Not many people turned up at the shivah. Just a few people from the neighborhood and some guys who worked with him at the printing house. They promised me everything would be fine, that life was just beginning, and then walked out the door and never came back. The only thing I have left from him are his Holocaust reparations that keep coming every month. I tried explaining to the Social Security people that Dad kicked the bucket and that they don’t need to keep sending the payments, but they wouldn’t listen. I don’t mean they heard me and didn’t do anything, I mean I went one by one and spoke right into their ears and they didn’t even respond. As if I didn’t exist. Finally I gave up and went to visit Dad in the cemetery. The bus took a lot of turns and by the time I got there I was already exhausted, so I just lay on the grave to rest a bit. I looked at the sky and couldn’t understand how seven billion people got along just fine, and for me, just managing to wake up in the morning felt like a half a miracle. At some point I fell asleep there. I can’t tell you how long I slept, but the noise woke me up. I turned my head and saw Egged bus drivers marching on the other side of the fence. They were all wearing blue shirts and ties, protesting against something. Don’t ask me what, I don’t remember. But they were screaming so loud, there was no point trying to go back to sleep. I remember looking at them and thinking to myself, Why don’t you join them? Be around people for a bit, why not? No reason to be embarrassed. So I got up and approached them, and marched with them for about an hour, maybe more. At some point I also found myself shouting along with them. At first quietly, almost whispering, but then I remembered no one was listening and I shouted at the top of my lungs. Against the mayor and the minister of finance, and God and Dad and the prime minister and the aunt. Against whoever deserved it, because it felt good to let the anger out. And I kept going until someone put his hand on my shoulder. He asked if the union had sent me and said he’d never seen such a serious protester before.