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Moonkist
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0 posted 2006-10-12 02:34 PM


Was he the oldest son?
I don't kmow... never asked...
But he was Papa's older brother
That I know for sure, as Papa was the youngest.
He was a handsome man,
even when I saw him for the last time...
last year....
White hair, sharp blue eyes, different from Papa...
He called me Malenkaya (Little One)
I am American, 1st generation
My parents and their families born in Ukraine...
But, DyaDya Vasya lived in Russia and Ukraine
Split... dichotomist situation
You see... World War II arrived..
My father's family (his parents, Wassili and Eugenia, his brothers John, DyaDya Vanya, and Bill, DyaDya Vasya, and his sister, my aunt TyoTya Anya) were either killed or seperated... My uncle John went looking for food...
never returned... perished...
DyaDya Vasya was taken by the Russian Army, my Dad was too young, or just lucky...
But Dya Dya Vasya disappeared from my father's life...
Resurfaced... finally was able to contact his family...

The 1st time I remember DyaDya Vasya was when he came over to the United States (he tracked down his family !)
My Papa, his sister Anya, their parents Dedushka and Babushka, grandparents...
He brought me a doll, (tall Russian doll, 2 feet, with fiery auburn hair)...
My first memory of him, when I was seven years old...
I was his Malankaya.
You see, my Dad and his family thought him dead... but he was alive living in Russia 32 years later !
Even though last year, the last time we saw each other alive, we could barely communicate...
He knew little English
and I knew little Russian/Ukrainian.
And though I never got to personally know him well, his memory is alive and thrives with my family and I...
I don't know what he did for a living after the Russian Army took him... but he and my father stayed in touch.

He will always be special to me...
God, I loved him so...
I wish there was a time with him, but I cherish what little time we had...
He was an AWESOME artist,
just like my father.
He drew pictures of my brothers John and Peter as Cossacks !
And he drew me from a picture he had of me as a seven-year-old child.
Let him remember me that way, innocent...
May he rest in Peace.
I cry for our loss
One day we will meet again, and I so look forward to seeing him again.
I will miss him.
My DyaDya Vasya, a man I knew little about,
till we meet again as Jesus' feet..

Yenna/Lady Moonkist



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1 posted 2006-10-12 02:51 PM


MoonKist~
How beautiful this ...~
Special, special, special spill of heartfelt thoughts~

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

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Moonkist
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2 posted 2006-10-12 03:16 PM


Thank you Marge... I think I'm still in a state of shock, as we (my family and I JUST found out he passed away IN AUGUST and we just found out now... even though we live in a great time of instant communication, communications between Russia and our family is very slow)...

Thank you Marge...
/Moonkist

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