Victor Gryaznov - In grass, in word, in stone

Something was re – read by me these lines. Strongly avariciously it turned out. And we stopped by in Volgograd on Mamayev Kurgan. The monument bewitches the huge sizes, grandeur. There was a battle which marked itself the beginning of fundamental change in the Great Patriotic War.

Among the other cities the Kalatch on Don was remembered. Here during war there was the hardest tank battle. Especially I want to mark a bakery in this city. The enterprise issues 80 names of bakery products. The fancy bread is shipped outward. For export. Here I put. Really Germans, French can’t bake rolls? Can. Yes here such as from the Kalatch on Don – No. And the director – the old man, thin such, and here is how was torn. By the way, I bought from us two dosimeters. We bathed in Don and went further to the south. noise, din. Little girls squeal. These are athletes – volleyball players relax. In the city of competition. It isn’t terrible. We to everything customary. Having wound – we sleep like the dead.

Road on Far North

Week of rest and we again in way. There is no time to relax now. Soon in the North snow will fall out, ice will begin, and there is a lot of monuments to the dead on the road… This time to the north Tyumen. To the cities of oil industry workers which are fallen in love to us. Here I already well am guided. Weather rainy, cold, Far North has an effect, «white flies» – snow will depart soon. And in hotels there is no heating, there is no hot water. Promozglo. This trip was strongly remembered by that chilled, we at last reached that to the city of Noyabrsk where became populated in a small cottage in hotel complex. Heating, hot water. Got warm, washed. Color television receiver. Beauty. At night lingeringly cooling howls. No, it doesn’t irritate, and on the contrary, soothingly affects nervous system. And what nerves. I feel as the biorobot. In a year we pass on 80000 kilometers. Nerves already zadubet, became tempered.

2000. This winter we have a rest. To be more exact, we trade in points for drivers «anti– a headlight». Goods new. We as always pioneers. Diagram simple. We hand over on a car to shops small batches. At the end of the month we go round points, we collect the fee. Is enough for life. As soon as on the street becomes warmer, we start going on regions with dosimeters.

At the beginning of April went again to Noyabrsk. Here on the continent the grass is already punched, and there still snowdrifts huge lie. In hotel in the evenings

But here ill luck. Snow – semi-annual norm fell out, and then struck a frost. Minus 29 degrees. And it on April 18. Skidded the federal highway, not to pass. Road builders two days rested. Cleaned. «Swallow» froze, it was necessary to remove the accumulator, to put on charging. It was provided, in a luggage carrier the accumulator rectifier lay. Barehanded you won’t take us. I laugh… Athletes became silent, isn’t audible squeals. Were spent on drink, chip in together on «Rollton» Not bad option…

So, end of June, 2000. I made the decision to go all family to the Black Sea. It is necessary to show to our little girls the country. Grisha that already much where visited. The marine supported. Of course in the machine, hard whole day, but we spend the night in hotels, it is possible to have a rest. Anything terrible. We stop by at first in the Khanty – Mansiysk, there I give lectures on mechanical mobilization of a backbone the corrector «Armos». It is our new goods. At first in city palace of culture, then in environing hospital. We live some days in a comfortable room in sanatorium at preferential price. Here in these edges our children for the first time saw the tundra, the dwarf birch, berry cloudberries. I told them that the woman Nina cooked from her jam when we lived in Norilsk. Having successfully sold all goods, we go through Game, Kazan to the south. Again we come around on Mamayev Kurgan. This time took with themselves a picture camera. There will be a roller. In the Saratov region bought a cherry bucket, all attacked, it is necessary to be accumulated by vitamins for the winter. In some hotel were put to bed by candlelight, there was no light. I noted «a plot, as on Georges de la Tour’s patterns». There was such painter of nights.

Here sea. Again we stop in Dzhubka. Further nobody wanted to go. All were tired. Hunting is to swim in the Black Sea rather. This time weather was changeable. But during three ball storm to bathe even more interestingly.

Marine at the sea

Once went to night restaurant that settled down directly ashore. Beautifully, reflections of fires are reflected in water, the surf tenderly rustles on beach stones, music plays. The singer sings the song about pleasures of life. Yes we on a life holiday. I don’t remember why, we eat pelmeni. I drank a little vodka. Then we with Vika swim in the sea. We swim on the lunar track. Yes beauty…

Then we stock up on fruit, we go to Moscow. Stopped in Pavlovsky Posad. I planned to visit this city long ago. Here church in which relics of locally honored Saint Vasily Gryaznov are stored. Church in that

This is our of Zagri

I broke off my soul on part…

Maybe in vain I used this literary reception «running forward»

And so, I describe 1998. Are still live – are healthy. The woman Galya is living, the grandfather Tolya is living. Swear between themselves on an old habit. Zagri’s dog, a Siamese cat the Little squirrel with blue eyes is live, looks at us the innocent look. It isn’t necessary to long, it isn’t necessary to quarrel on trifles. Life is so fine. We will live still, we will be glad. Let’s protect each other… It is necessary to remember of course as ancient Greeks – «memento mori» spoke.

For now 1998 came to an end and in the winter we with Marina were going to Moscow, as usual behind clothes for children. And goods it was necessary to seek another. As be not twisted, and we sated with «Ultraton» the market. Where were only not. The cities flew hundreds. I tried to count somehow, I glorked and

Saint Reverend Vasily Gryaznov

Then to Moscow. The machine was left on the suburb, and one subway further. At first on ENEA. Then on Red Square. Somewhere have dinner. A terminal point – the Izmaylovsky market, behind clothes for children.

There at us the track is trodden for a long time. Decided not to come to the sister Alla. Next time.

From Moscow to the house of 4,5 days of a driving.

To the woman Galya brought as a gift down a scarf from Chuvashia and a crystal decanter, to the grandfather Tola a beautiful sweater. To Yulechke and a theta Svy, too that that, I don’t remember, what exactly. To the woman Nina and the grandfather Petya too gifts, ignored nobody

This machine VAZ – 2108 «passed» about million kilometeres in 25 years