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Who was Green's 1st wife. Prisoner Assol

On November 23, 1922, Alexander Grin completed writing the story "Scarlet Sails", dedicating it to his wife Nina, who became the prototype of the main character of the story - Assol.

Nina Nikolaevna Green (nee - Mironova), was the eldest child in the family of a bank employee Nikolai Sergeevich Mironov. After graduating from the gymnasium with a gold medal, in 1914 she entered the Bestuzhev courses. A year later, Nina married law student Sergei Korotkov. The happiness of young people was interrupted by the First World War. Soon Sergei was called up and in 1916 he died. And Nina went to work as a nurse in a hospital.

Nina met Alexander Grin in 1917, when she worked as a typist in the Petrograd Echo newspaper. But at that time, both of them were not up to romantic relationships. In 1918, Nina Nikolaevna's father died, and as a Sami she fell ill with tuberculosis and was forced to move from cold Petrograd to the Moscow region, where she lived with relatives.

When she returned to Petrograd in early 1921, she went to work as a nurse. She lived with her mother in order to somehow survive in this difficult and hungry time, she sold things on the market. It was during this period, on a cold January day, that she met Green again. Already on March 7, 1921, they got married and over the next 11 years, until the death of the writer, they no longer parted.

For Alexander Grin, Nina Nikolaevna became a real muse. It was she who became the prototype of Assol and it was to her that the writer dedicated his most romantic story. " Nina Nikolaevna Green is presented and dedicated by the Author. PBG, November 23, 1922": - these were the last lines in the manuscript of" Scarlet Sails ".

In 1924, Green with Nina and her mother moved to the Crimea: first to Feodosia, and then to the town of Stary Krym. This Crimean period was the most fruitful in his work. It was here from the writer's pen that the novels "The Shining World", "The Golden Chain", "Running on the Waves" and "Jesse and Morgiana" were born. There was a gentle sea and a beloved woman nearby. That was all the writer needed for fruitful work.

In the last years of his life, Alexander Stepanovich was very ill and died in the Crimea in 1932. Two years after his death, Nina Nikolaevna married for the third time: this time to the Feodosia TB doctor Pyotr Ivanovich Nania, who was the attending physician of A.S. Green. This marriage broke up at the beginning of World War II.

Nina Nikolaevna did not have time to evacuate from the Crimea and during the occupation, in order to feed herself and her seriously ill mother, she worked in the occupation newspaper “Official Bulletin of the Staro-Krymsky District”, and then headed the district printing house.

The Germans widely used the name of the widow of the famous Soviet writer for their propaganda purposes. Later, Nina Nikolaevna was taken out to work in Germany.

After the end of the war, in 1945, the writer's widow voluntarily returned from the American zone of occupation to the Soviet Union, where she was soon arrested and put on trial for "collaborationism and treason." She was sentenced to ten years in the camps with confiscation of property. She served her sentence in Stalin's camps, first in Pechora, then in Astrakhan.

She was released only in 1955 under an amnesty (fully rehabilitated only in 1997 after her death). After her release, she returned to the Crimea, where she was able to secure the return of her house, in which she lived with Grinov in the last years of his life. Nina Nikolaevna died on September 27, 1970 in Kyiv. In her will, she asked to be buried in the family fence between the graves of her mother and husband. But the authorities forbade the fulfillment of the last will of the deceased, and she was buried in another place in the Starokrymsky cemetery.

Once upon a time at Pirogovka...

Opposite our dacha, two plots were empty for a long time. Then on one of them, which is to the left, the owners appeared. More precisely, the hostesses: one is elderly, the other is middle-aged, about the same age as me. They surrounded the plot with bars and built a small, just a toy, dwelling. The most unusual: they painted it in bright yellow. It was unusual, but beautiful. We liked this chicken house, as we called it, and I quickly became friends with the hostesses. The eldest was named Olga Ilinichnaya Belousova, her daughter, like me, was Tatyana. We spent three or four hours a day together at the nearby Pirogovskoe reservoir. The summer turned out to be hot, and half of Moscow, it seems, rushed to the shores of our Pirogovka, which is why it began to resemble the southern coast of Crimea. Water motorcycles were especially annoying, the owners of which strove to rush as close to the shore as possible in order to show off their dexterity. Snow-white sports yachts glided regally under sail in the distance.

Wow, how beautiful, - involuntarily escaped from me. - Just like Green's... Only scarlet sails are missing.

Do you know, Tanechka, - Olga Ilyinichna unexpectedly responded, leaning on her elbow and looking at the yachts, - I once knew the real Assol. The wife of Alexander Grin, to whom he dedicated "Scarlet Sails".

And where did you meet her, in the Crimea?

No, in the North. in the Stalinist camps.

Not much has been written about Green's wife, Nina Nikolaevna Green, and even less is known about her stay in the camps. And I thought that the story of my neighbor in the country might be of interest to all lovers of the work of a wonderful romantic writer.

The sun rises but does not set

The story of how the 20-year-old Muscovite Olenka ended up in the camps is both tragic and banal for those terrible times. She was born and raised in Moscow, in an intelligent family. When the Germans approached the capital, her family was evacuated to the Kuban to relatives. There Olga Vozovik (her maiden name) continued her studies at the local pedagogical institute. She was an excellent student, funny and sharp on the tongue. He let her down.

Once, at a seminar, they analyzed a poem by the Kazakh poet Dzhambul, dedicated to Stalin. The great leader of all times and peoples, of course, was compared with the sun - any other metaphor would be too small for him. And take the laughing Olenka and whisper to her friend: "The sun rises and sets ..." This was enough to find yourself in the regions where the sun did not set for half a year, and then the polar night stood for the same amount.

Then there was an investigation that lasted several months and a transit prison, where all the prisoners - both men and women - were stripped naked and lined up in one line in front of the "buyers" who came from the camps for a new portion of free labor force. "Buyers" walked along the rows of prisoners, feeling them and selecting stronger living goods - physically hardy people were required to work in the logging and mines. It was very similar to the slave market somewhere in distant America, which Olya read about in children's books. Then she could not even imagine that something similar could happen in their beloved Soviet country ...

