Tag #128532 - Interview #91887 (Olga Bernstein)

I remember the day when Stalin died very well. We lived in a military unit. Of course, there was a Party unit and a political officer there. There was a funeral oration and we were kneeling on snow during this meeting held of 5 March 1953. Like everybody else! For me personally it wasn’t much of grief, but I was in terrible mood feeling like it was going to be the end of the word.