Vyacheslav Simonov - Remember this! Don’t let it sink into oblivion! Second edition. The life and death of the Pioneer Base «Oceanrybflot»

– Are you Russian?

– “No, I’m Harowski,” he replied.

– What kind of nationality is that? She was perplexed.

– “Yes, I do.” He is Russian, and I am Kharovskiy,” Ivan said, pointing to a friend.

– “Oh, don’t listen to him. He’s Russian, but only from the Kharov district, and I’m from the Russian district. There are such areas in the Vologda region.

Pavel Kirov, a countryman of Beni, had the pleasure of visiting a friend on “Nelma” in one of the parking lots anchored in the inner raid of the Baltiysk. Usually, the ships ran on a raid, hiding from the weather. Ships were anchored, moored to each other, and went to visit. Pavel was greeted very kindly and even with a concert, and he was surprised and amazed. – “Here, meet. The handsome man – a gift to Indian women on the day of March 8 – introduced Albert to the community and himself in a new capacity.

– “In order to you know. I’m Benya, this is Monya, here’s Motya, Izya, Abram. Meet. No, I’m not that Bene Creek. I’m just Benya, and there’s Old Leiba in the corner. In order to you know. We have time to rehearse, and now you listen to our “Jewish march” first.

And that’s when it started. Abram took out the balalaika. Monya, Motya, and Izya took out the combs, attached the tissue papers to the combs, and began to make sounds from the famous song in Odessa “The old lady hastily crossed the path.” Benya was drumming on something like a pot. It turned out quite collapsible, and even all the participants at the same time experienced pleasure.

– “Now listen and appreciate the overtures from the opera ‘Carmen’ by our orchestra,” Benya said, and waved his hand. This struck Pavel with the likeness that skidded back to the gallery of the Odessa Opera House, when, having received a scholarship, he and his classmates together bought 2 loaves of bread and a kilogram of halva, satiated, listened to the opera “Carmen”. It was 1948 hungry year. And now, in this place, in these conditions it was amazing. These guys achieved what seemed to be incredible. It’s in a cubicness in such a cramped way, with tools like that, and that play it.

At the end of 1952, Albert Dergachev was sent to the SHUKS (Mamon Academy, navigator training courses). Then there was the correspondence department of the maritime school. In 1960, he became the captain of the SRTR – 9092 Opochka. In the spring of 1963, a meeting of the Svetlogorsk City Committee of the party was convened, where friends, Albert Dergachev and Pavel Kirov met… – “Oh, hello! I am very glad to see you. Are you also a member of the town hall or what? – Pavel said.

– “No, I don’t think so. I’m kind of a guest. Invited here.

– Well, tell me, like life, what is new?

– " I came from the seas, it seems to have worked well. You probably know everything. Our wives work together, and children are in the same class. But we don’t have to meet very often. You, I know, are a donkey on the shore. What’s going on?

– You know, they asked to organize a fuel shop at the workshops and got stuck, for a year now. The first secretary of the town hall Zubkov appeared in the hall, and the procedure of the meeting began, interrupting the conversation. At this meeting, the captain of SRT-4507 Dergachev was elected to the honorary presidium. His crew fulfilled the plan by 125%.

After considering a number of issues of intra-party work of the party’s city committee, Dergachev was given a call to tell about the achievements of the team under his leadership.

– I can’t say that this year was out of the lungs. But the team, overcoming difficulties, had success. The team came together, cohesive, and worked skillfully. Everyone understood why they went out to sea and how to cope with the task. Everything was subordinated to the only goal – the implementation of the plan. The team tried. It was hard, of course. The Atlantic is not the Black Sea, where the fisherman Sonia moored the barkas in front of the sailor Bones. I am grateful for the attention of the meeting to the fishermen. It’s impressive and inspiring for the future.

– What are your plans for the future? The first secretary asked.

– The ship is getting on medium repair, and I am going to fly to Odessa for the holiday of the cheerful Duke, with relatives to see. And on arrival again in the sea, – Albert replied.

It’s been a while…

Pavel Kirov and Dergachev Albert met at the passing of Tuberculosis Sanatorium, where their wives worked.

– Well, how is Odessa? Pavel asked.

– “Oh, what can I tell you?” Odessa is Odessa. It’s still the same. I thought something had changed there. Although, yes. My brother-in-law and I went to Ilyichevsk. They built such a gorgeous fish port there. It’s a sight. You know, there’s even “Tropics” moored. There in Ilyichevsk i saw Volodya Voronko. He had two flights to the Atlantic and now wants to return to Pioneersk. Well, you remember, he was one of five captains who were transferred to Odessa on the orders of the Ministry. And at the “new bazaar” met with Ilya Tarasenko. This is the one that was the head of the mechanical workshops at the port of Pioneersk. He quit and went to his home country – in Odessa. At first, his relatives allocated not that closet, not the barn, where he temporarily settled. You couldn’t get a job without a residence permit, and there was nowhere to sign. For two months he fought – without a result. Then he took and wrote a letter to the Polish Embassy with a request to give his family the opportunity to emigrate to Poland overlooking the settlement and work. He has a Polish wife. He does not know whether the letter reached Moscow or not. But soon he was summoned to the hill party for a conversation, after which the family was put in a two-room apartment, prescribed and arranged to work as a master of the boiler-hull shop of the ship repair plant – Marty.

What’s yours? – “No change,” Pavel replied. – “I often see your offspring in kindergarten. Your daughter’s all about you, you’ve been ridiculed. The nurse in the kindergarten is Nadezda Platonovna. And your daughter called her Odezda Pantalonovna. And this sweet woman, having become snugly, said: “You won’t get bored with these nice people. – “Yes, I remember, I want to tell you,” Albert stirred. “When my brother-in-law was driving back, he took a burst of laughter. Understand? There’s a lady on the bus and she’s chewing on something all the time. Jora pretended to be looking at something under her feet. “Are you looking on what” – the lady asked. “I see your hooves,” he said. She was confused and moved with an indignant look and changed places.

The next meeting of friends took place about five years later. Workers in the fishing industry have a characteristic feature – not often seen. And in Kaliningrad, it is a common occurrence. It is not for nothing that Gazmanov’s song was born in Kaliningrad: “You are a fisherman – I am a sailor, you are a sailor – I am a fisherman, we will not meet in any way…". Kirov and Dergachev met at the fork of the streets of Portovaj and Worker in Pioneersk.

– “Hi! How many years, how many winters! Pavel Alberta welcomed. “Well, I’ll say, Buddy, how long since the seas? What’.

– Yes, I’ve had a lot of time to get bored. I am now a deviator at Pioneersk port. Smirnova Anka died, then me in her place.

– What’s going on?

– “I’m sick. Now I even eat vodka with pills, – Albert answered with a half-serious tone.

– “Well, you do! How long is all this going to take? Pavel asked,

– “I hope not for long. I’ll be back in the sea. As it is sung in this song: “You can’t find better seas in the world, you will survive everything in the vast.” Well, what’s yours?