Tag #128405 - Interview #83865 (Galina Barskaya)

I also remember a Jewish pogrom [1] in Kremenchug. There were many different gangs out there, and there was more than one pogrom in that city. Our family was lucky – we were not attacked, but I remember feathers flying in the street from the pillows that gangsters tore apart. For some reason it made a big impression on me. I remember looking with fear outside from the window of our deep basement. I remember how our old Jewish neighbor was beaten in the street.