This was the closest I’ve ever gotten to seeing my family alive…

My grandparents are Holocaust survivors. In 1938, my grandfather fled Czechoslovakia during Hitler’s rise to power, leaving behind his parents, sisters, and younger brother. Only he and his younger brother survived. Everyone else was murdered in Auschwitz.

There is only one photo of those who perished. My whole life, I have stared at that black‑and‑white photograph, imagining who these people were: what their smiles looked like, how they laughed, how they might have sounded taking a breath. The curiosity was painful, knowing I would never have answers to those questions. Until recently, using an artificial intelligence tool to animate the picture, I watched them move, breathe, and smile. For a moment, souls were returned to their bodies. For the first time, I saw my family come to life.  https://static-cdn.toi-media.com/blogs/uploads/2025/12/aHR0cHM6Ly9hc3NldHMueC5haS91c2Vycy85OGFmMWI1ZC1kODJkLTQ3ZGEtYTgyOS04MjRlZDRlN2EwNWQvZ2VuZXJhdGVkL2M2M2I3MDE0LTE2YzktNDk4MC04NGViLWVhYmE0NzdkZTM1Ni9nZW5lcmF0ZWRfdmlkZW8ubXA0.mp4

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