at the cemetery in shatki , money collected by the people back in the soviet years.own, but relatives refused to transport the ashes, not we need to bother her, let everything remain as it is. nina nikolaevna is walking, walking with her granddaughter, little light by the hand. this little fence wasn’t here yet, tall, big, she saw it from afar, this space was still visible, she was like... nina nikolaevna screams at the top of her voice, tanya, our tanya, i see tanya, my own sister recognized her, through so many years, she recognizes her, ninety-first year, she hasn’t seen her since forty -one, 50 years have passed, she recognized her, if i had tanya, and a sister, brothers, all alive at this time, i would have a big family, how many if only i had nephews, now savicheva has a large family again, nikolovna passed away in 2013, but she has a son, a granddaughter, a great-granddaughter, vladislav, mikhail’s son, has two children, three grandchildren, when they were on the road of life in kamen, near kamen flower, it’s written on the stone what he said in tanisavichev’s