The flight attendant saved 359 lives. She died saving the lives of strangers from terrorists! Worthy of respect...
), which, by rescuing the passengers of Flight 73 of the company pan am, died at the hands of terrorists who hijacked the plane on September 5, 1986. She became the youngest person to be awarded the Ashoka Chakra Order, the highest Indian award for courage shown in peacetime (awarded posthumously).
| Neerja Bhanot (Lado) | |
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| नीरजा भनोट | |
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| Date of Birth | September 7(1963-09-07 ) |
| Place of Birth | Chandigarh, India |
| Date of death | September 5(1986-09-05 ) (22 years old) |
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| A country | |
| Occupation | stewardess |
| Father | Harish Bhanot |
| Mother | Rama Bhanot |
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Biography
Neerja Bhanot was born on 7 September 1963 in Chandigarh. Her father was Mumbai journalist Harisha, mother Rama Bhanot.
Neerja graduated from Sacred Heart High School. Then she studied in Mumbai. For some time she worked as a model. She was noticed as soon as she was sixteen. She has been a spokesperson for many famous brands.
Family
Nirja Bhanot was survived by two siblings - Akhil ( Akhil) and Anish ( Anesh).
Her father, Harish Bhanot, worked as a journalist for the Hindustan Times for over 30 years; he passed away on 1 January 2008 at the age of 86 in Chandigarh.
Memory
The feat of Nirja Bhanot received international recognition. In India, she was posthumously awarded the Order of the Ashoka Chakra and became the youngest holder of this order - the most prestigious of the state awards of India, awarded for courage and heroism shown in peacetime.
Her devotion to the passengers of the plane, who found themselves in terrible trouble, will forever remain the highest manifestation of the best qualities of the human spirit.
Original text (English)
Her loyalties to the passengers of the aircraft in distress will forever be a lasting tribute to the finest qualities of the human spirit
In 2004 India Post (English) Russian issued a postage stamp in memory of her
She was so young and so beautiful, she was so cheerful and cheerful, and she also loved Rajesh Khannu (knew phrases from all his films). She also loved to fly, loved her job and loved people. .
Every nation has its big and small heroes. The big ones are given annual honors, they are much talked about, admired and extolled. They are known to the whole world, which loves each of them in its own way with boundless, selfless, undivided love. But there are also little heroes, whose deeds often do not receive due publicity and only a few know about their feat. Thousands of such people, in fact, make up our history.
Great movie, very realistic. With Sonam Kapoor starring. her dad, Anil Kapoor, I think to this day I am proud of my daughter's work in this film and for the role of such a heroic girl as Neerja Bhanot . I (to my shame) learned about this story only last year, (when I recorded films for myself to watch, according to the filmography Sonam) although in India Neerja is a national hero, awarded the highest award for courage. And of course I started to read as much as possible about this story. And now I've finally looked at it. Impressions and emotions are simply overwhelming.
Sad movie, but a very wonderful story about a young, courageous, strong-willed girl who accomplished a great deed and feat. Filmed very realistic and believable. Such stories must be filmed, and they must be shown (because there are more and more of them every day, all over the world) about the exploits of people in the workplace, doing their duty, even if it threatens their own lives. A film that is few. A film about a man who is few You must definitely watch this film and see what kind of people are there in this world and so unfairly leave it ahead of time
Filming in a confined space is always harder, but the director managed to correctly convey the emotions and behavior of passengers and terrorists. In general, with a limited number of actions, the atmosphere of fear, horror and panic was felt quite clearly. When I watched the film, I reasoned that everyone has such different destinies but I will always admire such brave, strong, heroic people. Sometimes I think how I would behave in a similar situation and I don’t even know. Of all the people I personally (to one extent or another) know today, including myself, as Neerja , no one could do. And now, remembering my feelings when watching this film (I felt like I myself was among these people-hostages), the whole essence shrinks into such a small coward, and sits somewhere deep inside, staring at the same tense faces of others. And if you still clearly imagine how one of these bearded men brandishes a gun in front of your face, then your legs and arms instantly go numb, and panic begins. Terrorism is disgusting. I don't know any creatures in nature capable of such an act of cruelty, except humans.
A film about perseverance, philanthropy, courage and true heroism! Well directed, great acting. The film the drama was shot at the highest level full of feeling that the acting actors playing the characters are living their roles. A brave and resolute girl beyond her years in her heroism and selflessness everyone should remember such stories! I admire the feat Nirji !
