Tag #156042 - Interview #94776 (Grigoriy Stelmakh)

Sometimes we went to see mother in hospital. She secretly brought us a cup of kissel (fruit jelly) to the front door: and this was such delicacy. Patients liked us. They put me on their lap and gave me sugarplums: those were the first sweets in my life, and they stroked my hair. I didn’t understand that they were missing their children. I called each man ‘papa’. I didn’t remember my father.