Most of all, Olya was afraid that none of the "buyers" would want to take her out of prison - she was very weak from being alone and could hardly stand on her feet. Apparently, one of the visitors read the mute prayer in the eyes of a utterly emaciated, naked teenage girl shivering from the cold, and his heart trembled. In the common "Stolypin" car, intended for the transport of livestock, she, along with other selected prisoners, was sent by stage to the North, to a camp near Vorkuta.

In the echelon, for the first time, she came into close contact with criminals, who were an impudent, cruel, ruthless force that took miserable crumbs of bread from other prisoners, including herself. During the journey, Olenka became so exhausted that upon arrival at the place she could no longer get out of the car on her own.

But there was another force in the camps - the political ones. The color of the intelligentsia, disgraced academicians, professors, doctors and teachers who united against criminality and tried to support each other in everything: since the life support of the camps depended on them in many respects, the administration had to reckon with them. It was they who arranged so that Olya Vozovik was first placed in the hospital and helped her get on her feet, and then they were able to get a job as a nanny on duty here.

The prisoner Nina Nikolaevna Grin worked in the same hospital.

Headboard shot

The path to the camps of Green's wife was much more difficult and confusing. After the death of the writer, in 1932, she stayed with her sick mother in Stary Krym. Here they found the occupation. At first they lived by selling old things. When there was nothing to sell, I had to look for a job. And what kind of work could be found for a weak, intelligent woman in the occupied Crimea? Nina Nikolaevna believed that she was still lucky - a position turned up as a proofreader in the printing house of a newspaper opened under the Germans. I would like to know what this "luck" will turn into in the future ...

Naturally, she did not write any notes glorifying the "new order", and could not write. Under any regime, the corrector is the most modest position, on which little depends. But it was cooperation with the Germans that was blamed on her after the war. Plus, being in slave labor in Germany, where Nina Nikolaevna, along with other local residents, was forcibly taken away in 1944.

There she was in a camp near Breslau. Taking advantage of the Allied bombing, she fled in 1945, barely making it back to her beloved Crimea. And soon she landed again in the camp - now Stalin's. Even the testimony of eyewitnesses did not help that during the war years, Green's wife personally saved the lives of 13 people taken hostage after the murder of a German officer: Nina Nikolaevna rushed to the council and by some miracle begged the mayor to release them to freedom ...

At that time, when she met the young Olenka Vozovik, Nina Nikolaevna was about fifty years old. Ole - a little over twenty. However, they quickly bonded and became friends.

What attracted Green's wife to this naive, thin, dreamy girl? Perhaps her resemblance to that Assol, whom she herself was in her youth and whose dreams were mercilessly crushed by time?

I was like a daughter to her, ”recalls Olga Ilyinichna. - I remember sitting on duty at night, my eyes stick together, and suddenly she comes: "Go sleep, I'll sit for you." And once Nina Nikolaevna sewed me a skirt out of trousers, which she exchanged with someone for bread rations. She was a great craftswoman and constantly sewed something ...

And did she retain Assol's features in herself?

You know, there was some innate grace and grace in her. Here she will lie down to sleep on the camp bunks, but she will lie down so that you will admire. Everything about her was beautiful. Even the disgusting camp gruel she knew how to eat as if it were a gourmet meal. Looking at her, I thought that it was possible to remain Assol even in the most difficult circumstances. But for this you need to love and believe very strongly.

Even after Green's death, Nina Nikolaevna continued to madly love her husband. At the head of the camp bunks, she placed his photograph, which had miraculously survived after countless searches, and every day she tried to put next to it either a green leaf, or a blade of grass, or a beautiful piece of cloth - flowers did not grow in the camps ...

Next to Nina Nikolaevna, Olya learned to believe in a miracle that must happen. And this miracle happened: in 1952, the gates of the camp swung open in front of them. And then another thing happened, the most incredible: at the gate, Olya, light as a feather, barely standing on her feet from weakness, was picked up by a man who loved and waited for her all these years and who soon became her husband ...

Assol's gift

After Stalin's death, many were amnestied. Our heroines, too. They continued to meet already in Moscow. One day, Green's wife invited Olga Ilyinichna to the branch of the Bolshoi Theater for the ballet Scarlet Sails, in which Lepeshinsky danced. Nina Nikolaevna was already gray-haired, but still a beautiful woman. Suddenly, the whole hall was announced: "Assol herself is present here." Spotlight literally flooded the box in which they sat. The audience stood up and applauded. Huge bouquets were thrown into the box to Nina Nikolaevna. Assol-fairy tale, Assol-byl was still needed by people ...

Unfortunately, this cannot be said about the then authorities of the Old Crimea, who stubbornly did not want to return Green's house to its rightful mistress. After the arrest of Nina Nikolaevna, he passed to the chairman of the local executive committee and was used as a barn. It took Nina Nikolaevna several years to restore justice and create a small Green Museum in this house.

According to Olga Ilyinichna, in the last years of her life, Nina Nikolaevna was very worried about his future and wanted to bequeath the house to her camp friend. But Olga Ilyinichna refused, believing that she was unworthy of such a royal gift. And only in her old age she acquired a chicken house-dacha together with her daughter's family.

Of course, the sea winds do not blow over him, and even from the windows of his attic one will never be able to see the scarlet sails. And yet it seems to me that Assol herself lives invisibly here.

Instead of an afterword

The old slander, alas, did not let go of Green's wife even after her death. When Nina Nikolaevna died, the authorities of Stary Krym did not allow her to be buried in the grave where Alexander Stepanovich Green rested with his mother. A place for an uncomfortable deceased was picked up somewhere on the outskirts of the cemetery.

According to a legend that still exists among fans of Green's work, Nina Nikolaevna's friends did not reconcile themselves to such injustice - on a dead autumn night they dug up her coffin and transferred it to her husband's grave. One of the participants in this secret operation left notes about what happened in his diary, which, alas, fell into the hands of investigators from special agencies.

