“I’m trying to finish what’s most important” (part 6)

18 February 201819 August 2025 / editors (JC)

Yury Dmitriev, "My Path to Golgotha" (conclusion) I first met students from the Moscow Film School, it seems, at Sandarmokh. They had come for the Day of Remembrance on 5 August. As it happened, one of the buses I’d laid on was empty and they travelled on it to the graveyard and back. They were … Continue reading “I’m trying to finish what’s most important” (part 6)

“Dead or living, they’re the same nation” (part 5)

16 February 201820 August 2025 / editors (JC)

Yury Dmitriev "My Path to Golgotha" "Sandarmokh means something special to me. It’s where I’ve put into practice several other tasks I set myself. "I’d like the people living in Karelia to feel that they are part of a nation, and not just the population. Belonging to a nation means you know your own history, … Continue reading “Dead or living, they’re the same nation” (part 5)

“It was all preparation for what I do now” (part 4)

15 February 201819 August 2025 / editors (JC)

Yury Dmitriev "My Path to Golgotha" Did I ever want to give up? Sometimes, when there was no food at home and work on the execution lists and burial sites took up all my time. By then I was no longer an aide to a people’s deputy. Yury Dmitriev (photo, Sophia Pankevich) I made some … Continue reading “It was all preparation for what I do now” (part 4)

“We must be able to find something” (part 3)

14 February 201819 August 2025 / editors (JC)

Yury Dmitriev "My Path to Golgotha" "In 1997 I met Veniamin Joffe and Irina Flige from Petersburg Memorial at the FSB archives in Karelia. We agreed to look for the site near Medvezhyegorsk where executions took place. "Joffe and Flige were on the track of the missing transport from Solovki special prison. They began their … Continue reading “We must be able to find something” (part 3)

“Let’s cover them up again” (part 1)

12 February 201819 August 2025 / editors (JC)

Yury Dmitriev "My Path to Golgotha" "For me it all began in the late 1980s. I’d heard that people had been 'repressed', but, somehow, we didn’t speak about it in our family. It turned out later that my mother’s father was dekulakised and sent to work on the White Sea Canal. Yury Dmitriev (1980s) "My … Continue reading “Let’s cover them up again” (part 1)