Levinson revolutionary biography

Up the source of Schleger-Zaskalny N. Blinkin, E. Velikanova; aut. Schleger-Square: p. Schleger-Zaskalny N. Schleger-Squash-her father. Washing power Danilovich was born in? The place of imprisonment and links was arrested - the Suzdal politicalizer, Arkhangelsk, Vologda, Aleksandrov. Repeated arrest-I remembered something myself, something from the stories, but I clarified something with Natalia Lvovna Sysoeva, or, as we call her, my wrappers, so to speak, named sister, “sisters by mu”.

Her parents were also arrested, both, and our parents were friends. Sysoev lived in the passage of Serov, in a large house, well, in the one in which Mayakovsky lived. And on February 14, they came for Irina Alekseevna, Talochkina’s mother, who did not belong to any party, but once said something about the berry. So they arranged an ambush there. They took everyone who came there. And the thrush was taken there, and some acquaintances, random completely.

And then, as the mellar told, she heard a knock on which my father usually knocked on the door. She still thought: even if he left. But then my father called. And they took him. And they took my mother, she also ended up there. This was the first day when no one took me from the kindergarten. Then my cousin Schleger whose primer was the first in the Soviet Union came after me.

For several days I lived with her. They were all taken to Lubyanka. How much they were there, I do not know. Mom was released a few days later. She said that she was forced to write a denunciation on Irina Alekseevna. And for her mother Irina Alekseevna - it was the best friend, she loved her very much. And now mom asks them paper, sits down and writes-something like her business plans was my mother, she worked with sick children, she even had books.

All this was terribly angry with investigators. And yet the mother was released. What do I remember from childhood? When my mother and I returned home, everything was turned around. After all, a search was held. Mom says that they fiddled for a very long time, obscured all our books, and we had nothing more, only bookcases, as it is now, but children's toys. Apparently, very tired.

We took a typewriter from us, a portrait of my grandfather, who died young, and whom I did not know; He was a revolutionary and organized the first revolutionary circles in Samara along with Lenin. There are about this in two books - “Lenin in Samara” and “Revolutionary Samara”. They took a photo because he had an aristocratic face, very much. And, at the same time, they took a photograph of P.

Tchaikovsky-there was an inscription in English. They said - the white bone - and also took it. We had nothing more to pick up. After some time, when my mother brought and showed the book “Revolutionary Samara”, they gave a photograph of her grandfather. Given Tchaikovsky. Of course, the machine was not returned. This is what I remember. I also have a photograph, I showed you what my father carried along all his difficult roads.

On it, I am four years old and a brother who is eight years older than me. And on the reverse side of the photo of the date: where this photo with her father visited, something like chronology. It begins with a bottle: “Moscow. Butyrki, May 28 of the year. " But, as I now understood, after talking with my sister, well, with a wagon, at first there was a Lubyanka. Then he was in Butyrki, and “May 28” wrote, apparently, after he sat there.

I remember how my mother and I went to Butyrki. We lived nearby, on Novoslobodskaya, just opposite. True, I remember more how we stood in line. But the brother tells such a story. Mom took him on a date. And he loved the acrobatic tricks of different stunts all his life, and in Butyrki he also made everything: he stood on the railing in his arms, etc. And suddenly on a date his father says to him and there, after all, the overseer was: - Voka, and you did not forgot how to walk in his hands?

He immediately turned over and went to his father in his arms. And his father bent over at that time, his lace seemed to untie, and imperceptibly his brother put something in his hand. In general, he clasped this business into a fist and, when they had already deployed at home, it was a folded cigarette paper with a list - the name of the arrested, whom his father knew.

And such a characteristic episode. Somehow, literally on the eve of the arrest, my father escorted me to kindergarten, and we always walked past the prison, and I asked: “Dad, what will happen if a fire suddenly happens there?” I was terribly scared by this thought. It sunk it to me in memory. And the next day, the father was arrested. Now I will just give a chronology, according to the photograph where she visited.

Father began to record before he was taken from the Butyok, on May 28, then there was a Vladimir prison - May 29. Then the Suzdal politician - June 2, Mom went to Suzdal and I have letters that I consider historical documents. Further, again, the Vladimir prison, that is, he was in Suzdal, and go, everything was very promptly done, he is already in the Vladimir prison. As my sister explained to me, then they were sent a sentence for a year.

And her mother was released. But for some reason, he lingered very little and on March 4 was already in Vologda. There I had a whole month and I remember everything very well. Father came here illegally, he could not.Literally for a few days. Mom was sick at this time, lying in the hospital. She was generally very hard to hurt all the time, and I was with my father.

I also remembered this period well. And then Yegoryevsk - May 20, that is, he was practically not in Moscow and on July 28 - Alexandrov. And all. In G. I only know that my mother received a letter, someone threw it out of the car, and there was just dad's portrait drawn by some artist. Mom said that it was so scary that she did not show him to me.

Perhaps his mother even destroyed him. Don't know. We were told that ten years without the right of correspondence. So we were waiting for him all the years, hoping: suddenly he would return. And then we received, after rehabilitation, a certificate that he died in m, somewhere in Kolyma. This is what my father went through.