Green's grave was opened and nothing was found, because the nameless well-wishers guessed to hide the remains of Nina Nikolaevna not nearby, but under her husband's coffin. So in a common grave they still rest.

No, you still have to believe in miracles.

By the way

Alla Alekseevna Nenada, deputy director for science at the Green Museum, tells about what happened to Green's house in Stary Krym.

Nina Nikolaevna opened the Green Museum on a voluntary basis in 1960. Little was left in the house at that time: Nina collected bit by bit, restored everything as it was during the life of the writer. Before her arrest, she distributed many manuscripts and memorabilia among acquaintances, and now these valuables flocked back to the house. Here in the "nest" she finished a book of memoirs about Grin, which she began to write during her exile in Pechora. Friends, writers, book readers, students came here. A semi-legal club was organized - a "nest" of Green lovers. It was the "nest" that laid the foundation for green studies.

When she was informed that it was decided to open the Green Museum in Feodosia, she was skeptical about this. I thought that it would not be possible to recreate that subtle atmosphere, to embody Green himself. She no longer saw the new museum and could not appreciate it, she died.

And so the Green Museum appeared, and the house in Stary Krym became a branch of our museum. Later, it came under the jurisdiction of the Museum of Temirik Culture. It was organized by Maria Sadovskaya - a brilliant museum worker. Literally from scratch in a former two-story merchant's mansion, she organized this museum. Now there are beautiful gardens in which Green's "nest" is lost. It is in excellent condition - clean, beautiful, well-groomed. In the summer, museum staff are on duty there, in the winter - watchmen. You can come at any time of the year and visit this place. Everything was preserved there in exactly the same way as it was under Nina Nikolaevna.

Materials provided by the Feodosiya Museum of A.S. Green!
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Materials in RGALI!
A.S. Green Foundation at RGALI.
f. 127 op. 2 units ridge 50. Letters of K. N. Mironov (brother of N. N. Green).
f. 127 op. 2 units ridge 51. Letters and telegram L.K. Mironov (nephew of N.N. Green).
f. 127 op. 2 units ridge 52. Letters from O.A. Mironova (mother N.N. Green).
f. 127 op. 2 units ridge 87. Photographs by S. Navashin-Paustovsky (individual) and L.K. Mironov (nephew of N.N. Green) in a group with students of the Leningrad Institute of Water Transport Engineers.
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Descending painting: Mironov...
Generation 1
1. Mironov...

Child's mother: ...
Son: Sergey Mironov ... (2-1)

Generation 2
2-1. Mironov Sergey ...
Was born: ?
Father: Mironov... (1)
Mother: ...
Child's mother: ...
Son: Mironov Nikolai Sergeevich (3-2)
Wife: ...
Son: Mironov Alexander Sergeevich (4-2)
Son: Mironov Anatoly Sergeevich (5-2)

Generation 3
3-2. Mironov Nikolai Sergeevich
Was born: ?

Mother: ...
Mother of children: Savelyeva Olga Alekseevna (1874-1944)
Daughter: Mironova Nina Nikolaevna (10/11/1894-09/27/1970) (6-3)
Son: Mironov Konstantin Nikolaevich (1896-1954) (7-3)
Son: Mironov Sergey Nikolaevich (1898-After 1934) (8-3)

4-2. Mironov Alexander Sergeevich
Was born: ?
Father: Sergey Mironov... (2-1)
Mother: ...
Wife: ...

5-2. Mironov Anatoly Sergeevich
Was born: ?
Father: Sergey Mironov... (2-1)
Mother: ...
Wife: ...

Generation 4
6-3. Mironova Nina Nikolaevna (11.10.1894-27.09.1970)
Born: 10/11/1894. Died: 09/27/1970. Lifespan: 75

Husband: Korotkov Mikhail Vasilievich (? -1916)
Husband: Grinevsky Alexander Stepanovich (08/11/1880-07/08/1932)
Husband: Naniy Petr Ivanovich (1880-After 1942)

7-3. Mironov Konstantin Nikolaevich (1896-1954)
Born: 1896 Died: 1954 Life expectancy: 58
Father: Mironov Nikolai Sergeevich (3-2)
Mother: Savelyeva Olga Alekseevna (1874-1944)
Wife: ... Maria ...
Son: Mironov Lev Konstantinovich (1915-01.1942) (9-7(1))
Wife: ... Zoya Arkadievna

8-3. Mironov Sergey Nikolaevich (1898-After 1934)
Born: 1898. Died: After 1934. Lifespan: 36
Father: Mironov Nikolai Sergeevich (3-2)
Mother: Savelyeva Olga Alekseevna (1874-1944)

Generation 5
9-7(1). Mironov Lev Konstantinovich (1915-01.1942)
Born: 1915. Died: 01.1942. Lifespan: 27. Went missing in the blockade of Leningrad!
Father: Mironov Konstantin Nikolaevich (1896-1954) (7-3)
Mother: ... Mary ...
Wife: Iosifovich Eleonora Evgrafovna (1911-2003)
Daughter: Tatyana Lvovna Mironova, Kazan (About 1940) (10-9)

Generation 6
10-9. Mironova Tatyana Lvovna, Kazan (About 1940)
Born: Around 1940. Age: 78. Lives in Kazan.
Father: Mironov Lev Konstantinovich (1915-01.1942) (9-7(1))
Mother: Iosifovich Eleonora Evgrafovna (1911-2003)
Husband: ...
Son: ... (11-10)

Generation 7
11-10. ...
Was born: ?
Father: ...
Mother: Tatyana Lvovna Mironova, Kazan (About 1940) (10-9)

