A stone remains in memory. Some gravestones have a note of individuality. The grave of Klaus Fuchs does not even give exact dates. All the gravestones around it look the same at the Socialists' Memorial, Friedrichsfelde Central Cemetery, Berlin. They stand in an accurate grid on the lawn, no flower beds, rarely flowers.
I kneel on the grave and rub a picture off the stone, again and again, as if fearing that these graves might be gone on my next visit. Instead, I have some pictures of them that prove I was there, and for more than a moment. I spent a lifetime there, thinking about the lives of others.
In many countries, increasingly in Southern Europe, I have seen the photos of the deceased in their last or assumed best years on the gravestones.
The obvious connection would be to put the pictures of Klaus Fuchs on the pictures of the gravestone. I decide on the wrong foxes. They are pictures from films in which someone plays Klaus Fuchs, from 1955 to 2023.

2022