Why Chernobyl’s Jewish History Still Matters - 31 Years After The Accident
y aunt recently
reminded me that everything changed on April 26, 1986. I knew this, of
course, but it wasn’t often that my family talked about the accident or
the evacuation.
When I was growing up in Brooklyn, my grandfather Mikhail spoke proudly of his work at a nuclear power plant, as well as of the house he built in the town in which he grew up, where he met and married my grandmother Mira, and where my father Slava and aunt Lena were born.
As a child, I didn’t realize many things from my grandfather’s stories: that he worked at the fourth reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, including on the night of the accident; what it meant for my grandparents to call Chernobyl home long before the plant was opened in 1977; that the house my grandfather built was no longer there.
Read more: http://forward.com/culture/369966/why-chernobyls-jewish-history-still-matters-31-years-after-the-accident/
When I was growing up in Brooklyn, my grandfather Mikhail spoke proudly of his work at a nuclear power plant, as well as of the house he built in the town in which he grew up, where he met and married my grandmother Mira, and where my father Slava and aunt Lena were born.
As a child, I didn’t realize many things from my grandfather’s stories: that he worked at the fourth reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, including on the night of the accident; what it meant for my grandparents to call Chernobyl home long before the plant was opened in 1977; that the house my grandfather built was no longer there.
Read more: http://forward.com/culture/369966/why-chernobyls-jewish-history-still-matters-31-years-after-the-accident/
My aunt recently reminded me that everything changed on April 26, 1986. I
knew this, of course, but it wasn’t often that my family talked about the
accident or the evacuation.
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| My grandparents, father and their friend playing by the Pripyat |
When I was growing up in Brooklyn, my grandfather Mikhail spoke proudly of
his work at a nuclear power plant, as well as of the house he built in the town
in which he grew up, where he met and married my grandmother Mira, and where my
father Slava and aunt Lena were born.
As a child, I didn’t realize many things from my grandfather’s stories: that
he worked at the fourth reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, including
on the night of the accident; what it meant for my grandparents to call
Chernobyl home long before the plant was opened in 1977; that the house my
grandfather built was no longer there.
It was
impossible to know, the way he spoke about that house. I grew up not understanding
why my grandfather left a place he seemed to long for – and questioning if
perhaps my family came from two cities, only one of which sparked anguished
memories of hunger, war, and anti-Semitism.
Data: 25.04.2017
Fonte: www.forward.com
y aunt recently
reminded me that everything changed on April 26, 1986. I knew this, of
course, but it wasn’t often that my family talked about the accident or
the evacuation.
When I was growing up in Brooklyn, my grandfather Mikhail spoke proudly of his work at a nuclear power plant, as well as of the house he built in the town in which he grew up, where he met and married my grandmother Mira, and where my father Slava and aunt Lena were born.
As a child, I didn’t realize many things from my grandfather’s stories: that he worked at the fourth reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, including on the night of the accident; what it meant for my grandparents to call Chernobyl home long before the plant was opened in 1977; that the house my grandfather built was no longer there.
Read more: http://forward.com/culture/369966/why-chernobyls-jewish-history-still-matters-31-years-after-the-accident/
When I was growing up in Brooklyn, my grandfather Mikhail spoke proudly of his work at a nuclear power plant, as well as of the house he built in the town in which he grew up, where he met and married my grandmother Mira, and where my father Slava and aunt Lena were born.
As a child, I didn’t realize many things from my grandfather’s stories: that he worked at the fourth reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, including on the night of the accident; what it meant for my grandparents to call Chernobyl home long before the plant was opened in 1977; that the house my grandfather built was no longer there.
Read more: http://forward.com/culture/369966/why-chernobyls-jewish-history-still-matters-31-years-after-the-accident/
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