I had two grandmothers with floral names: Rosa and Margarita. They were too old to enjoy their retirement, and they were alone. What I didn’t have were grandfathers. One had died on my second birthday and I don’t remember him. The other, Vasily, suddenly appeared when I was about 10, out of nowhere, with the words: “I am back.”
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Katja Petrowskaja: My grandfather, who finally came back from the second world war in 1981
(Archive photo) Ukrainian World War II veterans with medals and orders wave flowers during a traditional parade of veterans in downtown Kyiv on May 9.
