I shall now say something of the personalities of the brothers and sisters in this Victorian middle-middle-class [sic] home, and in particular of my father and of Aunt Leah, who was a second mother to me.
All of them were well above the average in good-looks; both Aunt Emma and Aunt Leah, in their very different ways, must have been decidedly beautiful. They fell into two markedly different physical groups. Edwin, Leah, and Julia were typical Nords, with golden hair and blue eyes. Edwin and Leah were slim and tall, with very fine heads and features. Julia was plump and doll-like, with a characteristic pout of the lips. Emma and my father had dark hair and brown eyes. Emma was petite and elegant, my father of about middle height and slim in figure. Both my father and my Uncle Edwin lost their hair at an early age—a misfortune which I inherited—and they were markedly bald by the time I first knew them. My father, who was very much of a dandy in his younger days, had spent a good deal of time and money on practitioners who claimed to be able to restore fallen hair. It was therefore, perhaps, that he disliked the title 'Professor,' which, as he said, he associated with quacks who claim to cure baldness and with showmen who ascend from fair-grounds in balloons and come down in parachutes. Fortunately he died, felix opportunitate mortis in this as in so many other ways, before his son had been disgraced with that title.
(C. D. Broad, "Autobiography," in The Philosophy of C. D. Broad, ed. Paul Arthur Schilpp, The Library of Living Philosophers, vol. 10 [New York: Tudor Publishing Company, 1959], 1-68, at 11-2 [essay written in 1954])
Keith Burgess-Jackson, J.D., Ph.D. 