Irina Makarevich. Family
Запись от Вадим Алексеев размещена 01.09.2011 в 00:40
Past, especially my mother's brothers, I never forgot. But before it subsided in me, the last ten years I think about him constantly, and I can see at a glance. They were all very cohesive and surprisingly motivated to develop, but, of course, all different. Cyril was the eldest, followed by Volodya, Sasha, Bob (1895), Luba, Kolya, Mom (1900). Home was a lot of books, the brothers enjoyed a posh library in the old building Zhmerinka station, which burned during the war. In his book "Our Secrets" Yuri Smolich writes about Kohl, a genius younger brother, fled to Paris. Cyril and Vladimir were also knigochei, but Kohl was just crazy - subscribed books from Germany and Sweden, walked with a backpack full of books. I've read anywhere, even in the toilet. The brothers have already departed, went to study in Kiev. Kohl, Kirill, Vladimir - all received higher education, but Bob did not finish. Uncle Alex died in the war, German, Hungarian hacked. There was another aunt Luba graduated some courses taught in Odessa and in the same gymnasium in Zhmerinka, but she soon died of typhus, too. Lyuba had great gray eyes, brown hair and amazing. She was older and very fond of her mother, wore her book. Even my mother was reading Nietzsche!
Uncle Kirill graduated from Kiev University in mathematics, and met Aunt Tamara, an amazing woman from the professor's family. And he was sent in Krivoy Rog, where he was promoted to vice-rector of the university process. Kirill uncle always came to us with her mother in Moscow, to further training. Take me to the Bolshoi Theatre and the Conservatory. Bought at the Kuznetsk bridge bundles English books - he perfected the language. French and German are known initially, the high school, then English is not taught. If you bring candy, the kilogram, "bears" or halva. He came and summoned all the guys, "lad, come here!". They took my uncle Kirill as member of the organization for independent Ukraine.
Uncle Vladimir in Kiev, headed home for underdeveloped children, took it as a royal officer. He sat as Shalamov Solikamsk, according to his mother's and uncle Volodia - like tracing paper, all the same. Letters to save a little - a wonderful writing, wonderful Russian. In the camp he became an engineer in the woods, thanks to a team led by brain Pielke forest. Wrote that he rose to chief of a site sawmill, and he is sent on a business trip. And the camp was the woman who saved him - he is very ill. She brought him some concoctions of berries and cones. At the beginning of the war because convicts ceased to feed - even crawl, eat raw mushrooms. He, when he returned, came to us to stay on a cot, and told how Cyril was killed.
have the fate of Vasily Petrovich - he had learned that all the arrested had fled their homes. Two years passed the night in the villages aunts, one night each. Since its 37th year has passed. Then got a job teaching mathematics at a rural school in Volkovintsah, became its director and survived. His wife, Pasha, the daughter of Kryzhopolya driver, but has been a classic high school in Odessa. She was a party and in rural schools has reached great heights. Jacket, chest of decorations, party conference in Vinnitsa. In the library I found a book on the edge of the prominent people - there and Uncle Vasya's biography, and Aunt Pasha. A good woman, an extraordinary beauty. Once, when my daughter was born to Natalka, Pasha fell in love and ran away from his uncle Vasya. Wandering somewhere for two years, then came back, he forgave her and Sergei was born.
Perhaps their father, Peter Ignatievich, was able in his own way. He started a machinist at Brest-Litovsk, and then became head of the train and a railroad employee. Smolich wrote that Peter was a machinist Ignatievich lame invalid, but it is not - he was a clerk on the railroad, and it was necessary to show that royal authority brought him to limp. In Derazhnya in the private museum portraits of all the chiefs of the South-West roads, model locomotives, the book in green morocco bindings with stunning color photographs of steam locomotives, photo Zhuravskoye architect - a gentleman in a boater with a fashionable beard, the Bolsheviks, operating plans. Suddenly, under glass - photo by his grandfather, a kind of royal charter, his passport in 1911, the Grodno District, Pruzhany district, village Olifeli is given by the order of 1906, because he has a job and real estate. On the reverse side, I wanted to see, when I married, who have children, but all soldered, not make out. Mama said that he had risen, but the papers of his office only driver - "servant of traction." Of grandparents out there a little, two or three Honored Southwestern road.
He himself was not a very cultured man, but his wife was a thoroughbred. There were many blood are mixed, the grandmother was Polish, Avdotya Dobrovolskaya, Polish Yavdokha, but my mother always said, "Dunia". My grandmother was very clever and practical, real head of the family - seven children, all were educated. Grandmother in Zhmerinka had three homes - two Caucasian and one somewhere else, that she was taking. I was active, and my mother told me: "You not like me, you copy my grandmother!". At the beginning of the revolution she died of typhus. When my mother went to Moscow, his father remained in Zhmerinka, and people came the brothers from Kiev. My grandfather wrote to my mother: "Now I travel, I'll go tomorrow to Cyril in Krivoy Rog, then to Volodya in Kiev, marvel at the different galleries!." He knew when I was born! He lived a long time, and when quite feeble was, it was taken to his uncle Vasya Volkovintsy. There he died and was buried.
