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Artem Borovik

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Date of Birth: 09/13/1960

Age: 39

Citizenship: Russia

Background

Artyom Borovik

The letters that come to us from all over the world, we are often asked - how we have been able to raise such a wonderful son. We do not know the exact answer. We just tried to pass to Artem and our daughter Marina love and respect for the fact that we are appreciated and loved in life: family, friends, work, books, birthplace. For this notation useless. For this we need to behave with children honestly, openly and respectfully.

Artem was born on September 13, 1960. Since then, we have come to believe and will always believe the number "13" the happiest. Just as the number "20", when our daughter Marina was born.

In 1966, the whole family went to New York - I worked there as a correspondent for the press agency "Novosti". One day in the early months of our stay in New York raznoyazyky, Artem asked:

- Dad, how many people in the world?

I called him a number - then, I think it was three and a half billion. The topic raised in the eyes and asked me very seriously:

- Considering me?

He wanted to make sure it is - a full-fledged particle humanity.

Artem surprisingly well remembered and carefully carried through his life a sense of the atmosphere that prevailed in America in the 60s. This atmosphere is determined by the hated, it seems, all while the Vietnam War, the most powerful anti-war movement in the country and the struggle of the black population of America for their civil rights. Six years spent in America brought Artem respect for other peoples, other countries, people of different color, different nationalities. The same respect he expected, and to themselves. And, by the way - for his country.

My wife and I were lucky in life with your friends. Artem with Marisha seen in our house (and in Moscow and New York), legendary people, communicate with them. Roman Karmen, Konstantin Simonov, Yevgeny Yevtushenko, Andrei Voznesensky, Viktor Rozov, Yulian Semyonov, Arkady Sakhnin, Harrison Salisbury, Norman Mailer, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Walter Cronkite, Arthur Miller, Mary Hemingway (widow of "Pope") and many others. And most of them had a direct relationship to the world of literature, journalism, cinema, theater, television.

And Artem to fourteen - fifteen years, it seems to me, it became clear that all the amazing life of these people, their fame, their fame, love for them readers, viewers - tens or hundreds of millions of people - conquered not only the talent, not only so beautiful human qualities as honesty, loyalty in friendship, courage (almost all of them have passed the war), but also a great work ethic ...

After graduating from high school in Moscow Artem entered the MGIMO. He studied well. In the practice of student he was sent to the Soviet Embassy in Peru. There he also established himself with the best hand. Therefore, it is assigned to work, "first-class" - Ministry of Foreign Affairs (MGIMO had a "hierarchy" of distributions in the first place, of course, considered the work of the Foreign Ministry). For Artem even made an exception: he studied at the Faculty of Journalism.

But Artyom did not accept the flattering offer. He came to the dean`s office, thanked and refused: "I always wanted to be a journalist." And he went in litsotrudnikom international department "Soviet Russia." Its chief editor was then Mikhail Fedorovich Nenashev, who did a good newspaper. It was not easy to get into it. The more - the son of a prominent journalist.

The newspapers rightly wary to hire "sons" and "daughters". This is bureaucratic work the young man could wipe the pants for his work the name and position of the father. A parasite in journalism to be difficult. Every visible. And one can only himself to express themselves, to prove - that he is. Sometimes Artem jokingly complained to me:

- Bad luck to me with you, Pops. Whatever I did, it is still all around saying, "Well, of course, the son of Borovik, helps his father!"

My wife and I know how many talented children of famous parents (particularly in writers `and journalists` families) all his life could not cross the boundaries of space on which relies the apple fall far from the tree. And we understand how important it was to go out with his son, "the territory of" father.

Therefore, in the same tone I answered too joke:

- Do not worry, very soon the time will come when I will be talking about: "Look, there goes the father of Borovik!"

He laughed. And I laughed. But pretty soon, to my great delight, I began to realize that the truth, which is available in every joke, in my joke krupnela rapidly. Artem had to do a lot to keep up with him stereotype "son." Where someone needed to take one step, chtobydostich success, he had to do ten. But these ten steps in "Soviet Russia", he did quite quickly.

Though he worked it in the International Department, but the routes of the first mission, in which Artem asked, took place within the country. I went to Vorkuta and brought back a series of essays. They immediately were seen reading public, they caused a lot of appreciation of responses to the "north": for there the serious problems while few people wrote so openly, honestly and with compassion. The next trip was a trip on the roads of Smolensk, in which the tragic summer of 1941, our soldiers retreated. Those roads were in the minds of Artyom is largely associated with the name of the young Konstantin Simonov, who went on them with the troops. I remember that night kak-to Artem suddenly phoned from Vyazma and crackling through the phone excitedly told me that he had found the "old house", in which "one night only" lived a war correspondent, "Red Star" Konstantin Simonov with their frontline friends, and where they were before the fight gave each other a pledge of allegiance. Those verses Artem, of course, knew by heart:

"... That night, ready to die,

Forever we forgotten how to lie,

How to change how to be mean,

As over good shake his.

