Louis

"As Peter Munk rode to Columbus Street that fateful night, he knew nothing of these events. However, he was worried about the safety of his beloved mother, Katharina Adler, who had been divorced from Peter’s father, Louis, shortly after Peter was born. A few weeks earlier she had been ordered into the Nazi Budapest compound as a hostage. Peter was living with his father and stepmother, but he had gone to his mother’s apartment and carried her pitifully small valise as the two of them took a streetcar to the designated place. As Peter Munk tells the story: I took her into the Hungarian camp where she had been ordered to go. I was sixteen years old. I carried her bag because Grandmother was too frail to go with her. I promised her that I was going to look after her. I realize now that they could have taken me in with her in one second. But I thought that I could protect her. When the Munks, a month later, said they were going to leave Hungary together, I said, “I’m going to stay with my mother. You go.” But Grandfather said, “But youre the last male Munk! You cannot not go.” And I said, “Well, ’'m not going.” Then I actually talked on the telephone to my mother in the camp ... and, boy, do I remember this ... I talked with the camp commander personally. He said to me, Don’t worry, your"

"in 1907, at the age of eighteen, Marcel informs him that he feels confined in Châteauroux and dreams of venturing to Paris, Louis gives this son—all of his chances as a prodigy, who knows? Still too young to live alone, Marcel will stay with his aunt, Mrs. Auguste Boussac, on Avenue du Maine. And to facilitate the launch of his enterprise, he will receive financial support. And what support! It is unclear whether it was granted to him immediately or after a period of probation, in full initially or progressively. In any case, Louis has the family reputation of having vouched for an opening credit of 400,000 gold francs for the beginner, which is nearly 3 million of our 1979 francs. That is a mark of trust that is not just an empty word! The key now is to make this talent flourish."

"When the beautiful and fiery Jeanne Boussac, yielding to the impulses of her heart and ambition, leaves, in 1892, her husband Louis and the provincial life of Châteauroux to share the brilliant existence of the famous poet, Catulle Mendès, in Paris, she abandons three little boys: Robert, five years old, Marcel three years old, and Raymond, barely a year old. Thus, the name of the woman who, just yesterday, was a wasp waist in a rustling dress, flitting on the lawn while holding her latest child, suddenly disappears from their babbles."