It was a bit weird when the plump museum keeper with a shiny bald head started telling us the history of the house, and said that the place is "actually for adults," and then pointed to another area and said, "Here is the famous lawn where Chukovsky used to make bonfire parties with children." Am I just so paranoid that I see hidden pedophiles everywhere?
We didn't have any children around us on that day so I had nothing to worry about. But we did have a lot of very old veterans. I am not going to tell you how we got 60 vets on the lawn (it was not an easy task, as they all were busy, and we had to have really a good reason, so the veteran committee approved our party as acceptable and sent their troops our way) but the number of young guests who also came along was well over 200.
So with a ratio of 4 ravers to 1 veteran, we treated them like royalty: offering shashlyk that we prepared on the spot, special pokhodnaya kasha (to keep the military lyrics), giving away numerous gifts from different companies and showing them our music performances that we'd prepared just for them. We actually didn't spend a penny on anything – after our persuasive calls we were given everything for free.
It was a very pleasant day as two far-apart generations partied together as one, and most of the vets, many of whom are over 85, were lively and full of spark. It was not boring for us either, as all the bushes were full of young people in action, and overall, the crowd mixed it up well.
I was not too much into drinking with my buddies or chasing girls that day. I was more interested living history by seeing and talking to the Russian vets. I had a very interesting conversation with the former colonel of military intelligence who told me how he brought his own war trophy from Germany--a V12 Horch 670 cabrio--and drove it around for next 20 years, and other stories about life in Moscow in the 1950s. Then I had a drink with Nikolai Stepanovich, a former airborne officer, with his thrilling stories about the 10-to-1 ratio of girls to guys in post-war Moscow.
After this day I realized that there are some ways I can do charity. It should be something fun, tangible and pleasant for everybody. And it should be good for my karma, of course.
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