The bread in half, in half the blood -

So life is revealed to us ... "the night

For Artem visit that house meant to join the front of the oath. He followed her lifetime. For roads of Smolensk followed by a trip to Chernobyl. Then - Nicaragua, where there was a war. And soon, he told me that he decided to go to Afghanistan. I do not mind. We only had agreed with him that the mother before the time to talk about it will not. She just began to recover after disturbances associated with travel Artem Chernobyl and Nicaragua. And then - Afghanistan!

- You`ve ruined my life that was worn, it seems, of all the wars, all the revolution and now want to be on the same roads walked Thread! Take pity on me! Why me again such tests! - She said to me sometimes.

But I understood that if you want to be a real journalist, "hot spots" can not be avoided in our troubled world. However, if I have a different point of view and started to dissuade his son, he still would not listen to me. The only thing I asked him - once again not to take risks and not in the thick of the climb. He laughingly promised, but postupip differently. He achieved an audience with the Chief of General Staff Marshal Akhromeeva and asked for written consent to participate in combat operations. Journalists usually is not allowed.

- A father knows? - Asked Akhromeev.

- Well, of course! - Artem assured.

And Akhromeev signed the paper. About her existence I learned only after the return of that Artem hardest missions. Perhaps this was the only case when Artem deliberately used "to take advantage" his father famous. Using this definition, he went along with the intelligence to "dushmans". I am sitting in ambush. Along with the paratroopers jumped from a helicopter in enemy territory. Seeing the downed soldier boots, paratrooper, without a word gave him his. Sam went to the mountains in running shoes. And, of course, I had seen death in his face. He returned home a blackened and thinner. Two days slept. And on the third he began to write. Usually, before sitting down at his desk, with a half-hour went through the keys on the piano, strumming his chto-to only his slave, I listened to one or two soldiers` songs recorded in Afghanistan, put the "Requiem" by Mozart. Only then I sat down to write, and wrote until dawn. All he saw in Afghanistan - the death of many of his new friends who had met there, randomness, unpredictability and illogicality of death, courage and cowardice, generosity and meanness, faithfulness and betrayal - all this could turn him into a cynic or a mystic . Fortunately, he has neither the one nor the other. But that look - the eyes looking to the inside of his soul - he sometimes discouraging the interlocutor, began to appear more frequently.

By the time the sketches were ready to "Soviet Russia" was replaced by the chief editor. He refused to print materials Artema in the form in which it passed them in the newspaper. He demanded "change of emphasis" toward smoothing the sharp edges. Artem did not agree, and carried essays Korotich, only recently appointed chief in "Spark". Vitaly is not only expressed his willingness to immediately print all but suggested Artem go to work for him in the editorial in the international department.

Essays Artem from Afghanistan caused a storm. They were first told about the naked truth of the senseless war. Thanks ivostorg from readers. And angry irritation - it is clear by whom. It was the first test of civic courage son. He sustained his dignity. One evening he came home earlier than usual (as always - with a carnation for mom) and in a good mood. He came up to me and, as if in passing, he asked:

- Pops, where she is your first book?

- You know - in the "Library" Ogonyok "

- I know. And in what year?

- In 1956. What?

- How old were you then?

- Count.

- See, and me - the same. Even the numbers of issues we agree - 45.

And I put on the table his first book, "Meet me at the three cranes." She, too, has been published, as well as my first book in the "Library" Spark ".

It was a celebration for all of us. In shops and kiosks book snapped up immediately. It was a success, a great success. And literary and civilian. Several writers on his own initiative raised the issue of whether to accept Artem a member of Writers` Unions. Among them was Yury Nagibin. Here is an excerpt from his recommendations to Artem.

"Frankly, I do not often recommend kogo-libo a member of the Union of writers and so naprinimali beyond measure! But kogdavizhu that the young writer is his literary and human dignity beneficial influence on the climate of our Union, I am pleased and I recommend heartily. So and Artem Borovik ... "

And here`s what he wrote about Artem another fine writer George Semenov.

"Artem Borovik has one very rare in our literature mysterious and inexplicable ability: the ability to write the image of a brave and charming man, without changing any taste or tact, without violating the sense of proportion, which is extremely important in this case and that, in fact, distinguishes the true artist from a journalist. that is, he writes real people who look in the eye and that too, as if looking at him, believing that he does not distort, does not fail, but do not embellish, do not make out the person icon, not force blush in front of his friends - look at him as his friend, who trusted to the end and confident in its crystal honesty .... Artem Borovik himself also a hero of his essays. and this is - a rare gift: to be among his heroes hero stress ... it is because we do not have anything like this in ocherkistike today. I believe that Artyom Borovik waiting for a difficult and happy writer`s fate that today`s savings, to elevate his spirit, encourage the young writer on the accomplishment of great things. He has all the necessary information to become a major writer ... "

I can not but result in an assessment of Artem another outstanding writer, loved by millions of readers. He read essays Artem, translated into English and published in the magazine "Life". They have made him such a deep impression that he felt it necessary to write a letter, which passed in the "Ogonyok" magazine. Here it is:

"Among all the things that I had read about the war in Afghanistan, I have not seen anything that could be compared with the eyewitness account of the soldiers` everyday life, a story without any admixture of propaganda. In short, this is not journalism, and literature. Graham Greene" .

