my father genkin yuri solomonovich , born in 1923, my father went through the war, was wounded, has a medal for courage. after the war, he graduated from the leningrad his first marriage 20 years. uh, further, he got divorced due to circumstances, he left for the city of ashgabat in ashgabat, he met my mother. that's where he was born. i, he was a good father , but he was not a soft father, let's say, here, but he never laid a hand . here. well, it must have been now. i understand that it was good. uh, my father was a versatile person. that is, he was on a moped, he loved to ride, he was very fond of fishing. he loved to draw, he was, uh, an artist, i went around a very distant country, nevertheless, i was treated completed courses master of manicure. and i was pretty good at it, when there was inspiration my father painted women, probably, he was loving. personally, i have five pictures left. they may be small, but the fact that he was able to keep some wonderful portraits with him in 1998, he died in the city of kokand , this is the ferghana valley, uzbekistan, an application to find his father, in principle. there, as it were, the train was not o