Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Content
- Acknowledgments
- Chapter 1 “I Needed a Woman”
- Chapter 2 It Could Have Been Worse
- Chapter 3 “The Thug Copped It”
- Chapter 4 “This foul regime—a curse upon it!”
- Chapter 5 Travels from Language to Language
- Chapter 6 The Tongues
- Chapter 7 “All Potatoes Look Alike”
- Chapter 8 Religion
- Chapter 9 “Dinky Little Cunt” and the Young Communist League Secretary
- Chapter 10 Madonnas
- Chapter 11 The Sea of Youth
- Chapter 12 Never Out of Reach
- Chapter 13 Speaking Freely
- Chapter 14 Visiting Firemen
- Chapter 15 And the Word Was Made Flesh
- Chapter 16 Redemption (All Were Saved)
- Chapter 17 Betrayal
- Chapter 18 Light Beyond the Window
- Chapter 19 Early Farewell
- Chapter 20 Parents
- Chapter 21 Chicken Soup
- Chapter 22 Marina
- Chapter 23 The Spring of '71
- Chapter 24 Envoi
Chapter 20 - Parents
- Frontmatter
- Content
- Acknowledgments
- Chapter 1 “I Needed a Woman”
- Chapter 2 It Could Have Been Worse
- Chapter 3 “The Thug Copped It”
- Chapter 4 “This foul regime—a curse upon it!”
- Chapter 5 Travels from Language to Language
- Chapter 6 The Tongues
- Chapter 7 “All Potatoes Look Alike”
- Chapter 8 Religion
- Chapter 9 “Dinky Little Cunt” and the Young Communist League Secretary
- Chapter 10 Madonnas
- Chapter 11 The Sea of Youth
- Chapter 12 Never Out of Reach
- Chapter 13 Speaking Freely
- Chapter 14 Visiting Firemen
- Chapter 15 And the Word Was Made Flesh
- Chapter 16 Redemption (All Were Saved)
- Chapter 17 Betrayal
- Chapter 18 Light Beyond the Window
- Chapter 19 Early Farewell
- Chapter 20 Parents
- Chapter 21 Chicken Soup
- Chapter 22 Marina
- Chapter 23 The Spring of '71
- Chapter 24 Envoi
Summary
In Riga, I was greeted with alcoholic updates from my close friends.
Zhenia Konyaev, now a student at Riga Polytechnic, had become his year's orderly; his job was to monitor attendance and collect money for various initiatives. (He explained to me apologetically that he'd agreed only in order to be in the good books of the Dean, because his grades had been so poor that the man had threatened him with expulsion.) Having collected subscription money for some relevant local paper—something like Latvian Technology or Soviet Engineering News —he had found the temptation to spend it on booze—with our mutual friend Vladimir Kosov—simply irresistible. Then, faced with the obvious problem, he stole fifteen rubles from his parents. The theft was discovered, his folks wept bitterly over what they called “bearing and raising a thief “ and threatened to throw him onto the street.
The second piece of alcoholic news was more surprising, concerning as it did Yuri Afremovich, who hitherto had never touched a drop. He too had had to collect money, to buy a skull specimen for his year at the School of Medicine, where he'd enrolled the previous September—and he too had spent it on booze. (To me this was the first sign that something wasn't quite right with my friend, whose self–discipline and pedantry I'd always envied; indeed, the very next year he would fail a number of exams, be expelled, and drafted into the army. I suspect all this had happened as a result of the inescapable hormonal attack and Yuri's unwillingness to even acknowledge, let alone face it.)
The next item on my own agenda was getting permission from my father to apply for my exit visa. That was easier said than done. The state wanted to have it both ways: to show it respected its own laws regarding the “humanitarian reunification of families” but not to let its citizens out, even those it didn't particularly need, so as not to encourage others. The parental permission requirement had been designed as yet another barrier. Ostensibly, it was intended to avoid financial claims by parents against their children outside the country.
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- Never Out of ReachGrowing up in Tallinn, Riga, and Moscow, pp. 177 - 188Publisher: Liverpool University PressPrint publication year: 2015