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I never knew my grandmother, Ernestine Kornmehl Rosenbaum. She died long before I was born. And, try as I might, I can’t recall a single interesting — or uninteresting — thing my mother might have told me about her. You can’t force memory, I suppose — and those Freudian free-association sessions are expensive. But you… Continue Reading