My great-aunt Olya and her parents were sent to Dushanbe, Tajikistan, from Leningrad, Russian Federation, during the Stalin repressions of the 1930s. Lives of those like my great-aunt and great-grandparents were not easy. In 1992, after the Soviet Union fell, she and her family had to escape from Tajikistan and moved back to Leningrad. She was a very strong and resilient woman. After each visit to her room that she shared with her daughter in a communal apartment occupied by three families, she would lead us to the door and would say “I'll look after you”. That is how I remember her – standing in a door opening, watching over us. This is the last likeness of her.