Grin Nina Nikolaevna (nee Mironova, in the first marriage Korotkov, in the second marriage Grinevskaya; since 1926 Green (Grinevskaya); since 1933 - Green, 11 (23). 10. 1894 - 27. 09. 1970), the second wife of A.S. Green.
Born in the city of Narva, St. Petersburg province, in the family of Nikolai Sergeevich Mironov, an accountant of the Nikolaev railway, who came from a family of small nobles in the city of Gdov, and Olga Alekseevna Savelyeva, the daughter of a Gdov merchant. The girl was christened Antonina, then they began to call Nina. The real name was preserved in documents for some time, then it was forgotten.
After Nina, two more boys were born - Sergey and Konstantin, two and three years younger.
When Nina was seven years old, the Mironovs moved near Narva, to the estate of Prince Wittgenstein, from whom Nikolai Sergeevich received the position of manager.
In 1912, Nina Mironova graduated from the Narva Gymnasium with a gold medal and entered the Physics and Mathematics Department of the Higher Women's (Bestuzhe) Courses in St. Petersburg. Later she switched to the historical and philological (did not graduate). In the same 1912, the Mironov family moved to the village of Ligovo near St. Petersburg, to their own house.
In 1915, N. Mironova married Mikhail Vasilyevich Korotkov, a student of the law faculty of Petrograd University, taking his last name. In 1916, during World War I, M. Korotkov was mobilized to the front and died in the first battle, although he was considered missing for a long time.
In 1916, Nina Nikolaevna, having completed the courses of sisters of mercy, worked in a hospital in Ligovo; at the end of the year she got a job in the newspaper "Exchange Courier". From the beginning of 1917 moved to the work of assistant secretary in the newspaper "Petrograd Echo".
In January 1918, in the editorial office of the gas. "Petrograd echo" she met A.S. Green. In May of the same year, she fell ill with tuberculosis and went to relatives near Moscow.
From January to June 1921, Nina Nikolaevna lived in Ligovo, worked as a nurse in a hospital in the village of Rybatskoe.
On May 20, 1921, the marriage of N.N. Korotkova and A.S. Grinevsky was registered at the registry office on the street. Officer's room in the building of the Lithuanian castle. Nina Nikolaevna took her husband's real name - Grinevskaya.
On June 27, 1926, the Feodosia city police department issued them identification cards (No. 80, No. 81) with the names Green (Grinevskaya), Green (Grinevsky).
Since 1932 (after A.S. Green's death), N. Green began to work on her memoirs about Green and to popularize the writer's work.
On April 1, 1933, Nina Nikolaevna receives certificate No. 1420 from the People's Commissariat of Security for re-registration to the surname Green.
Since 1934, thanks to her efforts, Green's books began to appear: Fantastic Novels (1934), Road to Nowhere (1935), Stories (1937), The Golden Chain (1939), Stories (1940).
In the same year, N. Green organized a memorial room for A. Green in the house number 52 on the street. K. Liebknecht in the Old Crimea. Having settled down in the Feodosia Infizmet, she went on business trips around the country, started building her own house in St. Crimea, got along with P.I.
In 1937 she graduated from the Regional Tatar Medical and Obstetric School.
In 1940, N. Green took up the issue of opening the house-museum of A.S. Green in St. Crimea, and the transfer of the Green archive to the State Literary Museum of the USSR and the Institute of World Literature. M. Gorky.
January 1942 to October 1943 N. Green worked as an editor of the German newspaper "Official Bulletin of the Staro-Krymsky District" and at the same time acted as the head of the district printing house.
On October 12, 1945, N.N. Green was arrested for collaborating with the Germans and sent to a Feodosia prison.
On February 26, 1946, by the verdict of the Military Tribunal of the NKVD of Crimea, she was imprisoned in NKVD forced labor camps for a period of 10 years, with a defeat in political rights for 5 years, with the confiscation of all her personal property.
On September 17, 1955, N. Green was released under an amnesty with the removal of her criminal record.
Upon returning to St. Crimea, she again began active work on the creation of the house-museum of A.S. Grin and the popularization of his work.
In 1960, N. Green, without waiting for official permission and assistance from the authorities, opened the house-museum of A.S. Green for visitors, where she actually worked on a voluntary basis as a guide, keeper and cleaner until 1969.
On September 27, 1970, N.N. Green died in Kyiv from an exacerbation of chronic coronary insufficiency, and was buried in the Starokrymsky cemetery.
On July 8, 1971, the House-Museum of A.S. Grin was officially opened in Stary Krym.
On December 5, 1997, N.N. Green was rehabilitated under Art. 1 of the Law of Ukraine of April 17, 1991 "On the rehabilitation of victims of political repression in Ukraine".
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RGALI F127 op.1 ex 113
Letters from K.N. Mironov to his sister Grin Nina Nikolaevna
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2/15/1948 Dear Nina!
Forgive me deeply, forgive me. First of all, I want you to understand why I did not answer you for a long time. Your first letter was received at my house in early December. I, just, was in Moscow, I returned from a business trip only on December 23. It was very difficult for me to read this letter and I don’t know how I could restrain myself and finish reading it, but more on that later. I really wanted to write to you right away and, literally, every day this thought did not go out of my head. What kept me all the time is that I thought that I should not only write to you, but also help. This is what kept me all the time and made me put off the letter from day to day, and finally yesterday I received your postcard.
I really want you to understand my situation - it is very difficult and I want you to understand and believe my delay in writing.
My life turned out like this. I abandoned the tram - I was exhausted to the last degree. After all, I worked from morning until 11-12 at night, without going home, not having a single day of rest, and besides, having almost daily nightly anxiety on the phone. I reached what is called "to the handle" and managed, in the end, to gouge my leadership and break out. I work now in Gorplana as the Head of the sector. I get 1000 r. Less deductions - about 850. Now I have a family ... One daughter got married, has a child, but lives with me, since her husband has been unable to get an apartment in Moscow for almost a year now, where he works. The second daughter works at the factory and brings 150-200 rubles a month. The wife does not work. ... huddle and live. You will not find any private work now. You won't believe it - but I don't even have a change of underwear, I only go in one suit ... Well, yes, what about that! In addition, I now have to pay about 150 rubles. Debts per month: went to another city to enter; did not agree and now they are collecting money.
Nina dear! Believe me, I am writing this only so that you understand that nothing else than the inability to help you in any way made me so late with the answer. ... they promised in one place a small job - I will earn something and send you at least a little. I beg you - understand me and forgive me from the bottom of my heart. It still seems to me that I have not expressed clearly enough what is going on in my heart. Until now, I can not recover from the almost two-year "rest of 37-39 years. I read your first letter and everything turned upside down inside. How I read it, I don't know. And now I sit and write to you and look at the picture of my mother and it’s hard, hard in my soul. It’s so bad, because I didn’t even correspond with her, since 27 or 28 I haven’t even seen her. Her and dad's cards are always in front of my eyes, on the table. Somehow I was born unsuccessful - I don’t know in whom by character. Now he has become gray-haired - and everything is a “loner wolf”; Until now, I can’t get close to anyone of the people. This imprint is in relationships with my relatives, and with my mother, and with you. Believe me, no one is at my house and I don’t call anyone. I am alone all the time, I am silent all the time. There is no one, even no one to pour out what is going on in the soul ... And therefore it must be so hard, painfully hard to endure all the blows in life, of which there are so many.
Poor mother! How I imagine it now. For some reason, I especially remember the period of my life in Narva - more than any other. I remember her clearly in L-…e in 1919 and then in the Crimea, in 27 or 28 - it's so hard to remember. Life will end, of course, sooner or later, and it's not especially hard that she died. It is hard how she died, how she, the poor woman, had to suffer, and, although without a clear consciousness, she survived all the horror that surrounded her. It is hard that I myself was aloof from her in her most difficult moments of her life. But - there remains a heaviness in the soul, there remains a great regret about the stupid, aimless, meaningless life lived, the life lived not for yourself, not for your other loved ones, but only for work. Silly, sorry.
Dear Nina! I received a letter from you in the summer - and almost immediately answered it. But received no answer. Transferred money - returned back. I asked for the address desk - I did not receive a response. So I already decided that for some reason you do not want to keep in touch with me. It was very difficult, because I have no one else relatives. Where Seryozha - I don’t know, I haven’t had a single letter from him since we parted. Where grandfather’s guys, it seems Shura and Tolya, I don’t know since they parted as children. With Aunt Zhenya, somehow at one time, back in 35-36, a rare connection was established, but now it also broke off and I don’t get any answer from them either ... Everyone broke up, everyone was confused. And the fault of everything, of course, is myself, guilty of my unsociableness, my lack of obligation.
How hard it was for me to find out about your fate - I can’t even imagine all this horror. I beg you to write in detail about your life. I have absolutely no idea how you live, what happened to you. You are condemned or, only, exiled. What, specifically, is your fault and how severe is it. I am very, very interested and worried about all this. Why do letters from you take so long: I received your last postcard, dated January 8, only on February 12 - it took more than a month.
Of course, you are wondering what kind of family I have. I, my wife, her two daughters, but I actually consider them my own, and granddaughters - that's all. Lyovushka went missing - obviously he died in L-de, but I don’t know how. I received the last letter from him in January 1942 - a very heavy letter. In particular, he wrote that he would be able to evacuate. Then he received a telegram with a request to transfer money for the road. I transferred the money and received it back in April. Since then, no hearing, no spirit - where, what, how he died - I do not know anything. He wrote to all places where he could be known - but either did not receive an answer, or received 2 official replies that they could not tell anything. This is such a big loss for me and so heavy! His daughter, Tanyusha, remained here in Kazan. Lives here with his mother. Her mother, Lyovushka's wife, works as a director at the Actor's House and as an assistant at the Musical Theater. The woman is good and serious. She is in great need and it is so hard that even her only, dear granddaughter cannot help financially in any way. Tanyusha is very similar to Lyovushka, only her eyes, like her mother's, are brown. The girl is very good, she is already 8 years old, she is studying in the 1st grade, she always visits me every Sunday, and sometimes she runs in. I can’t look at her without tears - before my eyes Lyovushka is so sad, hard, I so want to see him near me ...
You see how bleak, boring, depressing my bitter life has become. You don’t know when there will be a light.
The only thing is that life has now become a little easier due to the abolition of cards. At least you don’t have to “invent” how to get a piece of bread, since you can’t live on cards. It's scary to remember this difficult era. You can think - in 43-44 the card here reached 60-65 rb. .. and by this level you can judge other blessings of life. Now, too, of course, it’s expensive to live, but still you can’t compare it with the horror that it was. I beg you - write to me how you live. Every day I can’t get out of my head how to get at least some money and send it to you. And, believe me, dear Nina, at the first, even a small opportunity, I will do it immediately. It's so hard to write about this to you when you know what a difficult situation you are in. But I felt ashamed that because of these material questions I delayed your answer, you may think that I have a bad attitude towards your misfortune. Believe me, this is not - I myself know how hard it is, I myself experienced it and I understand everything. I beg you very much - I'm sorry that I delayed your letter to you because of these considerations. Believe that I really want to be with you in good, close, comradely relations - I don’t have anyone else in the world. Write when your misfortunes will end, when you will be free, free. Maybe we'll decide to live together - that would be nice. I think there is definitely a job for you here. How do you think about it?
In general, Nina, I beg you to write to me, write in detail about everything. I will not delay the answer even for a minute. Well, I wish you all the best and a speedy release. Sorry for the long and such a chaotic letter. Yes, I am enclosing my mother's card and Alexander Stepanovich's card with the letter. These are my last ones (mother's - there is another one), but there is nothing to reshoot, sorry. I send by registered mail, because I'm afraid that otherwise the letter with the card will not reach. Goodbye, dear Nina. I kiss and hug you tightly, tightly and with all my heart I wish you all the best.
Your Kostya.
Kazan February 15, 1948
I am also enclosing my card, it is true, it is very bad, but there is no other. This was filmed in 1941 at the beginning of the war, when he was taken into the army. I was in it for only 3-4 months, it was necessary for the certificate.

