Another good Russian village friend died…

Nicolai or Nikolai Ivanovich.

He passed away last week and we just found out about it. I wish that his wife had let me know, I would have gone, the funeral was this last Monday in Moscow…

This wonderful man became a good friend of mine. I was not so much a friend with his wife (she tolerated me 🙂 ) but with Nicolai, he was my buddy. We traveled to town every week during the summer and shopped for food…

I was the one who saw the deterioration of his health and it crushed me. He was a good friend. He taught me to use a scythe, he helped with the fence, he taught me lots of new Russia words, he gave me his childhood fishing poll and he sat with me at our picnic table and we talked about life in general…

I was lucky to have such a good friend as he was… He was my друг (friend)…

I will miss him in my Tiny Russian Village escapades…

This winter we lost Boza, Nicolai and Boris, they say death it comes in threes and these were all three very good friends of mine…

Sad day today…

WtR