Contributed by Margaret Malloy
I worked with Bernd for over 14 years when he was the Lead Editor for Physical Review A. I was the Managing Editor working out of the Ridge Editorial Office. The first time I met Bernd, I was extremely intimidated. He seemed to demand a lot of people, but I came to realize that it was really that he demanded a lot of himself. He was brilliant, charming, witty, entertaining, and always a gentle man. During the many physics conferences we attended, he made time to share at least one breakfast with me. In spite of all his commitments and demands on his time, we would languish over the meal, while he would tell tales of growing up and his love of physics. I don’t think I have ever learned so much that early in the morning.
When attending meetings, we developed a routine where, for at least one evening, the “A Team” (as we came to be called), would gather around Bernd for dinner. Although there was some talk of physics, it was often just a wonderful bonding experience that became tradition.
When Bernd retired, I kept in touch with him. One year, the March meeting convened in Oregon. I decided to drive to where Bernd was living to visit. At that time, he was residing in a senior housing complex outside of Eugene. Bernd showed me around, and remarked how he didn’t go to the common room all that often since that was where the “older folks gathered to play games that he was far too young to play. “I recall at that time he was around 83 years old. Then he insisted we go for a walk. Although Bernd walked with a cane, I had difficulty keeping up with him. He asked if I wanted to do “one more loop around.” I had a hard time answering since I was out of breath from keeping pace with him.
Bernd had incredibly high standards that contributed to the success of Physical Review A. The journal owes him a great deal of gratitude as do I. He was a true friend who was always ready to listen and offer sage advice. Like so many others, I will miss him, but I feel fortunate to have been a part of his life.