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Family Is All That Matters 122 At 78 years old, Inna is not as strong as she once was and walking is difficult, but that didn't stop her om insisting on feeding both the interviewer and translator. Inna's voice is firm and her memory is good. She was delighted to talk about her life. Inna recalls the good life the Volsun family had when she was growing up. She talks about how successful her father was, owning a string of stores and mills, as well as an inn. Inna's earliest memories are of the privileged lifestyle she had as a little girl in Gorodok. She remembers the large house, the servants, and the carriage with horses. She remembers the tutors and governesses who taught and took care of her, including those who taught all of the children Hebrew. Above le and right: Inna and Gregory Moldavsky in 1949. Previous page: Inna Moldavsky in Moscow, 1948. Marriage, and the stability it represents, is the central theme of Inna's life. The story of her parent's engagement and marriage, as recounted in Part Two, comes mostly om an interview with Inna. She spoke with the admiration and interest that can come only om someone who values the institution of marriage above all else. Inna had a wonderful relationship with all her siblings. She regrets only not being able to get to know her brother Shmuel, who died when Inna was two years old. It was about that time that Shlomo was targeted as an enemy of the Revolution for being an employer. Inna remembers her father fleeing to Moscow, her family being thrown out onto the street, and the very hard times the family endured both in Gorodok and when they first moved to Moscow in 1935, when she was seven. Once there, Inna remembers working hard at school. The children's job was education and they knew it. While children om other families had to do many daily household chores, such as cleaning and cooking, the children in the Volsun family had but one chore: to study. At night, while the children slept, Hava did the cooking on the kerosene stove and Shlomo brought buckets of water om the well so Hava could wash the clothes. The children had chores to do for Shabbat, but otherwise they were spared the hard duties that many of their iends had to endure.