When I started this blog, I knew that my mother's uncles in Vienna had butcher shops, plural, and that one of them sold meat -- kosher meat, my mother said -- to Sigmund Freud's wife. It wasn't until I did a lot more research that I was able to put names to the butchers, however, and to learn just how extended the family meat connection was, and how far back it went. The
Freud's butcher Siegmund Kornmehl
I explained on the first day of this challenge that I was going to look into the lives of Ezriel Kornmehl and Viktor Kornmehl. But neither Ezriel or Viktor is closely related to me -- or to each other. Why chose them as my subjects? Because of Sigmund Freud. As I've often mentioned, my maternal great uncle, Siegmund Kornmehl, sold meat to the father of psychoanalysis.