The actors were great. Sonam is amazing in this role She lived it with every part of her soul. Unforgettable and the image created Shabanoy Azmi. She is a mother Nirji . All her tragedy, all her grief is simply indescribable, her eyes still stand before her eyes, and her words sound in her head. It is so realistic to play the grief of a mother who has lost and is forced to bury her child (at whatever age he may be) can only be played either by experiencing such a reality, or by being a genius. And what is shown in this case Shabana, I don't know. I hope the second.
Film enjoyment "Nirja" I didn’t get it for just one simple reason, a too heavy story (still a lump of tears in my throat) about events that took place in reality, and about a heroine who was young, beautiful, kind, caring, and who happened to be a senior flight attendant on an ill-fated plane flight hijacked by terrorists. On September 7, the girl turned 23 years old, and such a tragedy occurred on her birthday. God forbid someone find themselves in such a situation sometime and anywhere. The film is shot very realistic, interesting, dramatic. All the time, together with the passengers of the airliner, I was in terrible tension, excitement and worry for the lives of everyone and everyone, especially when one psychopath terrorist yelled at everyone and brandished weapons in front of people. And it’s no joke, more than three hundred and fifty people on board, and everyone is in terrible danger, and there is no one to support them, except for the young flight attendants who remained on the plane after the crew had escaped from it, it turns out that this is how it should be according to the instructions. Perhaps this is correct, since in this way the plans of the terrorists who hijacked the plane break down. But on the other hand, passengers in such a situation are under a more terrible threat of death due to the alarmism of the psychopath and the cruelty of the terrorists who hijacked the plane.
At the beginning of the film, we get to a holiday with songs and dances, but this is only at the very beginning, and then you will forget about whose film it is, who shot it, you will just watch and experience. Recommended movie to watch even for those who are skeptical of Indian-made films. This film is not typical Indian. The actors did an excellent job and conveyed the drama of events well. The film is watched in one breath and causes a storm of emotions, and after viewing a bitter aftertaste remains.. For me, this is a sign of quality cinema. I love films based on real events. You can learn a lot of interesting things, something that would seem to have long gone down in history and forgotten.
Very often, the work of a flight attendant is too romanticized: distant countries, meeting people, good mood, perfect uniform. But not everyone will think that this profession is also dangerous. And it's not that you have to fly above the clouds. Most often, the danger comes from passengers.
About the heroic flight attendants who managed not to lose their heads in a difficult situation and fulfill their duty to the end, even at the cost of their own lives, - further in the review.
Nirya Bganot
Nirya (Nirja) Bganot is an Indian flight attendant who rescued 360 passengers.
23-year-old Indian flight attendant Nirya (Nirja) Bganot sacrificed her life saving 360 passengers. It happened in the Pakistani city of Karachi. The plane PAN AM 73 was captured by radical Islamists. The stewardess was not taken aback and managed to immediately warn the pilots. They evacuated through an escape hatch so that the plane could not be lifted into the air.
Niria herself remained in the cabin. The terrorists demanded to bring the passports of all passengers in order to execute the Americans. The brave flight attendant hid the documents of people who had US citizenship in the garbage chute and under the seats. Because of this, they survived.
When the Pakistani police began to storm, and the terrorists began to shoot back, Niria managed to evacuate passengers from the plane on her own. She already wanted to get out herself, but at the last moment she saw three more children in the cabin, hiding under the seats. While the stewardess was taking the children out, the Islamists noticed them and started shooting. The girl covered the kids with herself and was mortally wounded. With the last of her strength, she took the children out of the plane, and then died.
Nadezhda Kurchenko
Nadezhda Kurchenko is a Soviet flight attendant who died in a fight with terrorists.
On October 15, 1970, 19-year-old stewardess Nadezhda Kurchenko paid with her life, trying to prevent terrorists from hijacking the plane. The An-24 aircraft carrying Nadezhda was on a Batumi-Sukhumi flight. The entire flight was supposed to take only half an hour. At the 5th minute after takeoff, one of the passengers called the stewardess to him, put an envelope in her hand and demanded to take it to the commander. Either Nadia looked at him with hostility, or the man did not have enough restraint, but after a couple of seconds he rushed after her. The girl realized that something was wrong, and immediately slammed the door of the pilots' cabin, blocking the way.
