About the book: 1988 / “Forty years have passed, but how well I remember my grandfather. What a motley string of diverse existences passed before me over these long years - sometimes proud and arrogant, standing at the very “top of the mountain”, sometimes surrounded by an aura of glory and honors, before which entire crowds bowed down, sometimes full of majestic self-sacrifice, stopping in amazement the whole world - and yet in no way, in no way could they erase from the depths of their souls this such an insignificant, small existence…»