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Age 73
года, from Moscow, Russia.
Taisiya
Aleksandrovna Petrova (nee Trushina) was born in the Yego revski region of the Moscow district in
1929. She grew up and attended school in
the Likino-Dulevo Orexovo-Zuevsky region.
After graduation she attended the entered Leningrad Institute,
afterwards remaining in Leningrad (Petersburg) most of the
rest of her life, working at the construction engineering institute.
Our
grandfather played the violin and was a church choir director, and grandmother
inherited his musical abilities, being able to sing and dance. She also loved the theater. During her student years she rented films in
which world-famous stars played roles, and very much loved Dean Durbin.
She led a
very active lifestyle. In her daughter’s
school she was the permanent chairman of the parents’ committee, and, at the
request of the school directed, remained so a year after her daughter’s
graduation.
She was a
very beautiful woman, and possessed of an unusual charm. She was always the life of the party, and was
skilled in gather people around her.
At the
start of Perestroika she was struck by a terrible tragedy. Her daughter Julia and her four-year-old
granddaughter Kristina immigrated to Israel, but while there Julia died
under mysterious circumstances. ‘Tasya’
loved her granddaughter very much, and Kristina adored her as well. It was very difficult for Taisiya to bring
her granddaughter back to Russia. Years had passed, and Kristina had forgotten
the Russian language. Kristina was only
14 when Tasya died, and now lives in Saint
Petersburg with her father and his mother.
When
Taisiya retired, she returned to Likino-Dulevo to live with eighty-year-old
mother, leaving her Leningrad
apartment to her daughter. There were
fabulous stories about her here in our city.
She was such a clever and ambiguous woman.
Her whole
life was extravagant, as was her death.
One of her relations said of her: “During her entire life she burned
like a bright flame, and died just the same.”
She often
had the same dream – that she wanted to run away from someone, but could
not. The day before she left here she
had the same dream, and I (and not just I) also had bad dreams. At the time I could not tell her them, but
they came true.
Written by
Tatiana Pavlovna, her cousin
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