The terrorist did not expect such a rebuff and tried to push the young conductor away, but she began to desperately resist. At the same time, the commander realized that there was a fight behind the door, and began to sharply turn the plane left, right, up, hoping to knock the criminal down (the passengers were still wearing their seat belts). The terrorist resisted and shot Nadezhda in the thigh, but the fragile girl continued to resist. Then he fired point-blank.
A telegram of condolences addressed to the mother of Nadezhda Kurchenko, Henrietta Ivanovna.
Victoria Zilberstein
Victoria Zilberstein is a flight attendant who rescued passengers during a plane crash.
Victoria Zilberstein, like many girls, dreamed of working as a flight attendant. She was attracted by distant countries, beautiful uniforms. Her wish came true. At the time of the disaster, the girl had been working as a flight attendant for two years. That day, Victoria was on a plane bound for Irkutsk. Before landing, everything happened as usual, the standard phrases sounded: “Dear passengers, please fasten your seat belts and take an upright position.”
When taxiing began (maneuvering an airliner moving along the airfield due to engine thrust), Victoria noticed that the plane did not stop for a long time. Suddenly she felt a push, the lights went out in the cabin and smoke appeared. At that moment, the stewardess flashed only one thought: you need to save passengers. Victoria immediately remembered the words of the instructor: “Girls, in case of an accident, the main thing is to make a hole in the plane.” The stewardess pulled the emergency exit lever and opened the hatch. People climbed out, sliding down the tilted wing, Victoria let them go ahead, choking on the acrid smoke. Then she went out on her own.
The stewardess was in shock. Only later, in the hospital, Victoria was told that she had a concussion, the plane exploded, and only thanks to the flight attendant, most of the passengers managed to escape.
Sheila Frederick
Sheila Frederick, who managed to save a girl from sexual slavery.
That flight began as usual: passengers took their seats, and the flight attendants performed their duties. But one couple caught Sheila's attention again and again. It seemed that the man was flying with his daughter, only he looked very decent, and the girl's clothes looked like rags. And that fearful look, too.
Sheila invited the girl to take her to the toilet. There she left a note asking if the passenger needed help. She answered in the affirmative. When the plane came in for landing, the police were already waiting at the gangway. It turned out that the girl was indeed taken against her will to be sent into sexual slavery.
Mor Levy and Nitzan Rabinovich
Flight attendants can come to the rescue even when they are on the ground and not in the air. Israeli flight attendants Nitzan Rabinovich and Mor Levy saved an 80-year-old man from death. On that day, the girls were at the Beijing airport. They were already heading to their plane, when suddenly Nitzan noticed that she had lost her phone. She asked her friend to go back to the subway station and look for him.
When the flight attendants returned to the station, they saw a woman screaming over an unconscious man. Nitzan and Mor tried to feel for a pulse, but there was none. Immediately, the flight attendants began to give artificial respiration to the lying person, as they were taught in first aid courses. More ordered people to run to the airport and fetch a defibrillator while she called an ambulance. The girls arrived on time. They started the heart of the Chinese, and by the time the doctors arrived, the man even opened his eyes.
The flight attendants took 30 minutes to rescue the Chinese man. They rushed to their flight at a run, managed to do it and, as if nothing had happened, smiled and seated the passengers in their seats. Only after takeoff did the girls allow themselves to cry. By the way, the phone was also found.
It was the first time in the USSR that a capture of such a scale took place. passenger aircraft(hijacking). With him, in essence, began a long-term series of similar tragedies that spattered the skies of the whole world with the blood of innocent people.
And it all started like this.
An-24 took off from the Batumi airfield on October 15, 1970 at 12:30. Course - to Sukhumi. There were 46 passengers and 5 crew members on board the aircraft. Scheduled flight time is 25-30 minutes.
But life broke both the schedule and the schedule.
At the 4th minute of the flight, the plane sharply deviated from the course. The radio operators requested the board - there was no answer. Communication with the control tower was interrupted. The plane was leaving towards close Turkey.
Military and rescue boats went to sea. Their captains were ordered to follow at full speed to the site of a possible disaster.
