September 2020. An unexpected continuation of the "Estonian" theme for me was M.'s call. Eremina, a native of the Kalina settlement, now a village. It turns out that Estonian soldiers lived and worked there until the mid-fifties. And when there was a "shortage" of men, many women opened the doors of their houses for the Balts. And in the end, according to Margarita Nikolaevna, a few more children, besides her, became the fruits of such love. And it's not hard to guess what followed this message - naturally, a trip to Kalina ...
- My mother, Taisia Aleksandrovna Soldatova, was born in 1923, and her life was not easy ... - this is how the next heroine of my story, Loraida Elmarovna Kondratyuk, begins the story about her parents, but she quickly falls silent, takes out a handkerchief and wipes her eyes.
The Soldatovs lived in Legotina. The head of the family was a strong owner - he had horses, cows, kept other livestock and poultry. To conduct business in such a way that there was always prosperity in the house, Alexander Ilyich learned from the Germans, being a farm laborer during the First World War - he was captured. True, before that he knew all the horrors of the German camps - and hounding by dogs, and hunger, and thirst. Surprisingly, Soldatov met the 1917 revolution with approval - as a native of a simple peasant family, he shared many of the views of the Bolsheviks, but by the early thirties everything had changed: surplus appropriation, dispossession of kulaks ... She didn’t send their chests to the last dress and pants, but she didn’t exile either to Siberia or further to the east, but sent them to neighboring Poroshina - there at that time the first dugouts were being dug for the Elan military camps. Fourteen-year-old Taya also went to dig the earth, but only to Kalina - to the Yarkiy Ray commune.
Taisiya Soldatova was a responsible employee, so a year later she switched to a horse farm, but all plans for the future (and Taya dreamed of going to the city and enrolling in a veteran's school) was confused by the war - she had to sit at the tractor levers. But every cloud has a silver lining: it was there, in the tractor brigade, that Taisiya Soldatova met her fate - Elmar Mikivera ...
And now I am holding in my hands two interesting documents - a genealogy, compiled by Elmar Iosifovich, and an autobiography written by him. From the first document it is clear that the Mikiver family dates back to 1720 - from the marriage of the furrier Jan Klimekt and the shoemaker's daughter Greta Viik, who lived in Ahrensburg (now the city of Kuressaare), but the spouses did not have sons - only daughters, and only their great-granddaughter Katrina, having married the potter Madis Mikivera, in 1801 she gave birth to a boy named by her parents Uno.
Agree, not many of us can boast of such knowledge of the history of our kind - and I can't help but remember my fellow-workers from Estonia: at a time when the majority of the citizens of our huge country did not yet know the word "genealogy", these guys could tell a lot about their ancestors - and not up to the third or fourth generation, but much deeper.
However, let's return to the documents from the family archive of Loraida Elmarovna - to the autobiography written by her father: “I was born in the village of Zimititsy, Leningrad Region in 1918, and upon reaching the age of 22 I was drafted into the ranks of the Workers' Peasant Red Army. Initially, he served in the air surveillance, warning and communications regiment, and after training in Morse code, he became a radiotelegraph operator. When the Great Patriotic War began, he immediately found himself at the front - not far from Moscow, in a detachment of a balloon barrage. But in 1942 he was transferred to the Elanskie camps near Kamyshlov - there was the formation of Estonian national units, but for health reasons did not get into the active army - he was sent to chores in Kalina, where later, after becoming a tractor driver, he received a "reservation". And in 1947 I learned that the Nazi troops, retreating from Leningrad, completely destroyed Zimititsy - both the population and buildings, so I had nowhere to return, and I stayed in the Urals ... "
Like Oscar Susi with Taisia Prozherina (see "The Leader's Soldiers. Brought to Death ..."), Tasya Soldatova's friendship with Elmar Mikiver began with mutual help to each other - the girl taught the guy the Russian language, and he I helped her with repairs - to bring, unscrew, tighten, because where does twenty-year-old Taisya, who lives on one ration of cards, have strength?
- And my mother never complained to her parents! And there was no reason to complain - as long as I remember my father, he never raised his voice either at her, or at me, or at his sister Rimma. He was a very kind and balanced person, his eyes radiated warmth, and his hands were strong, strong and at the same time affectionate. And my father was able to do a lot in life, and yet, without having a special education, he played great on many instruments, be it strings, keyboards, winds. So, in the club (he once was like this in our village) he liked to sit at the piano, and at home - to play the trumpet or button accordion. And also - on the balalaika. It is a pity that my father passed away early - working after the war in logging, he tore his heart, it let him down, - Lauraida Elmarovna gets up from the sofa, brushing away the tears that have come again, and then goes to the old secretary and takes out a huge album ...
In this album (or rather, in the album) there are a lot of photos, but L. and I. Kondratyuk was selected for this material only one, but the most remarkable, it is here, on this page.