Thursday, May 20, 2021
Boris, when I was a little girl you taught me how to dance Ukrainian dances and were my teacher on Saturdays at Ukrainian school (and sometimes forced all of us kids to sing on stage). You were one who helped me create my future life with your knowledge, artistry, creativity, and kindness. You lived 4 blocks from my home and our families were friends and "neighbors". 45 years later you still smiled at me when you saw me at church and always gave me a hug. I already miss you Pan Mironiuk. Vichna Pamyat.