The board did not respond to any of the requests. A few more minutes - and the An-24 left air space THE USSR. And in the sky over the Turkish coastal airfield of Trabzon, two rockets flashed - red, then green. It was an emergency landing signal. The plane touched the concrete pier air harbor. Telegraph agencies around the world immediately reported that a Soviet passenger plane had been hijacked. The flight attendant was killed, there are wounded. All.
BLACK ENVELOPE
I flew to the place of emergency in a few hours. He flew, not knowing either the circumstances of the drama or the name of the murdered flight attendant. Everything had to be found out on the spot.
Today, 45 years later, I intend to recount - at least briefly - the events of those days and again speak about Nadia Kurchenko, her courage and her heroism. To talk about the stunning reaction of millions of people of the so-called stagnant time to the sacrifice, courage, courage of a person. To tell about this, first of all, to the people of the new generation, the new computer consciousness, to tell how it was, because my generation remembers and knows this story, and most importantly - Nadya Kurchenko - and without reminders. And it would be useful for young people to know why many streets, schools, Mountain peaks and even the plane bear her name.
After takeoff, greetings and instructions to passengers, the flight attendant returned to her working room, a narrow compartment. She opened a bottle of Borjomi and, letting the water shoot up with sparkling tiny cannonballs, filled four plastic cups for the crew. Putting them on a tray, she entered the cabin.
The crew was always glad to have a beautiful, young, extremely benevolent girl in the cockpit. Probably, she felt this attitude towards herself and, of course, she was also happy. Perhaps, in this dying hour, she thought with warmth and gratitude about each of these guys, who easily accepted her into their professional and friendly circle. They treated her like a little sister, with care and trust.
Of course, Nadia was in a wonderful mood - everyone who saw her in the last minutes of her pure, happy life claimed.
Having drunk the crew, she returned to her compartment. At that moment, the bell rang: one of the passengers called the flight attendant. She approached. Passenger said:
Pass it on to the commander urgently, - and handed her some kind of envelope.
"ATTACK! HE'S ARMED!"
Nadia took the envelope. Their eyes must have met. She must have been surprised at the tone in which those words were spoken. But she did not find out anything, but stepped to the luggage compartment door - then there was the door of the pilot's cabin. Probably, Nadia's feelings were written on her face - most likely. And the sensitivity of the wolf, alas, surpasses any other. And, probably, it was precisely thanks to this sensitivity that the terrorist saw hostility in Nadia's eyes, a subconscious suspicion, a shadow of danger. This turned out to be enough for the sick imagination to announce the alarm: failure, verdict, exposure. Self-control failed: he literally catapulted out of his chair and rushed after Nadia.
She barely had time to take a step towards the cockpit when he flung open the door to her compartment, which had just been closed by it.
You can't come here! she screamed.
But he was coming closer, like the shadow of a beast. She realized that the enemy was in front of her. In the next second, he also understood: she would break all plans.
Nadia screamed again:
Return to your seat. You can't come here!
But he took out a weapon - the nerves burned to the ground. Nadia did not know his intentions. But I knew he was absolutely dangerous. Dangerous for the crew, dangerous for the passengers.
She clearly saw the revolver.
Opening the cockpit, she shouted to the crew with all her might:
Attack! He is armed!
And at the same moment, slamming the cabin door, she turned around to face the bandit, enraged by such a course of affairs, and prepared for an attack. He, as well as the crew, heard her words - no doubt.
What was left to do? Nadya made a decision not to let the attacker into the cockpit at any cost. Any!
BATTLE AT THE LAST LINE
He could be a maniac and shoot the crew. He could kill the crew and passengers. He could... She didn't know his actions, his intentions. And he knew: jumping towards her, he tried to knock her down. Leaning her hands against the wall, Nadya resisted and continued to resist.
The first bullet hit her in the thigh. She clung even tighter to the pilot's door. The terrorist tried to squeeze her throat. Nadia - knock out a weapon from his right hand. The stray bullet went through the ceiling. Nadia fought back with her feet, hands, even her head.
The crew assessed the situation instantly. The commander abruptly interrupted the right turn, in which they were at the moment of the attack, and immediately filled up the roaring car to the left, and then to the right. In the next second, the plane went up steeply: the pilots tried to knock down the attacker, believing that his experience in this matter was not great, and Nadia would hold on.
The passengers were still wearing seat belts - after all, the display did not go out, the plane was only gaining altitude.
