Personal grief of everyone

Report from Dr. Lisa's office

The Office of Fair Assistance is located on Pyatnitskaya Street in Moscow. Office - loudly said. The basement, eternal blockages of clothes, diapers, an endless stream of needy, volunteers, sorting things. You dive into an arch from a noisy street dotted with flickering cafes - a house 17/4. On the wall of the arch with a spray can on the stencil: "This inscription is only good."

On the right hand, an iron door leading down, a four -story brick building. Flowers are everywhere, people stick them for the painted yellow gas pipes. Someone tied three black balls. The red lush flower in the pot stands right in front of the door. The building is seen with dry ivy. On the door, the announcement: "Due to the emergency situation, the office is closed for repairs."

At the building opposite (“Beauty Salon”), someone put up a table, a portrait of Elizabeth Glinka, candles.

Journalists beg from workers who make repairs in the fund’s office, permission to remove red roses that are laid out on the stairs. Employees ask them to leave kindly. On the reverse door is a faded cheap maid of Maria in the frame.

People go to the fund in the morning, as soon as everything became known. Svetlana came with her son, in her hands she has a bouquet of red carnations. “We are parents ourselves, we know what it is when the child is bad. She helped such people how many children saved. Today we discussed in the family circle its significance for the country: herself, personally, not in words, but helped in deed, and did not want publicity. ”

Many of those who go with flowers do not want to talk. Briefly, through the teeth: “I am just a sacrifice. No, I personally did not know. ” The volunteers who carried the humanitarian aid to the Donbass came: when they were slowed down on the border, Elizabeth Glinka helped. They discuss whether the fund will close, and how it reacted to the event of shooters.

The blonde, with a lush hairstyle in a long fur coat, squats down. Her candle refuses to burn for a long time. One of the journalists shouts: "Yes, give you a lighter." The woman’s name is Lidia Ivanovna, she says: “Dr. Lisa for me the embodiment of boundless humanity, kindness, justice. This is my personal grief. I could not come here, she was my idol. An example for our time. " She stands for a long time next to a memorial of flowers, she is silent and crying. Baptized.

A woman in a long down jacket rummages foil in her hands from flowers. It seems to Galina Viktorovna, a pensioner. “They once came here with a friend, brought things. She is a very worthy person. It is difficult to imagine whether someone will take her place. A man of a large soul, very bitter. "

A woman in an advertising apron, distributing flyers nearby, approaches me.

“What happened here? How many people? Lord, the kingdom of heaven. " He approaches the portrait, peers, is also baptized.

The elderly Catherine came to the fund with flowers, recalls how she recognized Dr. Lisa:

“On LiveJournal, by the anniversary of the fund, she once wrote: do not bring gifts, bring bedding and some things. I came to meet, it was so interesting how she was. Everyone was seated at the table, and Dr. Lisa came up and put her hand on her shoulder. I was surprised: we are not familiar! Then I realized: for her every arm, everyone is important. ”

Family couple Julia and Igor brought a huge package with canned food, but the repairs fund. The package is still accepted: the distribution of products to those in need is not stopped. Julia and Igor often transferred money, brought clothes here.

“That's what the memory of Elizabeth Petrovna will really respect: if everyone brings here at least a kilogram of products,” says Julia. - Even a flash mob would have such a thing. If not she, then who will help? We must show that its business will not end.

“We all have grief, and the disadvantaged even more grief,” Igor supports her.

At some point, there are more journalists with cameras than citizens with flowers. There was a rumor that at five there would be a “mass approach”-this is how television journalists put it. Exactly at that time many people came, a whole column, fifty people. People who were walking in front carried in their hands the large portraits of Elizabeth Glinka pastel, each of the guys had two cloves. No one really answers how they organized: “I read on Twitter”, “VKontakte wrote off” ...

The crowd has many young guys in tracksuits. One of them says that they are football fans, among the dead were their acquaintance:

- The guy was sent to serve in Syria, crashed.

- Why did you come here with flowers?

- Your sources, their ties. We know that the flowers carry a nurse here. But our guys also died. The man called me, asked to organize everything. We are drowning for CSKA, but united fans came here, and Spartak is. Together in the stands were, they waved scarves, Faram threw. Sorry for the guys, life did not see. They went there peacekeepers.

Life correspondent is suitable, leading a direct broadcast:

- Why are you here?

“Well,” the teenager turns away.

After the fans parted, the employees of the fund suffered a memorial with flowers from the passenger compartment to Earth. They began to fuss: chop the ice, sweep the flooded rose petals.

A woman in a fur coat broke the ice with a shovel, adjusting everyone: "Lisa helped everyone, let's help each other."

With pink roses, the former volunteer of “fair help” Zhenya came to the basement, I knew him at work in the van with Dr. Lisa, when every Wednesday went to Paveletsky station to feed the homeless people:

- Everything she did was dictated by her own understanding and attitude. She always walked around the edge, it was the land where mercy was required. It was not a search for a thrill. Whether this concerned the homeless, hopelessly sick, to whom even sometimes doctors disdain to approach, people from hot spots. She tried to be where someone needed.