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A neighbor of the Hitler
family later recalled: 'When the postmaster asked him one day what he
wanted to do for a living and whether he wouldn't like to join the
post-office, he replied that it was his intention to become a great
artist ...' "Adolf
challenged my father to extreme harshness and got his sound thrashing
every day. He was a scrubby little rogue, and all attempts of his father
to thrash him for his rudeness and to cause him to love the profession
of an official of the state were in vain. How often on the other hand
did my mother caress him and try to obtain with her kindness where the
father could not succeed with harshness ..." Louis
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