Mom always said that Uncle Bob has built his house on the old section of their grandmother, Dobrovolsky. At the foundation of her estate is not a manor house was, but soundly. Previously, there lived a pan Kazimierz Dobrowolski, a prominent man in his mustache. My mother's mother was his daughter. Another brother was a priest - they are Catholic, my grandmother was Catholic. I remember the Catholic church - now you will not find even a stone, if it was not. They had the land - where now stand the house, gardens and all the partitioned fences. The place is called Sadyba. I still remember the old pear tree, which was 150 years old. Apple called "pepinki" early variety with pink side. Old people, and there is a grandmother of one hundred years, the girls will remember that "from a place to land all Telyatnikov Tse Dobrovolschina, Pan Casimir." Klaviny parents bent back for another Dobrovolsky! Her real name - Claudia Panteleymonovna Razvodovsky. My mother went to an old aunt Terehovskoy, Dobrovolsky sister, she gave her two vases, "Take it, Vera!". Did my grandfather, I do not know, do not tell Uncle Bob was silent at all. And the Soviet government gave Uncle Vasya to build on his land - all the jobs he performed at the department of education as "excellent."
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Uncle Kirill graduated from Kiev University in mathematics, and met Aunt Tamara, an amazing woman from the professor's family. And he was sent in Krivoy Rog, where he was promoted to vice-rector of the university process. Kirill uncle always came to us with her mother in Moscow, to further training. Take me to the Bolshoi Theatre and the Conservatory. Bought at the Kuznetsk bridge bundles English books - he perfected the language. French and German are known initially, the high school, then English is not taught. If you bring candy, the kilogram, "bears" or halva. He came and summoned all the guys, "lad, come here!". They took my uncle Kirill as member of the organization for independent Ukraine.
Uncle Vladimir in Kiev, headed home for underdeveloped children, took it as a royal officer. He sat as Shalamov Solikamsk, according to his mother's and uncle Volodia - like tracing paper, all the same. Letters to save a little - a wonderful writing, wonderful Russian. In the camp he became an engineer in the woods, thanks to a team led by brain Pielke forest. Wrote that he rose to chief of a site sawmill, and he is sent on a business trip. And the camp was the woman who saved him - he is very ill. She brought him some concoctions of berries and cones. At the beginning of the war because convicts ceased to feed - even crawl, eat raw mushrooms. He, when he returned, came to us to stay on a cot, and told how Cyril was killed.
have the fate of Vasily Petrovich - he had learned that all the arrested had fled their homes. Two years passed the night in the villages aunts, one night each. Since its 37th year has passed. Then got a job teaching mathematics at a rural school in Volkovintsah, became its director and survived. His wife, Pasha, the daughter of Kryzhopolya driver, but has been a classic high school in Odessa. She was a party and in rural schools has reached great heights. Jacket, chest of decorations, party conference in Vinnitsa. In the library I found a book on the edge of the prominent people - there and Uncle Vasya's biography, and Aunt Pasha. A good woman, an extraordinary beauty. Once, when my daughter was born to Natalka, Pasha fell in love and ran away from his uncle Vasya. Wandering somewhere for two years, then came back, he forgave her and Sergei was born.
Perhaps their father, Peter Ignatievich, was able in his own way. He started a machinist at Brest-Litovsk, and then became head of the train and a railroad employee. Smolich wrote that Peter was a machinist Ignatievich lame invalid, but it is not - he was a clerk on the railroad, and it was necessary to show that royal authority brought him to limp. In Derazhnya in the private museum portraits of all the chiefs of the South-West roads, model locomotives, the book in green morocco bindings with stunning color photographs of steam locomotives, photo Zhuravskoye architect - a gentleman in a boater with a fashionable beard, the Bolsheviks, operating plans. Suddenly, under glass - photo by his grandfather, a kind of royal charter, his passport in 1911, the Grodno District, Pruzhany district, village Olifeli is given by the order of 1906, because he has a job and real estate. On the reverse side, I wanted to see, when I married, who have children, but all soldered, not make out. Mama said that he had risen, but the papers of his office only driver - "servant of traction." Of grandparents out there a little, two or three Honored Southwestern road.
He himself was not a very cultured man, but his wife was a thoroughbred. There were many blood are mixed, the grandmother was Polish, Avdotya Dobrovolskaya, Polish Yavdokha, but my mother always said, "Dunia". My grandmother was very clever and practical, real head of the family - seven children, all were educated. Grandmother in Zhmerinka had three homes - two Caucasian and one somewhere else, that she was taking. I was active, and my mother told me: "You not like me, you copy my grandmother!". At the beginning of the revolution she died of typhus. When my mother went to Moscow, his father remained in Zhmerinka, and people came the brothers from Kiev. My grandfather wrote to my mother: "Now I travel, I'll go tomorrow to Cyril in Krivoy Rog, then to Volodya in Kiev, marvel at the different galleries!." He knew when I was born! He lived a long time, and when quite feeble was, it was taken to his uncle Vasya Volkovintsy. There he died and was buried.
Mom always said that Uncle Bob has built his house on the old section of their grandmother, Dobrovolsky. At the foundation of her estate is not a manor house was, but soundly. Previously, there lived a pan Kazimierz Dobrowolski, a prominent man in his mustache. My mother's mother was his daughter. Another brother was a priest - they are Catholic, my grandmother was Catholic. I remember the Catholic church - now you will not find even a stone, if it was not. They had the land - where now stand the house, gardens and all the partitioned fences. The place is called Sadyba. I still remember the old pear tree, which was 150 years old. Apple called "pepinki" early variety with pink side. Old people, and there is a grandmother of one hundred years, the girls will remember that "from a place to land all Telyatnikov Tse Dobrovolschina, Pan Casimir." Klaviny parents bent back for another Dobrovolsky! Her real name - Claudia Panteleymonovna Razvodovsky. My mother went to an old aunt Terehovskoy, Dobrovolsky sister, she gave her two vases, "Take it, Vera!". Did my grandfather, I do not know, do not tell Uncle Bob was silent at all. And the Soviet government gave Uncle Vasya to build on his land - all the jobs he performed at the department of education as "excellent."
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