In 1949 Yeltsin prepared to leave town for manhood and a higher education in Sverdlovsk. He had stargazed about shipbuilding—his beau ideal, Peter the Great, worked for some time as a shipwright in Holland in the 1690s—but changed the plan in order to follow his father’s footsteps into the construction industry, only at a higher level of expertise, influence, and remuneration. His mother’s father gave Boris his curmudgeonly lesson in the self-reliance of the uralets, the man of the Urals—the job of putting up a backyard steambath for the family, which uncoupled them from the city’s collective bathhouse and went farther to reproduce village living conditions. Vasilii Starygin was well cut out to teach the lesson, as his ability to live hand to mouth in northern exile had spared him and his wife the sad end of Yeltsin’s paternal grandparents. Boris Yeltsin related without criticism how he did Starygin’s bidding. “You must build it yourself from beginning to end,” the graybeard said to him, “and I will not come near you.” Beyond getting approval from the Berezniki timber trust for his grandson to fell some conifers, Vasilii did not lift a finger. Boris cut the logs, hauled them two miles to their yard, dried them, sawed boards, dug footings, fitted the frame, roofed the structure and caulked it with moss, and added a porch. He was at it the whole summer long. “At the finish, my grandfather said gravely that I had passed the test and had his full permission to enter the construction division” in the polytechnic across the mountains. Yeltsin’s mother did not object. “Oh how I cried,” she told a woman friend forty years later, “but he had to learn.”81

CHAPTER THREE

Only Forward

In September 1949 Boris Yeltsin matriculated at the Urals Polytechnic Institute (UPI) in Sverdlovsk, a sixteen-hour train ride through Molotov (the once and future Perm) and over the ridge of the mountains toward Siberia. He went there because there was no technical college in Molotov province and Moscow and Leningrad, the centers of higher learning in the USSR, were more than he could aspire to.1 Unlike his parents and his maternal grandparents, who went from Berezniki back to Butka, Boris accepted city life. He was to be a Sverdlovsker for thirty-six years, thrice the time he spent in Berezniki, and to go on from there to twenty-two years in Moscow.

Sverdlovsk was founded as Yekaterinburg and is called that once again. The city lies in the eastern foothills of the mid-Urals, on the banks of the Iset River, which the Russians dammed up to form reservoirs and ponds. It was set up in 1723 by the soldier and historian Vasilii Tatishchev, commissioned by Yeltsin’s hero Peter the Great to prospect for ores and to open mines and metalworks, and named Yekaterinburg in honor of Catherine I, Peter’s second wife. Before the 1917 revolution, it was a considerable place for mining (iron, gold, and gemstones), industry (foundries and machinery), transportation (the Trans-Siberian Railroad), education (the Urals Mining College), and administration but was overshadowed by the Urals guberniya seats of Perm, Orenburg, and Ufa. It was also where the last tsar of Russia, Nicholas II, his wife, Alexandra, and their five children were executed in 1918. The new regime made Yekaterinburg capital of the Urals section in 1923, replacing Perm, which it considered a more bourgeois, backward-looking place.2 In 1924 Yekaterinburg was renamed Sverdlovsk, after Yakov Sverdlov, the Bolshevik based there before the revolution who authorized the killing of the Romanovs. A more compact Sverdlovsk oblast was demarcated in January 1934 and took its final contours with the severance of the Perm area in 1938. With the exception of a hump in the southwest, it was to the east of the spine of the Urals.

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