My lovely great-grandmother, Aleksandra Vasilievna, in Moscow, Russia in 1917, at 18 years of age.
Taken at the dawn of the Soviet revolution, at a women’s college.
Later, she became a successful seamstress and – as frequently told by many members of my family – was an exceptionally kind and measured person with zero interest in materialism.
She strongly believed in academic pursuits and my beloved grandmother, my great grandparents’ only child (1925-2018) frequently credited her parents’ support for her later success as a prominent law professor and their loving and exceptionally tender marriage as an example for the kind of husband she wanted.
Vlada Aleksandra
