
My father and I on the flight from JFK to Kiev

The sculpture indicating our entrance to “Cherkassy” – the city of our births

The building I was raised in (Cherkassy, Ukraine)

My father and I at the statue of “Rodina Mat” (Birthland Mother), and memorial to the fallen Soviets of World War II

At the grave of my namesake, Boris Kamenetsky

My father, searching for his father’s grave in the overgrown cemetery