On Shoshani’s grave, in Uruguay, no real name. Only this sentence: “The wise Rabbi Shoshani of blessed memory.
His birth and his life are sealed in enigma.”
Sur la tombe de Chouchani en Uruguay, il n’y a pas son vrai nom. Seulement cette phrase :
“Le rabbin et le sage Chouchani, que sa mémoire soit bénie,
Sa naissance et sa vie sont scellées dans l’énigme”.
על קברו של שושני באורוגואיי, אין שמו האמיתי. רק משפט הזה : “הרב והחכם שושני ז”ל
לידתו וחיו סתומים בחידה”
My mother studied with Shoshani in Montevideo and thought that he probably had lost his wife and children in the Holocaust, which would explained his character. Students tried to make him say numbers, trying to discern the language which would suggest his native tongue, but they didn’t succeed. I myself observed Shoshani walking down Andes street when I was a teenager in Montevideo.