About Franz: Remembering C. G. Jung-A Son’s Story

About the time when my mother Emma died, in 1955, my father suffered a period of depression that seemed to last a long time. I shopped around and found a good stone for carving and had it delivered to the house.

It didn’t challenge my father for a while, but soon I heard the tap-tap of chisel on stone and knew my father was somewhat recovering.” This was the large stone that sat in the Seestrasse garden. ~Franz Jung, About Franz: Remembering C. G. Jung-A Son’s Story, Page 69