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Friday, September 29, 2006

Babi Yar 65 years later

As someone who was fully-engrossed in Ukrainian culture from my 2 years living there, I would be remiss if I didn't mention that today is the 65th anniversary of the massacre of Babi Yar.

When I lived there in the mid 90s I spoke with a man who remembered seeing the first German tanks drive into Kiev on September 19th, 1941. What he didn't know then was that a terrible massacre of Jewish Ukrainians would take place 10 days later.

On the 28th, a decree was sent around saying:

"All Jews living in the city of Kiev and its vicinity are to report by 8 o'clock on the morning of Monday, September 29, 1941, to the corner of Melnikovsky and Dokhturov Streets (near the cemetery). They are to take with them documents, money, valuables, as well as warm clothes, underwear, etc. Any Jew not carrying out this instruction and who is found elsewhere will be shot. Any civilian entering flats evacuated by Jews and stealing property will be shot."

Most Jews simply thought they would be loaded onto trains and deported for awhile. What really happened was, they were ordered to undress, beaten, had their property stolen, and were led to the edge of Babi Yar gorge and shot. At least 33,771 were killed 65 years ago today and tomorrow. In only 2 days.

There is much more to know about Babi Yar than I wrote and the links here can fill in the blanks. Prepare to be horrified as you read of the clean up effort (towards the bottom of the page and in more detail elsewhere), and escape of the prisoners who had to do the work to cover up what the Nazis did at Babi Yar. Perhaps the best page of links is here.

Thankfully, this is how I knew Babi Yar. Memorial garden with monuments. The Russian word for monument is pommyatnik. The root word is from the verb: to remember. May we all remember what was done at Babi Yar and never let it happen again whether in Europe, the Middle East, Africa, or Heaven-forbid, here in North America.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Stupid Bees

So, I may go and gas the bees after all. Sure, I've been able to steal a boatload of honey from them this year, but when you get stung in the eye, honey seems like no big deal.

It all happened tonight when I went to steal more honey. Things were going alright, but I was getting buzzed quite a bit. I know better than to open up a hive when it is cold, overcast, approaching bedtime, and at this time of year the bees are extra protective of their honey.

They got me, and I learned a lesson. Doesn't mean I'll change the way I do things. Did I really learn anything?

**UPDATE: When I woke this morning the swelling was even worse and my eye was so totally swollen shut you couldn't even see my eye lashes. It is going down now, but the doctor said that he couldn't do anything about it. Hopefully, it doesn't impact my job interview tomorrow, or my drive down to my 2-week Army training.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Chesno Changes

So, today is a watershed day in the Ashton home. Our son is attending his first day of kindergarten as I type.

My wife took him to school this morning, but tomorrow our neighbor, the bus driver, will pick him up, and her grandson (my son's best friend), and he will begin his daily adventure for real on to school.

Life has changed already because of this. Beginning this week I will be attending a 2-week-long Army leadership school. My wife planned on spending a week of time with her family while I was away. We then realized: Turner has school! Wow, that's new!

There is also something psychological about sending your first born (not including the dog), off to school for the first day. I don't feel melancholy per se, but there is just something different there . . .