The wife of the Soviet physicist and Nobel Laureate Andrei Sakharov tells the full, uncensored, harrowing story of their years in the Soviet city of Gorky
“Sometimes we called our friends the Khainovskys, and we phoned various movie houses to get the schedules. Starting in 1984, however, we were forbidden to approach telephone booths. Soon after that, I became an exile, but some Soviet government officials claim that Andrei is a free man who has chosen to live in Gorky of his own free will. If that is so, he should be able to use the telephone.”
Granted, I do not yet know enough about “the Sakharov problem” or the general international circumstance of 1975-1986 to make an informed judgment of the big picture described (or not described) in this book. However, it is certainly a fascinating and valuable account of the cruel physical and psychological methods the KGB used in their efforts to silence, subdue, and enslave dissidents. I was particularly struck by the level of trust and commitment between Sakharov, Bonner, and her children in America. (And her final chapter on “the American and his House.”) If I didn’t have to return it to the library today, I’d go through and highlight every instance in which she said something to the effect of “I kept on living.”