Kazan 5.7.1949
Dear Nina!
I already wrote to you that writing a letter is a big job for me. But that's not the point! But that's not the point. I was in Leningrad, found with great difficulty the traces of Lyovushka. He - died, died stupidly, outrageously stupid. He and a number of his comrades had already got out of Leningrad, got into a freight car and here - sat down near the stove and fell asleep forever. Obviously worried and could not stand the heart. So his body was left at st. Borisova Griva Finl. Zh. d. Now you can’t return it! And since then something has happened to me. I don’t know what, but it’s very hard for me all the time, my soul hurts. I don't know when I'll be back to normal. After all, that's all I had in my life. Yes, there are big financial troubles - I get less money, and more and more work. That's all in the sum and unsettled me, disturbed the balance. In Moscow, I could only be from train to train. I went to the commission - but, as a sin, it was not a reception day, and certificates are given only personally. I received your notes. I also received them from your friends - now they are stored with me. Dear Nina! You should have all the dry fruits the fruits have of course used up. I know, I remember at the first opportunity I will send you more. I'm sorry. How are you doing? I still want to rewrite the application for you, because I think it would be both shorter and more accurate. But I do not know how you will accept this offer and whether it can be sent to you. Please write to me and do not pay attention to my inaccuracy - that's how I am by nature.
Yes, I almost forgot! In Leningrad, I accidentally found my uncle - Anatoly and Alexander Mironov, the sons of my grandfather. I was able to visit them only just before the departure and found only one - Tolya. Shura was in Moscow. We talked and reminisced about childhood. They kept a lot of cards. I took a picture from them where my mother was taken, you, Seryozha and I are everywhere, at the age of 5-6 years old. They say they've been looking for you for a long time and haven't found you. I did not tell them anything about your affairs - I did not know how you would take it. If you have nothing against it, I can write to them, especially since I have already received a letter from them that I am not writing anything to them.
I report their addresses: Leningrad, st. Marata No. 43, apt. 23 Alexander and kV. No. 15 Anatoly. Shura lives well, but I didn’t like Tolya, he’s kind of unsuccessful.
All the best so far - don't get mad at me. Everything will be arranged and formed. Greetings from all of mine.
Kiss hard, write.
Your Kostya.