The young man opened his gray cloak, and the passengers saw grenades - they were tied to their belts. "This is for you!" he shouted. "If anyone else gets up, we'll split the plane!"
In the cabin, seeing a passenger rushing to the cabin and hearing the first shot, several people instantly unfastened their belts and jumped out of their seats. Two of them were closest to the place where the criminal was sitting, and they were the first to feel the trouble. Galina Kiryak and Aslan Kaishanba, however, did not have time to take a step: they were outstripped by the one who was sitting next to the man who had escaped into the cabin. The young bandit - and he was much younger than the first, for they turned out to be father and son - grabbed a sawn-off shotgun and fired along the salon. The bullet whistled over the heads of the shocked passengers.
Don `t move! he yelled. - Do not move!
Pilots with even greater sharpness began to throw the plane from one position to another. The young man fired again. The bullet pierced the fuselage skin and went right through. Depressurization of the aircraft was not yet threatened - the height was insignificant.
The next moment after the second shot, the young man opened his gray cloak and people saw grenades - they were tied to his belt.
This is for you! he shouted. - If anyone else gets up - we will split the plane!
It was obvious that this was not an empty threat - if they failed, they had nothing to lose.
Meanwhile, despite the evolution of the plane, the older one remained on his feet and, with bestial fury, tried to tear Nadia away from the door of the pilot's cabin. He needed a leader. He needed a crew. He needed a plane.
Struck by Nadia's incredible resistance, enraged by his own impotence to cope with the wounded, bloody, fragile girl, he, without aiming, without thinking for a second, fired at point-blank range and, throwing the desperate defender of the crew and passengers into the corner of a narrow passage, burst into the cockpit. Behind him is his geek with a sawn-off shotgun.
To Turkey! To Turkey! Return to the Soviet coast - we will blow up the plane!
42 BULLETS ON THE CREW
Another bullet pierced the back of the commander - Grigory Chakhrakiya. In order to keep at least a little blood in his body, so as not to lose consciousness and not drop the helm from his hands, Grigory pressed himself against the back of the commander's chair with all his might. The next shot - a bullet paralyzes the right hand of the navigator Valery Fadeev and hits the chest. There is a communication microphone in his hand, Fadeev loses consciousness, no one can open his hand with a microphone - each of the crew members is already wounded, Nadia is dead.
There is no way out: the plane must not fall into the sea - there are 46 passengers in the cabin, there are children. The co-pilot sees: the commander still loses consciousness. Shavidze takes control - he drives the car, as in a nightmare: in a cabin filled with the blood of friends, among screaming criminals, under the threat of a sawn-off shotgun and a revolver, under the threat of grenades.
When a Turkish coastal airfield appears in a gray dream of reality, it fires emergency rockets into the sky. And the plane, pierced by forty-two bullets, falls to the hard foreign ground...
LOOKING THROUGH THE YEARS
WHILE HOPE LIVES...
For courage and heroism, Nadezhda Kurchenko was awarded the Order of the Red Banner in combat, a passenger plane, an asteroid, schools, streets, and so on were named after Nadia. But it should be said, apparently, and about something else.
The scale of state and public actions associated with an unprecedented event was enormous. Members of the State Commission, the USSR Foreign Ministry negotiated with the Turkish authorities for several days in a row without a single break.
It was necessary: to allocate an air corridor for the return of the hijacked aircraft; an air corridor for the transfer of injured crew members and those passengers who needed urgent medical care from Trabzon hospitals; of course, those who did not suffer physically, but ended up in a foreign land against their will; an air corridor was required for a special flight from Trabzon to Sukhumi with Nadia's body. Her mother had already flown to Sukhumi from Udmurtia.
There were many concerns. But all these dramatic actions could not alleviate the acute pain of the loss - Nadia remained at the center of any conversations of a huge country, television and radio programs, and newspapers.
Air Marshal, Minister civil aviation USSR Boris Pavlovich Bugaev. I twice - due to circumstances - talked on the phone with the minister, who listened to wishes, advice, requests to meet Nadia's mother in Sukhumi, decide on the place of burial, and other actions. Could there be something similar in our hectic days - the concern of the minister of a superpower about the fate of the murdered flight attendant of a tiny non-commissioned flight?
No. Couldn't. In any case, I don't believe in it.
