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FAMILY<br />

Raisa Roitman<br />

Raisa Roitman<br />

Bella Chanina<br />

Bella Chanina<br />

Photo taken in: Rezina – 1913<br />

Interviewer: Zhanna Litinskaya<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

My great-grandfather, Itsik Rubel (left), was born<br />

in the 1840s in the town of Rezina. He lived there<br />

all his life. He had a large vineyard and worked on<br />

it by himself for the most part, occasionally hiring<br />

workers during the harvest time when it was too<br />

much for him. He sold his wine to the marketers<br />

from Kishinev. He died in 1930 when I was a small<br />

girl.<br />

Photo taken in: Rezina – 1913<br />

Interviewer: Zhanna Litinskaya<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

My great-grandfather, Itsik Rubel (left), was born<br />

in the 1840s in the town of Rezina. He lived there<br />

all his life. He had a large vineyard and worked on<br />

it by himself for the most part, occasionally hiring<br />

workers during the harvest time when it was too<br />

much for him. He sold his wine to the marketers<br />

from Kishinev. He died in 1930 when I was a small<br />

girl.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1927<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is a picture of me with my mother. My<br />

mother only had one dress, adjusting it with a<br />

brooch when she lost weight. She was beautiful<br />

– she had expressive black eyes and men really<br />

liked her, but she was very strict and imperious.<br />

My mother taught me to recite poems and<br />

I performed at school concerts only on the<br />

condition that she left the hall or I got confused,<br />

feeling her strict gaze on me.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1927<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is a picture of me with my mother. My<br />

mother only had one dress, adjusting it with a<br />

brooch when she lost weight. She was beautiful<br />

– she had expressive black eyes and men really<br />

liked her, but she was very strict and imperious.<br />

My mother taught me to recite poems and<br />

I performed at school concerts only on the<br />

condition that she left the hall or I got confused,<br />

feeling her strict gaze on me.<br />

Sarra Shpitalnik<br />

Sarra Shpitalnik<br />

Molka Mirskaya<br />

Molka Mirskaya<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1930<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is me with my parents, Shlomo and Beila Molchanskiy, and their friends<br />

at Sobornyi Park. During Rosh Hashanah, my parents had friends visit us<br />

for a meal. We went to the town park after. This was the season of nuts and<br />

grapes, and we drank freshly squeezed grape juice. It foamed and was always<br />

wonderfully delicious. My grandmother was very religious, but we didn’t<br />

follow all of the customs.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1930<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is me with my parents, Shlomo and Beila Molchanskiy, and their friends<br />

at Sobornyi Park. During Rosh Hashanah, my parents had friends visit us<br />

for a meal. We went to the town park after. This was the season of nuts and<br />

grapes, and we drank freshly squeezed grape juice. It foamed and was always<br />

wonderfully delicious. My grandmother was very religious, but we didn’t<br />

follow all of the customs.<br />

Tamara Koblik<br />

Tamara Koblik<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1966<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is me, Tamara Koblik, and my family. My husband, Monia, is holding our<br />

daughters, Ella and Sopha. Beside me is Allochka, our friend’s daughter.<br />

My husband and I rented a room for 20 rubles per month when his salary<br />

was 90 rubles and I wasn’t working. We actually lived in a room in a meat<br />

factory. <strong>The</strong>re was a stove to heat it, but the temperature never went above<br />

14 degrees.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1966<br />

Interviewer: Nathalia Fomina<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

This is me, Tamara Koblik, and my family. My husband, Monia, is holding our<br />

daughters, Ella and Sopha. Beside me is Allochka, our friend’s daughter.<br />

My husband and I rented a room for 20 rubles per month when his salary<br />

was 90 rubles and I wasn’t working. We actually lived in a room in a meat<br />

factory. <strong>The</strong>re was a stove to heat it, but the temperature never went above<br />

14 degrees.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1982<br />

Interviewer: Zhanna Litinskaya<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

<strong>The</strong>se are my parents, Tsivia and Yoyl Vaksman, during their golden<br />

wedding anniversary. <strong>The</strong> photo was taken in our apartment. In 1985,<br />

my father passed away without having the chance to rejoice in a greatgrandchild.<br />

In 1994, my mother died. When she got ill in the 1990s, I had<br />

to quit work to look after her. My husband and I didn’t observe religious<br />

traditions during the Soviet times, but my mother always did.<br />

Photo taken in: Kishinev – 1982<br />

Interviewer: Zhanna Litinskaya<br />

Interview Location: Kishinev<br />

<strong>The</strong>se are my parents, Tsivia and Yoyl Vaksman, during their golden<br />

wedding anniversary. <strong>The</strong> photo was taken in our apartment. In 1985,<br />

my father passed away without having the chance to rejoice in a greatgrandchild.<br />

In 1994, my mother died. When she got ill in the 1990s, I had<br />

to quit work to look after her. My husband and I didn’t observe religious<br />

traditions during the Soviet times, but my mother always did.

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