But Afghan essays Artem caused not only approval. They called and a wave of attacks on the part of those who, for one reason or another did not want the truth about the Afghan war became known to people. Artem grieved slanderous attack on themselves. But I do not give up and went on his difficult and dangerous road. And with each new trip to Afghanistan (and he was there a few times) - raises the bar for risk and rigor to all the above. Soon there was a new series of his essays - "The Hidden War". And again - success. Again slander and napadki.Oh how difficult it was to him! How much courage was required while still quite young Artem to get not only the fighting and the threat of physical death, but also a threat to civilian deaths. But civil courage sometimes requires much more faith and courage than physical courage. After Artem Afghan soldier was awarded the medal "For Service in Battle". He has every right to wear it forever. But I do not wear, never put on, and very few people talked about it. I asked him one day - why? In response, he said that I was expecting to hear from him. Artyom was convinced that a journalist, even the most courageous, even going to exploit, he knows that to accomplish this feat, unless, of course, will remain alive, he will return to the rear, in his version, which will be easy to describe what he saw. A soldier does not even committed a notable feat, actually makes it constantly, from morning till night and from night until the next morning, and again before the next, and again, and again ... Exhausting, tedious, daily, hourly, every minute and quite inconspicuous feat ... idiotic piece of metal or a stray shot - can kill a soldier at any time, at any moment ... And only if this ever perpetrated grueling, grueling feat interrupted. Already forever ...

That is why the journalist and writer Artem did not consider himself the right to wear a soldier`s medal "For Service in Battle". He gave it to us. And Galya kept and keeps it in his desk.

Artyom was a lot of awards, which he almost did not tell anyone. He won the "Public Recognition" medal of the Union of Journalists` Golden Pen "award Taffy Television Academy. He - the only journalist (not only in Russia but all over the world), who was twice awarded the highest US television award named Edward Morrow ... But I think the most Artem would be worthy, "civil courage". Physical courage has a lot of people. Civil courage - much less. Physical courage - often rush splash. And she met with approval by all. A conscious and responsible civic courage - is a constant stress the mind and soul. This stress is akin to a debilitating, but necessary all-day soldiers` heroism, which said Artem. Artem performed this feat throughout his journalistic life, and especially during the last ten years, when he led them to set up holding "Top Secret". Here he continued the war already, in the so-called "peacetime". He continued to courageously and uncompromisingly. War with villainy, corruption, with lies, theft, with inhumanity. He realized that fighting is dangerous. But he fought evil. And protect the good.

The most "hot spot" is not a war appeared to him in Nicaragua and did not participate in Afghan battles. The most "hot spot" for him was the place of holding the head of "Top Secret".

He was surprisingly strong sense of citizenship, a sense of duty to the people and the country. This feeling and determined his position as the editor, the publisher, the head of the popular television program. On September 1999, he went to his home 45 th Moscow school for a meeting with high school students, and talked very seriously about what it means to be a citizen of their country. He recalled the words of John F. Kennedy "Do not ask me to, what it can do for you. Ask for a country that you can do for her."

In an interview with journalist Artyom asked - if he is not afraid of reprisals from the criminals, whom he had brought to clean water?

He said: "If the journalist was able to write the truth, his life was not in vain."

In another interview he was asked - what publications, which runs Artem, printed materials such risky? Is it not more easy it would be to publish any prosperous glossy magazines? He said: "This is my country and I will not be silent.".

Last interview Artem gave in his life, had an interview on the NTV channel in the night from 6 to 7 March 2000. About an hour from one of the viewers came to the pager strange and terrible question: "If you are so honest, why are you still alive? .."

The answer to this came in exactly 56 hours. At the airport Sheremetyevo fell during takeoff and crashed Yak-40, which was Artem ...

However, another 8 people were killed with him. Including future partner Artem - Zia Bazhaev. The reasons for the disaster are still not fully understood. Artem was a journalist and publisher of the world famous. The news of his death shocked millions of people. He was only 39 years old. Do not believe that time heals. I am writing these lines in two and a half years after the tragedy. But she will not go away, not moved, not weakened. How he has not left anywhere and son. We all talk to him. Perhaps only in that our salvation ... He flashed on the horizon of the life of a bright star. When a star falls, they say, you can make a wish. I do not know if people have time to make a wish. But the warehouse of his character, Artyom would have done everything - and a lifetime trying to do it! - To light people`s desires come true.

Until now we are writing, in which different people, most of us are not quite known, expressed sympathy for our grief, to thank for the fact that we have brought up a son. On the street a stranger sometimes closer, say a word of encouragement or just silently shake his hand, his eyes - tears.

For my wife and me enormously expensive attention.

And we take this opportunity to warmly thank all those who still support us with their sympathy.

Genrikh Borovik