I enjoyed Natascha's company very much at several gatherings in Princeton. Her voice had a rather special tone that I remember very clearly. We shared interest in photography. Last time was at the house of Bill Browder, we were the only other people there. I enjoyed her stories and outspoken opinions of several mathematicians. Afterwards she drove me back in her big flashy white convertible. I commented on the impressive dashboard. She just said " I do not know what half of these buttons mean".