by his students, many newspaper clippings, and letters dating back to the end of 1937. My first task was to look for and collect his essay manuscripts still un known to the American public. Shortly after Gerth's death, Don Martindale, our life-long friend and a former...