I had to tell the police officer to call for an ambulance. I looked at my son and I told him I was sorry.

He had a different train of thought on lots of things.

My son's got mental problems. Can you help?

We are also working closely with the (city) police, and we notified the school principals about Monday's incident.

Once I even took the train to Utrecht, forty miles from Amsterdam, with my yellow star, this star which I still have. Why did I go? I just wanted to visit some friends. I was a little bit crazy, a little bit insane.

The rule of the game was never assume that anybody, however honorable, would be able to stand up under torture. If Mr. X, who knew where I was, was caught for some reason, I should move.