Olga Lekhtonen wrote at
«This is only about God. Because what really matters here is truth, and truth cannot be slain, even by four bullets to the back»
Well, after getting enough sleep I finally feel ready to relate what has happened.
It was all great. About 150 people came to the memorial. They were zealous and ready to work as one big team. There were no excuses offered, there was no hesitation.It was as if they’d always been doing this job. After we had lit the candles , we set the sign with the words ‘Nemtsov Bridge’. The sign is blue, as everything in sight on Moscow’s buildings must be this color.
I’d give anything just for there no longer to be a reason to hang the sign. I’ve still got a book on Yaroslavl sitting on my shelf. On the bridge there’s still in place something we call a mourning calendar, which counts the days since Boris was murdered. I still remember how I felt when I first saw our duty gyus removing the flowers from the memorial. I was totally devastated. What I saw has been eating me ever since. In any case, I’ve overcome my fear and found my courage. I’ve always had to find strength within myself.