I, Rahmil Shmushkevich, in Kiev in 1973. Photo made on my 60th birthday and was published in my books.
In 1965 I became a member of the Soviet writers' Union. I could rest and write in the so-called Creativity homes for writers and travel around the country being paid for such trips. I also conducted meetings with my readers. Our life was improving.
My daughter Julia Shmushkevich and my grandson Evgeniy Kruglevskiy. Photo made in Kiev in 1971. My daughter gave it to me.
In 1947 our daughter Julia was born. My family waited for me. I returned in 1956. My daughter Julia was in the 3rd form already. She didn't know where her father had been. If they found out at school she would have been treated with suspicion.
My sister Rachel Shmushkevich and her 7-year old son Alik. Photo made in Kiev in 1950 and sent to Vorkuta where I was in the camp.
I could get only one letter at a month from my house, and send too one at a month, but I knew that beside them okay. Parcel and meeting with native were forbid.
My daughter Julia Shmushkevich, is 5 years old. Photo made in Kiev in 1952. My wife sent it to me when I was in the GULAG camp in Vorkuta.
My wife Ida and I, Rahmil Shmushkevich, after our wedding ceremony. Photo made in Kiev in November 1946.
In Kiev I went to look for my family. All of a sudden I saw my mother near the water pump in Yamskaya Street where we lived before the war. She screamed seeing me and she was screaming in Yiddish. My mother, her sister and her sister's family were living in a small room with no heating. I moved in with them. We lived a very poor life.
Our political officer Ovitsenov and I, Rahmil Shmushkevich, on the front line, few days before the Kharkov front line forces encirclement and my captivity. Photo made by a correspondent of the "Stalinets" newspaper in the Izyum town in May 1942. In an hour after this photo was taken a shell hit our political officer Ovitsenov killing him.
My family. From left to right, upper row: my wife's brother Grigory Bronevoy and my wife Seva Bronevaya; lower row: my sister Rachel holding her son, my father Yudko Shmushkevich and my mother Freida Shmushkevich photographed in my two-room apartment in Yamskaya Street in Kiev in March 1941 on the occasion of the visit of my wife's brother. We are meet to communicate and eat in household circle in my.
My father and mother had 7 children. I am the oldest of my brothers and sisters Four of them died in babyhood or childhood.
My grandfather Avrum Gurevich and I, Rahmil Shmushkevich, on my 5th birthday in 1917 in Rzyhyschev.
Interviewer: Ella Orlikova
This is me. The photo was made in Odessa in 2002.