May 9 (WWII Victory Day) is the day I think about my grandparents a lot. Unfortunately, I only knew one of them, my father’s father (bottom row). All others died before I could talk. All of them survived the WWII. Grandfather Serafim (top row) was a train driver. Grandmother Masha (top row) was a nurse and also worked on a train. That’s how they met - on railroad. Grandfather Tolya was a tank pointer during the war, and an optics physysist after. Grandma Nadya was a doctor, after the war she worked as a pediatrician.
I try to learn more about them and what kind of people they were. Sometimes I see in me something that I clearly got from them and it’s crazy.
Tell me about your grandparents, especially those who aren’t with us anymore. Let’s remember them.