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She miraculously served a 10-year term in the icy Pechora and sultry Astrakhan camps. The obsession that appeared in her to serve the memory of the only worthy that was in her life, from the moment when she and Green accidentally collided on the street and until his death, helped to endure. From where, perhaps, everything can be seen, someone directed a concentrated ray of sunlight into the terrible black hole of her fall. And this ray warmed her ... and also love. Love for your one and only, Captain Green!

On June 4, 1955, on the camp radio, Nina Green heard a message about the resumption of the Scarlet Sails ballet on the Soviet stage. In the fairy tale story, the magician said to the girl Assol: "One morning, in the sea, a scarlet sail will sparkle under the sun. The shining bulk of the scarlet sails of a white ship will move, cutting through the waves, straight to you."

And a miracle happened, one day after the release, Green's wife was invited to the branch of the Bolshoi Theater for the ballet "Scarlet Sails", in which Lepeshinsky danced. Nina Nikolaevna was already gray-haired, but still a beautiful woman. Suddenly, the whole hall was announced: "Here, among us, Assol herself is present." Spotlight literally flooded the box in which they sat. There was a flurry of applause. Huge bouquets were thrown into the box to Nina Nikolaevna. Assol-fairy tale, Assol-byl was still needed by people ...

Nina Nikolaevna Green - it was to her that the writer dedicated his most romantic work "Scarlet Sails" ... It was she who was for him the prototype of that very Assol, a girl dreaming of happiness, of a prince and a ship with scarlet sails ...

When Nina met Alexander, she was 23, and he was 37. They met by chance on Nevsky and lived a happy life. It is difficult not to envy their feelings, although, by a large philistine account, there was nothing to envy. They lived very hard.

She saw in him a writer and a romantic, because her very soul was pure, strong ... He loved her beauty, naivety and purity of a young soul. Green himself was a very stern person outwardly ... She already had an experience of an unsuccessful family life. Her first husband died in the war. He also had a marriage and a hard life behind him ...

Alexander Grin, then Alexander Grinesky, was born into the family of a Polish exiled nobleman, a participant in the 1863 uprising, Stepan Grinevsky. After the death of his mother, the situation in the family became difficult, the future classic could not get along with his stepmother, new relatives, and ran away from home. He was expelled from the real school. I had to get a job in a city school, but I graduated with great difficulty and at the age of 15 went to Odessa, since from early childhood I dreamed of the seas and distant countries. He was a fisherman, a sailor, a lumberjack, a laborer, worked in the oil fields in Baku, washed gold in the Urals, but most of all he wandered with a knapsack on his shoulders, in which there was often no food, but there were always books.

Six years of wandering in bunkhouses, arrests, random dashing fellow travelers, fever, malaria exhausted Green, and he volunteered for the army. Army life was no better, he joined the Socialist-Revolutionary Party and deserted. With the party nickname "Lanky", Green sincerely gives all his strength to the fight against the social system he hates, although he refuses to participate in the execution of terrorist acts.

In police documents, Greene is characterized as "closed nature, embittered, capable of anything, even risking her life." In January 1904, the Minister of the Interior V.K. Plehve, shortly before the SR assassination attempt on him, received a report from the Minister of War A.N. and then Grinevsky. Then the arrest. After two years in a hard labor prison, an amnesty came in 1905, six months later a new arrest, then exile to Siberia, an escape, illegal work.

Then again a prison, exile, metropolitan bohemia, because of which I had to part with my first wife. Then Green hid in Finland under a false name. In the police orientations, his special sign was indicated: a tattoo of a schooner with two sails on his chest. And this world of sailboats, sea, sun, friendship and fidelity turned out to be closer to Green than the idea of revolution. He began to write romantic stories about travel and mysterious countries. Gorky and then Kuprin helped with the publication.

Green did not accept the October Revolution, he even wrote several critical works. He was dying of hunger and disease, and in the most difficult times wrote "Scarlet Sails". Once again Gorky saved him. Life gradually improved, it was published, there was earnings, but the wild life dragged on.
Green was a gloomy, unsmiling man, but his sunny books remained the brightest romantic page in Russian literature. Well written by Daniil Granin:

“When the days start gathering dust and the colors fade, I take Green. I open it on any page. So in the spring wipe the windows in the house. Everything becomes light, bright, everything mysteriously excites again, as in childhood”

In 1924, saving him from bohemia, Nina Nikolaevna took him to Feodosia. These were the most calm and happy days of the writer, he returned to the sound of the waves, to childhood dreams. In the Crimea, he wrote his novels, hundreds of stories. The Greens moved to Stary Krym from Feodosia on November 23, 1930. They lived in rented apartments.

