We met in 1955 in Hamburg. Klaus had just finished his diploma in physics and started his Ph.D. work in Göttingen. I was a student of mathematics and physics in Hamburg. I was fascinated by the intensity with which his mind constantly worked. Any problem was trivial for him and could be solved in two or three lines of formulas. He was full of humor and very fond of sports. All in all, a very attractive young man.
We married in 1957, because a little apartment had been offered to us. One has to keep in mind that it was only 10 years after the war and Hamburg had been bombed immensely. So a two room (14 m2 and 16 m2) was divine for us. Within the span of one month, Klaus finished his Ph.D., started a position as an assistant at the Institute for Shipbuilding in Hamburg, and got married. Our plan was that I would finish my diploma. However, times were different then. Only three girls from my school started university after the High School Exam. Women got married and had children.
Therefore, when our daughter was born, I stayed home. However, I could take part in Klaus’ work. We were happy. For instance, when he thought he had solved the Turbulence Problem, even if the next day showed an error in the computations. Or after long walks in the park, he announced that he would have to go one order higher in the computations. And out came the wave-wave interaction theory.
He was invited to a conference in Easton, Maryland, on wave dynamics in 1961. There he was able to offer the link that scientists had been looking for years. So he was invited to several places in the US and was offered jobs. Meanwhile, I was at home with two little kids, one newborn and the other with a very bad case of the measles. However, he was so happy on the phone about the sun and the blooming bougainvillea in California and the lively science there that I could only prepare myself and the family for years of packing and travelling. One has to keep in mind that science in Germany at that time was underdeveloped and the scientific community here was generally old and stuffy. For a young man at that time, gaining entry into a lively scientific atmosphere was just wonderful.
However, for the children it was not easy, especially for our oldest daughter. Three and a half years of California, back to Hamburg, then six months in Cambridge, England, followed by two years in Woods Hole, where the JONSWAP data were worked on, because there were no efficient computer facilities in Hamburg.
Much later, we were invited to a party at a friend’s house in Hamburg. Every guest was asked to introduce him/herself with a picture on a black board. Klaus drew himself sitting on a rocking chair, smoking a pipe and flying over the globe. I added myself to the same picture, gripping with one hand the rocking chair and holding suitcases and three children in the other.
However, to see the first curve of the wave-wave interaction in the JONSWAP spectrum and seeing Klaus’ theory verified was an experience that we enjoyed immensely. And taking part in all this was worth the inconveniences for the family.
His work on the stochastic nonlinear interaction on ocean waves and other wave phenomena in geophysics in the 1960s, for which he used Feynman diagrams, led to ideas of a new Elementary Particle theory, which he followed up with deep interest on the side. However, I saw how much this theory worked in him. Therefore, when the directorship of the Max Planck Institute for Meteorology (really for Climate Research) was offered to him, I was against accepting the offer. However, he knew that this would give him complete freedom for research and he accepted the position. For the inauguration he quickly developed a stochastic climate model, which he was able to present.
In the mean time I had finished my Mathematics Diploma and was thinking of my future career. For Klaus it was clear: I would work with him. I could follow up the wave-wave interaction and develop a global wave model. However, working at his institute would mean seeing more of him, which was, of course, a good thing. Money for my salary came from ONR. It certainly was an experiment for a woman to work in the institute that her husband was directing. However, the colleagues were very friendly and even found advantages to this arrangement. For example, if you had any problem that needed to be conveyed directly to the top, just mention it if Mrs Hasselmann happens to be in the room. Or, people would call me to say that they had sent Klaus a message weeks earlier and that they needed a response. Etc.
Another question was, how does that work to be his wife and his coworker? Is she only his programmer? We are different. We complemented one another. He presented me with a new theory and I did the untying of the knots, which means that I corrected his mathematics and formed it into something that could be programmed for the computer. For example, the eight-fold integral of the nonlinear interactions. To compute one spectrum cost lots of computer time. The coupling coefficients had to be separated from the integration. Then the integration had to be reduced to the main contributions, etc.
If he had a new idea, he asked me to try it out. After that he followed it up with other coworkers or myself.
The longest and most difficult job was the Metron Theory. It took almost 20 years of my retirement time. It is disappointing, that physicists refused to even think about it.
The title above was: Klaus, Scientist, husband, father, grandfather and great grandfather. Therefore, I have to say something about the family. Most people live a life period first for the family, then profession, then grandchildren and if they live long enough great grandchildren. When we lived in Hamburg in the 1950s, Klaus was very close to his daughter. She adored him (today daddy goes to the institute, tomorrow Meike goes to the institute). In the evenings, he played a puppet show for her. She had admired him all her life and became a very successful scientist herself. She was three years old, when we moved to California in 1961 and was losing him. This was hard, however understandable from both sides and I had to make the best of it. When we had almost lost her, Klaus finally made the decision for the family to move back to Germany. The years to come were travelling years. He tried his best besides Science to be a father and bravely chauffeured the family every Saturday from Woods Hole to the New England Conservatory in Boston. He cuddled with his youngest daughter, enjoyed his son’s musical talent. Best was when he could have long discussions with his oldest daughter. When she reached puberty, he managed many occasions with his humor. She was a little talking waterfall. At one dinner, she asked, “What would you do if I would not talk to you anymore?” And he answered, “We would take you to the psychiatrist and ask how we could keep this status.” Everyone laughed and the situation again was under control. His humor spread in the family and his fondness of discussion was transferred to his children, too. The older they became the more he could take part in their lives. And he was happy when his son, who never was interested in school much, later after becoming a professional musician, taught himself science to perfection.
It was fun later on to also have professional contact with our children. Our older daughter told me about her research into gene manipulation in the fight against AIDS, and I told her we could put this problem in a system of linear differential equations and compute her free parameters on the computer. We published two papers together on the topic [163, 164].
And with our younger daughter, who creates exhibits about nature and the environment, we could work on climate change or on ocean wave development.
With music we had a problem. Klaus played the flute. However, he thought he did not have to practice. The better the children became on their instruments, the more this became a problem: so they sent him off to practice.
When we had grandchildren, he became a storyteller. He created the character “Little Joe,” an angel, after a Christmas show one year. Little Joe always wanted to help but somehow managed to completely mess everything he got involved in. The kids loved it and remembered every subject. Klaus had to create new stories every time.
In 2021, his real family time is now as a great grandfather. He enjoys those little ones enormously, and they adore him. They play together for hours. “Where is grandpa,” are their first words when they come to visit.
It is now 64 years that we have been married. It was not always easy, but with a husband, a father, a grandfather and great grandfather like Klaus, it was the richest life one could possibly have dreamt of.