In Komsomolskaya Pravda, where I then worked (and was the first and only journalist from Moscow at the site of the tragedy), in the first two weeks alone, after even the censored reports, more than 12 thousand letters and telegrams came from shocked readers who mourned Nadya and admired her courage!
There was such a country. And there were such people. Is it possible today?
On the day of Nadia's funeral, over her coffin littered with flowers and over the heads of thousands of people following her coffin through the streets of the city, all the planes leaving for the flight shook their wings, demonstrating respect for their protector, their young colleague, their heroine. In each of these planes, flight attendants tearfully told their passengers:
Look down while the city is visible. These people say goodbye to our friend. With our Nadia.
Do you believe that we are all the same?
Nadia's mother, Henrietta Ivanovna, with whom I stood at Nadia's coffin and who dryly and lifelessly repeated, looking at her daughter's strikingly beautiful face: "Now you are not laughing with me, you are serious with me," handed me Nadia's notes, notebooks, papers. Among them, I found the phrase of a 9th grade student Nadezhda Kurchenko: "I want to be a worthy daughter of the Motherland and I am ready to give my life for this, if necessary."
I absolutely believe in these words that are familiar to hearing, but written by Nadia's hand and heart.
PAY
The bandits punished themselves
The terrorists turned out to be 46-year-old Lithuanian Pranas Brazinskas (pictured right), a former store manager from Vilnius, and his 13-year-old son Algirdas (left). The Turkish authorities refused to extradite the criminals to the USSR and condemned them themselves. The eldest received eight years, the youngest - two. After some time, both were released under an amnesty, and the bandits moved to Venezuela, and from there to the USA: they got off the plane in New York bound for Canada. The Lithuanian diaspora obtained permission to leave them in the country.
The Brazinskas settled in Santa Monica, California. In February 2002, 77-year-old Pranas had an argument with his son, for which he received several fatal blows with a bat. Algirdas was sentenced to 16 years in prison.
1973 The ballad "My Clear Star" flew around the Soviet Union like a dove. No one had any doubts: the song is dedicated to the young stewardess, forever remaining in the sky. Murdered three weeks before the wedding. And performed on behalf of her fiancé. The sad story is still replicated on the Internet to this day. However, this is just a beautiful legend...
Composer Vladimir Semenov: "Many people sang and sing this song. But it seems to me that Sasha Losev was and remains the best performer of it ..." Soloist of the student amateur ensemble, winner of the regional competition, where the main prize is the recording of his own record at the Melodiya company ...
The tragic halo that the song acquired, 22 years later, covered its first performer with a black cloud. Shortly before his departure, Losev admitted that before he sang "My Clear Star" with one subtext, now - in memory of his son who died early. And he summed up the sad result: "Inexplicably, the main song in the program became the main one in life."
The main song "Asterisk" became in the life of the composer Vladimir Semenov. He was already 35 years old. Behind Astrakhan, an automobile and road technical school, a home-made electric guitar and hundreds of kilometers on a battered bus that traveled around with concert teams of the Astrakhan Philharmonic ...
“Of course, I remember the story of the hijacking of the plane, then they wrote a lot about Nadia’s feat,” says Semenov. “But, to be honest, I didn’t think about anything like that when I took out a small collection of poems from the Vologda poetess Olga Fokina from the store shelf. Literally 12-13 pages printed on thin newsprint. ". Something hooked me in these lines."
A song was born, which Semenov showed to his friend, composer Sergei Dyachkov. He brought Semenov to Stas Namin, who led the vocal and instrumental ensemble. They recorded a small disc, which consisted of three compositions - Oscar Feltsman's song "Flowers Have Eyes", Sergei Dyachkov's song "Don't Do It" and Vladimir Semenov's ballad "My Clear Star". It scattered across the country with a circulation of almost 7 million copies!
"After all the hassle - rehearsals, recordings - my wife and I went to rest in Sochi," recalls composer Vladimir Semenov today.
Vologda poetess Olga Fokina wrote these lines a few years before the tragedy aboard the An-24. Lines about my own, very personal. Her famous countryman, writer Fyodor Abramov, said that Olga "is very close to life, she always has no fiction, no letters, no words in her poems - poems are generated by life itself ... they captivate, enchant you with sincerity, purity and immediacy of feelings."
All those things that Nadya Kurchenko remembered and forever remained in the people's memory.