"Love, Komsomol and Spring"

The sun, sky, joy, hope, love - all this is the Komsomol. He is soon a hundred years old, and I'm seventy-three. We became Komsomols, I mean classmates, at 14-15 years old. "I'm tired of wearing a pioneer tie," they explained to each other, but most likely it was just bravado.

I have a responsible character, and I carried out an order to lead the pioneer sector in the school committee of the Komsomol in good faith. The senior Pioneer leader in the school for some reason was not. And I even prepared and conducted the gathering of the squad. It's no surprise that the next year I was elected secretary of the Komsomol committee of the school.

It was the final grade. He was remembered by the fact that I was elected a delegate to the regional conference, I saw Tomsk for the first time in my life. And so she dreamed about the students. Then everything went as planned or as it turned out: institute, marriage, the birth of a son, work in a pedagogical school.

Divorce and, hello, White Yar, accept me with my son, dear parents. I got a job at the editorial office of the newspaper, and a year and a half or two later I was elected second secretary of the Komsomol district committee. Life zaburlila. Duties were very much. Many active guys and girls were involved in the work. In my office in the district committee, the apple was nowhere to fall. The first summer holiday after the winter is the Youth Day.

We are going to clean up the subbotnik at the stadium. The entrance to both people and cows is free: rubbish, sticks, cow flips - everything must be swept away and taken out. The people came, at least, the Komsomol secretaries for sure. Once I look - from a large organization of the Beloyarskiy lespromkhoz - there is one secretary, well, it happens.

The stadium is clean. Now we need to earn money somewhere for prizes to the winners of the competitions. On the bank of the river Ket lie the firewood, they belong to the trade organization. They must be removed and folded, for this we will be paid. And in the evening we clean firewood. When the work was done, we decided to rest.

From nowhere, bread, eggs, some other simple food and one big bottle of wine - one for all. But where is more important than the accordion, which Victor Turbin gets. Then for a long time songs sailed over the river. We have prepared ourselves and have a wonderful holiday - Youth Day.

Sport, music, dancing ... In the early eighties of the last century, our region was actively built, the economy developed. Our district committee of the Komsomol organized the movement of Komsomol youth brigades. They competed among themselves, the winners were awarded. I remember how in the Aslanovskoye forestry industry in the house of culture a holiday was held-the birthday of the Komsomol-youth brigade.

How proud we were when on the stage weighed young men in strict suits, real heroes. The holiday was over already in the dining room, where they ate, sang and danced. I really got it from the first secretary of the district party committee, they do not have anything to do, they'll manage themselves. But nothing obscene happened, and I was not worried. The Komsomol hosted many important events: meetings, plenums, seminars, conferences ... But we tried to bring elements of festivity into them.

On the one hand, there are more chances that they will come, on the other, we both loved to sing and dance. I remember that the Tomsk poet Stanislav Fedotov was invited to the Komsomol conference. There were several breaks in the meeting, and one of them listened to his poems, to others - they sang and danced and were photographed.

The Komsomol is also a student building squad. They came to us every year. We built housing, production facilities, livestock. We supported them, they helped. It was especially pleasant to work with students from Belarus, we became friends. With great warmth I remember my colleagues Vasily Serko, Victor Turbin, Anatoly Mutorov, Zoya Stopicheva, Boris Likhanov, Lyudmila Smirnov, Viktor Lipatnikov, Ivan Durnev ...

The young people choose what they are interested in. Schoolchildren went to the Komsomol with enthusiasm, this also helped with admission to universities. Workers' youth have other interests: many families, small children, even to the meeting get out difficult.

Contributions can and do not pay, will cost. Moves from the account is not removed, there is no time. So many people argued and did. We will not talk about this, we have a holiday.

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