Павилоста: Погранохрана

It was funny when, during the National Awakening at the end of the 1980-ies, we came together for public celebration of national festivities like Midsummer and looked at our surnames – Popkov, Krivcov, Ivanov, Kourchanov, Jakovlev – Russian names, but people all Latvians. The girls would not go with their husbands when they married. The men stayed here.