Zontochny Lane (1949-1972)
1/2Photo:RIA NovostiHouse in Zontochny LanePhoto: pastvu.comThat was the name of the lane before, but it no longer exists. And it was located not far from today's Marxist Street. Here, in a small two-story wooden house, the future Prima Donna spent her childhood. Her relative on her father's side, Valentina Petrovna Valueva, to whom Alla Borisovna is a second cousin, remembers that period. Now she lives in the village of Nedashovo in the Mogilev region, where the Pugachev family originated: “Maria and her husband Pavel (Alla Pugacheva's great-grandmother and great-grandfather. - Ed. "Antenna") had seven children: Ivan, Pavel, Valya, Fedya, Natasha, my mother Anastasia and Alla's grandfather Mikhail. None of them are left. But many were long-livers, living to 90 years and older. They died on the move, they did not lie in illness. Maria's children were born in the village of Uzgorsk, a hundred kilometers from Nedashevo. Then six of them left for Moscow, only my mother stayed in her homeland, she got married here. After the war, my relatives and I got lost. And suddenly we received a letter from Boris, Alla's father: "We are alive and well, we live in Moscow, come visit!" And I went. It was in 1954, I was 19 years old. They lived near the Taganskaya metro station in a wooden two-story house, on the second floor. The apartment was small - two rooms and a kitchen. My parents were in the bedroom, my grandmother was in the kitchen, and Alla slept on the couch in the living room, they put a folding bed next to her for me. Alla was a cheerful, energetic girl, she laughed all the time. Her mother taught her to play the piano. A thick red braid down to her waist, freckles. Zhenya, Alla's brother, was a smart boy, they hired an English teacher to teach him at home. Their parents were warm-hearted people, they accepted them as their own. We were going to go for a walk to Red Square, but I had nothing to wear. There was poverty in the village after the war, there were no clothes. What clothes were there! And Alla's mother Zinaida Arkhipovna opened the closet and laid out the dresses: "Here, Valechka, try on, put on what suits you." She gave me several. Beautiful dresses, crepe de chine, elegant. And how deliciously they fed us! One day Alla's father came home from work: "Well, I got tickets to the circus, let's go! I'll call a taxi now." I was from a village, from the boonies, I had never been to a circus, and it turned out that it was not ours - French! They took me to the cinema, showed me Moscow. We went to the dacha in the Moscow region. We walked in a pine forest. Alla and Zhenya were swinging under the supervision of their grandmother. I found myself in Moscow again in 1979. I wanted to see my niece, but it didn’t work out: “She’s on tour in Germany.” Alla’s father Boris sometimes came to our village, but Alla never did. And then perestroika began. And our connection was broken… It was here that Alla married Mikolas Orbakas. Kristina Orbakaite was born at this address in 1971. The maternity hospital was not far from the house.”
