My mother, Rabbi and Hazzan Eva Robbins, was born in a Swedish displaced persons camp (or Red Cross camp) after the end of WW II. My mom was thought of as a “miracle child,” born so soon after the war and my grandparent’s liberation. Being from the Old Country, her parents were very conservative concerning a woman’s role. She was discouraged from getting a college education and pursuing a singing career and only became a bat mitzvah at the age of 50. After a first marriage and a diploma from a secretarial school, she took night courses where her teachers, impressed with her aptitude, told her she could succeed in college. Accordingly she graduated Magna Cum Laude with a Phi Beta Kappa in psychology. But psychology wasn’t her true calling and she went on to graduate from the UCLA program in Interior Design.