I based this font on the unusual lines of letters n, r and k I see on my mum's document folder, since I was old enough to be shown.
In the war my mum was a secretary in hospitals. When she was 21 she made friends with a Hungarian doctor there who helped her deal with the many terrors she saw daily, things most people never realised existed. He helped her survive and became her mentor and protector. He made her a beautiful folder for her documents and letters, from cardboard, kraft paper, inks and obsolete x-ray supports.
He decorated the folder with traditional designs - on the front of this folder he wrote Emlék ................... My mum used the folder until she died, just recently. My parents named me in honor of this man.
This font is in memory of my mother and also of her protective angel whose name I heard too rarely to remember, and sadly my parents never managed to trace him after the war.