Once Alexander Stepanovich said: "Ninusha, we should change our apartment. I'm tired of this dark corner, I want space for my eyes ...". In June 1932, Nina Nikolaevna bought a house in Stary Krym, she didn’t even buy it, she exchanged it for a gold watch, once given to her by Alexander Stepanovich. This was the writer's only own dwelling, where he spent the last month of his life. Green was brought here, already seriously ill, in early June 1932. For the first time not in someone else's - in your own house, even a small, adobe, without electricity, with earthen floors. House in the middle of the garden, with a south sunny window...

Green was very happy with the new home: “For a long time I have not felt such a bright world. It is wild here, but in this wildness there is peace. And there are no owners. From the open window, he admired the view of the surrounding mountains.

But this happiness, alas, was short-lived ... It seemed that all the troubles took up arms against them. The situation of the Green family during this period was so catastrophic that it forced them to apply for financial assistance in all instances, as well as to their friends and acquaintances. In September, Green writes a letter to M. Gorky with a request to provide personal assistance in the appointment of a pension and the issuance of a one-time allowance for treatment in the amount of 1000 rubles.

Nina Nikolaevna turned to M. Voloshin for help, but he himself was sick, also starving and, by the way, outlived his friend by only a month. Only a few responded to Green's troubles, among which were the writers I. Novikov and N. Tikhonov, as well as Green's first wife, Vera Pavlovna Kalitskaya.

In the same September days, Nina Nikolaevna writes a letter from the writer G. Shengeli, in which she reports that Green has developed pulmonary tuberculosis in an acute form: “We are in poverty, sick, needy and malnourished”!

Bureaucratic obstacles, combined with the indifference of literary officials, make it difficult to respond to these cries for help in a timely manner. It was only on July 1 that a decision was made to grant A.S. Grin a personal pension in the amount of 150 rubles, which he never managed to receive. On July 8, 1932, he died.

What an amazingly poignant photo! In the 60s, Tanya Rozhdestvenskaya, a schoolgirl from Leningrad, saw this photo and poured her shock into poetry:

He lay on a narrow bed,
Turning to face the window.
Golden swallows sang
Burning spring.

Somewhere the sea caressed the shore.
Spread foam at the feet.
He lay, not wanting to believe
That he could not see the sea.

Sleepy wind lay at the threshold,
The town is engulfed in heat
And prickly "touchy"
At creaky doors grew.

The look is heavy and already unclear ...
He was tired of the cruel torments.
But he got up, painfully beautiful,
The world that dreamed of him.

Where the captains walked the seas,
Where eyes sang with happiness
And from Liss to Zurbagan
The sails were full of wind...

The man died without knowing
What to all the shores of the earth
They walked like a scarlet flock of birds,
They invented ships.

And his words sound like a testament: "I'm lonely. Everyone is alone. I will die. Everyone will die. Same order, but bad quality. I want a mess ... Three things get confused in my head: life, death and love - what to drink for? "I drink to the expectation of death, called life."

Greene's autograph and seal impression

The death of her husband was a terrible catastrophe for Nina Nikolaevna: she even loses her memory for a while. Then everything is like in a terrible movie: a crazy mother, the Germans, the death of a mother, camps ...

After the death of the writer, in 1932, she lives with her sick mother in Stary Krym. Here they were caught by the occupation in 1941. At first they lived by selling old things. When there was nothing to sell, I had to look for a job. And what kind of work could be found for a weak, intelligent woman in the occupied Crimea? Nina Nikolaevna believed that she was still lucky - a position turned up as a proofreader in the printing house of a newspaper opened under the Germans. I would like to know what this "luck" will turn into in the future ...

Whoever met her in camp life, he forever preserved touching memories of Nina Nikolaevna. Even in these inhuman conditions, she was an unshakably romantic soul. In the camp, Green worked in the hospital with Tatyana Tyurina: “Nina Nikolaevna had authority among the staff and prisoners, the most inveterate ones”. Doctor Vsevolod Korol: “... At the university we had the subject of “medical ethics”, but you were the first person I met who applied this ethics in life ... because, forgetting how you looked after this sick thief, I would forget one of the most beautiful pictures of humanity ... "

Even after Green's death, Nina Nikolaevna continued to madly love her husband. In the camp, she carefully kept his photograph, miraculously survived after countless searches...

Then she was transferred to a terrible Astrakhan camp, where they sent the most exhausted - to die or those who were guilty.

And finally - freedom! It would seem that the misfortunes ended, but they had no end. Soon a free life will bring her to a state about which she will say: "Everything in the soul is like a pile of torn bloody rags." Love and hope for the creation of Green's house-museum helped her to survive...

The authorities of Stary Krym stubbornly refused to return Green's house to its rightful mistress. After the arrest of Nina Nikolaevna, he passed to the chairman of the local executive committee and was used as a barn. It took Nina Nikolaevna several years to restore justice and create a small Green Museum in this house.

The old slander, alas, did not let go of Green's wife even after her death. Nina Nikolaevna died in Kyiv on September 27, 1970. In her will, she asked to be buried in the family fence between the graves of her mother and her husband. But the authorities of the Old Crimea did not allow the will of the deceased to be carried out. A place for an uncomfortable deceased was picked up somewhere on the outskirts of the cemetery.

According to a legend that still exists among fans of Green's work, a year later, in October 1971, Yulia Pervova, Alexander Verkhman and four other brave people gathered at the Starokrymsky cemetery. The woman was put, as they say in such cases, "on the lookout."

