Grandpa Moshe Didn’t Tell

When the Great War came to a close Grandpa Moshe couldn’t find the words to tell. According to Trinker, he used to emit a groan into the air, and it echoes on in the family’s ears until this day, nearly 30 years after he passed away. His son recreated the groan with chilling accuracy. The groan was recorded and the sound waves were transformed into a graphic representation using audio software. Trinker embroidered the outline of the waveform while asking Grandpa Moshe questions, and also answering them. Thus she managed to speak with him without being disturbed, completing out of her own world the information that reached the family. The needle pricked the sound waves, and the light burst through the holes to the signals accumulating from one penetration to another. At times the light sparkled and at times seemed to blind. While working, says Trinker, the rays of light were the only lines to break the suffocation. Then one day oscillating sirens pierced our land, the seams that could no longer take the pressure became undone, the holes expanded, the memories slipped out of the cellars in a great flood, and Grandpa Moshe’s heart stopped beating.