With Zarubin biography

Biographies perpetuated the courage of fellow countrymen Transbaikal writer Sergei Mikhailovich Zarubin, early passed away. A heavy ailment was the cause of his death in the year. Since then, his books have never been reprinted.

But compatriots keep the memory of him, about the heroes of his books, our countrymen: Semyon Nomokonov, Sergey Matyzhonka, Maxim Gorbachev. The books of Sergei Mikhailovich are still very popular among Transbaikalians. They are the glorious chronicle of the courage of our fellow countrymen in a dashing year of war with fascism. A lot has been written about the writer S.

Zarubin in the preface to his books, in local newspapers to anniversary dates. I want to tell about Sergey Mikhailovich as a man, a comrade. I think I have the right to do that: I worked with him side by side in the newspaper, for many years I communicated and corresponded, we had a trusting relationship, related to creativity and newspaper work. I remember that the secretary of the party’s district committee presented the team of the editorial office of the Chernivsky Worker newspaper a tall, slender person with a charming smile.

He was simple in communication, frankly straightforward in the assessment of the newspaper creativity of employees. The district newspaper of the Chernivsky miners, where I had the opportunity to work as the head of the industrial department, at that time increased the frequency of up to three numbers per week and went out with a volume of four pages. Naturally, full -time employees were added to the editor, an experienced editor, who had already had sixteen years of editorial activity behind him.

There were many difficulties. Each material had to be edited, reprinted several times. Zarubin himself wrote a lot, showing an example, and found time to comment on the editing of a young employee, to explain why he removed this phrase and remade another. He asked for comradely: “So, perhaps, it would be better? What do you think? The editor never rewritten the material of the employee, tried to preserve his phrases, style, skillfully “combing” the text.

And he did it quickly, playfully. He surprised his colleagues with remarkable performance, his instinct to errors in the strip. And he always rejoiced when he prevented Lyap. In the same years, he managed to work on books. When he moved to the editorial office of the Chita rural newspaper, concurrently made daily reviews of regional newspapers on the radio. And for this late in the evening it was necessary to go to the printing house, to take from the printing machine “Trans -Baikal Worker” and “Komsomolets of Transbaikal”, write a review, carry to the studio so that the morning release reports what the local publications talk about today.

Zarubin worked a lot for a week, as they say, was loaded to the eyeballs. But on weekends, he put off all things aside and went to the river bank or to the forest. Moreover, at any time of the year and in any weather his campaigns were not postponed. He knew mushroom forests and berries behind the chestnut, in the vicinity of Atamanovka and Novopavlovka. We made joint campaigns.

These were interesting and memorable episodes in life. They are captured in amateur photographs that are stored in our family. He was a passionate fisherman. How sincerely rejoiced when, on the summer anniversary, which was celebrated at his house, Nikolai Ivanovich Dmitriev, the former chairman of the regional executive committee who had just returned from Japan, gave him Japanese spinning on our communication with Zarubin did not stop when I had to go to study, and then work in Mogoche.

He always answered my letters. Sergei Mikhailovich told how his first story “In the Sea Plant” was released. In the year, he hit the fleet in the Komsomol set. He just graduated from high school. He grew up in the family of a railway worker at the Trans -Baikal Station of Turgutui. He was a healthy, strong guy, studied well. And the fleet needed just such a strong, competent youth.

Zarubin was a radio operator on a warship. During the Great Patriotic War, he carried the service on the Sea of ​​the Pacific Fleet. He participated in the campaign of warships and landing in Port Arthur, was awarded for a successful operation. The material for writing the first story was the diaries that he led all these years, stuffing his hand and gaining writing experience.

As always, the masters from local literature were skeptical of his work: what could a young radio correspondent write? During the vacation, he goes to Moscow and makes his way to the reception of Leonid Sobolev, who was known to the writer at that time, the author of naval stories, the former sailor, who headed the Union of Writers of Russia. Sobolev warmly met a stately shy guy with a naval refueling, did not bent to read his story and gave “good” to the Moscow publishing house.

So the story of Sergey Zarubin “At the Sea” saw the light, was published in the capital. He got up out of habit at 4 a.m., he wrote, then he went to work in the editor. In the evenings I did not stay at the TV for a long time. But be sure to “ran through” the novelties of literature daily. He had a large library, wrote out all the thick magazines that I often had to use on his advice.

He had an extraordinary, his view of literature.Zarubina surprised the excitement around the story “One Day of Ivan Denisovich” by A. Solzhenitsyn in the X. So it happened. Does any of the current youth remember this work? Now the militants are more abruptly than the Solzhenitsynsky story. He was ingenuous, said that he thought, with humor, and sometimes sarcasm, although some did not like it.

Colleagues in the writer's workshop did not like him for such a manner. He was friends with his heroes until the last days. Sergei Mikhailovich had no arrogance, bragging. He was modest in communicating with readers, never showed his superiority as a writer before his colleagues. This can be judged by his letter in the year when he informed me that he was accepted into the Union of Writers: “The assignment of such a high rank should be justified by business, and I remained the same as I was, and I was even a little warmer when they call the writer.

Now I am a small writing man. I, however, keep my books in my library between Tolstoy and Turgenev. Sergei Mikhailovich worked especially hard in these years. He remade what was written, finished a new book about sniper Nomokonov. Several chapters of the story sent to the journal "Far East" to Khabarovsk. They were soon printed. The following lines from the letter were said about how meticulously he treated his work: “So, Alexei seems to be written.

Do not spoil the impression, do not call the mediocre. There is the first option, raw and now I have done better, threw a lot, corrected, wrote new chapters. ” The book "Sniper Tube", about which he reported, was published in the year in the Chita book publishing house. The last story of S. Zarubin “I love you, Mary! The name of Sergei Mikhailovich was well known to Transbaikalians in newspaper publications.

It was printed in regional newspapers, in magazines. He was attracted by the topic of the feat of fellow countrymen during the war years, and he found interesting people to tell about them, to capture their unfading feat. On the occasion of the flight of S. Zarubin, the Trans -Baikal Worker devoted a whole page of readers' responses to the writer. The newspaper reported: “Hundreds and hundreds of grateful letters are received by the author and heroes of his books.

Writes fighting friends, former front -line soldiers, mothers, children. Nowadays, the books of Sergei Mikhailovich are as popular, as they tell the truth about that distant and difficult time, bring up good feelings for their homeland, to ordinary people who live next to us. Alexey Rusanov.