“At night, thank God, a terrible wind arose, it drowned out the sound of sapper shovels on stones, of which there were a huge number in the ground. The “operation” was, if it is appropriate to put it, successfully. The coffin was carried in shifts. Illuminated by the lights from the highway, it seemed to be floating through the air. It is possible that if a local resident had wandered into the cemetery at that time, the legend of how Nina Nikolaevna herself reburied herself would have gone for a walk ",— writes Yulia Pervova. A year later, the apartment of one of the participants in these events was searched and a diary was found. Everyone was summoned, intimidated, but no one was imprisoned. Either they decided not to advertise the incident, or they could not find the appropriate article in the Criminal Code.

But soon history again grimaced a terrible grimace. In 1998, parts of the famous monument were found at a local metal collection point. Extracting non-ferrous metal, the vandal mutilated the figure of a girl, symbolizing the Runner on the Waves. And they say that this man turned out to be the grandson of the former head of the MGB, through whose hands the case of Nina Green passed at one time ...

So they now rest in the same grave - Assol and her captain Green.

P.S. In 2001, 30 years after his death, N.N. Green has been rehabilitated.

The city, in which Green lived for a little over a year and a half, solemnly and touchingly said goodbye to the writer. Nina Nikolaevna recalled that day with a sense of gratitude and gratitude to the Old Crimeans: “Many strangers came to say goodbye to us, strewn it with flowers. There were also well-wishers who wished to help me with the funeral ... On July 9, at six thirty in the evening, Alexander Stepanovich left his house, which he so desired. Father Mikhail served solemnly and reverently. City singers from the sanatorium joined the small church choir. Sadly, tenderly and beautifully, farewell songs rang in the quiet evening air. Alexander Stepanovich wanted to die with music - a sad song accompanied him. The procession moved slowly, met at the crossroads by crowds of residents who came out to solemn funeral singing. Few people knew in Stary Krym - many saw him off on his last journey.

The modest house in which the writer spent his last days will eventually become a place of pilgrimage for many people, subdued by the work of this amazing dreamer. The poet Osip Mandelstam stayed in this house in 1933 and lived for a month. It was here that he wrote the famous poem “Cold Spring. Hungry Old Crimea. A year later, in 1934, this house was visited by Konstantin Georgievich Paustovsky. A passionate and longtime admirer of Green, he was struck by the modesty and simplicity of the environment in which his idol lived: “In Stary Krym, we were in Green's house. He was white in a dense garden, overgrown with grass with fluffy corollas ... We did not talk, despite a lot of thoughts, and with the greatest excitement examined the harsh shelter of a man who had the gift of powerful and pure imagination.

Largely thanks to the efforts of Paustovsky, the name and work of Green was returned from oblivion. With his faith in the need to perpetuate the memory of Alexander Stepanovich, he filled Nina Nikolaevna, who devoted most of her remaining life to this mission. Two grateful and noble people, Konstantin Paustovsky and Nina Green, restored the works of Alexander Green for his admirers - contemporaries, gave the joy of acquaintance with Green's unique literary world to new generations of readers. Soon they had allies: the famous Soviet writers E. Bagritsky, V. Kataev, Yu. Olesha and L. Seifullina turned to the Soviet Literature publishing house with a request to publish a collection of Green's stories Fantastic Novels. This book was published in 1934, and Nina Nikolaevna decided to build a new house with the received fee.

In the same year, Nina Nikolaevna married the Feodosia phthisiatrician Pyotr Ivanovich Nania, who for many years treated Alexander Stepanovich Green - during his lifetime in Feodosia, and then in Stary Krym. The last consultation of doctors, held at the bedside of Green on June 30, 1932, was held with the participation of Nania. In 1936 a new house was built, which became the dwelling of Nania, Nina Nikolaevna and her mother. This house at number 50 still stands on K. Liebknecht Street - next to the Green Museum. In the old house where A. S. Grin died, Nina Nikolaevna created a memorial room for the writer through the efforts of Nina Nikolaevna. A higher status - museum - house of A. S. Green was supposed to receive in 1942. Two years before the expected opening date of the museum, in 1940, the People's Commissariat of Education decided to perpetuate the memory of the writer. The opening of the museum was planned to coincide with the tenth anniversary of the death of the writer, but the Great Patriotic War violated these plans.

The initial period of the war significantly changed the personal life of Nina Nikolaevna Green: she divorces Nania and is forced to devote a lot of time to her mother, who fell ill with a severe nervous breakdown. And with the arrival of the German occupiers in Stary Krym, fear for her life was added to the care of the mother's health, since the Nazis simply shot the mentally ill.

The times of famine have come again. Extreme need, care for a helpless mother forced Nina Nikolaevna to go to work in a German printing house. In April 1942, she began working there as a proofreader, and a few months later she was forced to become the editor of the newspaper sheet "The Official Bulletin of the Staro-Krymsky District." Many condemned Nina Nikolaevna for collaborating with the occupation regime, not taking into account the difficult situation in which this woman found herself then. She had to feed not only herself, but also support her sick and helpless mother. And the main thing was that, and this was proved by the whole subsequent life of Nina Nikolaevna Green, that she had to survive, wait for better times and complete her most significant work - to create a museum of her husband-writer.

Few people know the fact, and this speaks of the modesty of Nina Nikolaevna, that she saved 13 Old Crimean residents from execution, who were taken hostage for a murdered German officer. In some incomprehensible way, she convinced the occupying authorities of the innocence of the hostages, and they were released, not even knowing for many years who saved them. She was the first to give the partisans information about the situation at the front.

In early 1944, the mother of Nina Nikolaevna, Olga Alekseevna Mironova, dies. She was buried next to Green. Soon after the death of her mother, Nina Nikolaevna left for Odessa. Together with many other civilians, she was forcibly taken from there to Germany. After the end of the war, Nina Nikolaevna returned to the Soviet Union, and in the fall of 1945 she appeared in Stary Krym, where the people closest to her were buried, where her house was. A naive woman, she counted on understanding her actions and actions during the occupation, but two weeks later she was arrested. For cooperation with the Germans, the court sentenced her to ten years in the camps.

In 1947, Grin's brother, Boris Stepanovich Grinevsky, came to Stary Krym to find and save things that belonged to the writer and his family. Some people who kept these things gave them away for free, others had to be bought in the market.

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