From Wildomar to Yorba Linda. My parents decided to sell their home in Wildomar and move back to the “city” in 1987. They found a home in Yorba Linda which was in a good location for our family to gather more frequently. They lived in this home from 1987 until 1997 when they decided to sell most of their possessions to return to Russia as missionaries.
Their move was just before the time we were deciding on relocating from California to the state of Washington. This was also during the time of planning for our youngest sister’s wedding in July of 1988. July of 1988 moving vans loaded all our earthly goods and Dear’s mother’s goods to move with us to Washington State. Dear’s father had died in October of 1985 and we eventually had Dear’s mother move in with us and then she relocated with us to Washington state.
Father’s Day 1988. Moisi with all his grandchildren at this time plus our two nieces on Dear’s side of the family. At this time Katie was the youngest granddaughter.
A trip to Descanso Gardens in Spring of 1988.
We were in Southern California over Christmas and for Katie, Nina and Stephen’s birthday, December 27th, 1990. This is in the dining room in Yorba Linda.
We traveled from Washington State to Southern California for a few Christmases until it just wasn’t practical for us to continue. For Katie’s fifth birthday since we were in Southern California we decided a trip to Disneyland was a good idea.
Moisi barbecuing meat for a birthday party in the backyard in Yorba Linda. You can see part of his garden to the left.
In 1994 we spent a good amount of time in Southern California for World Cup. We stayed with my folks in Yorba Linda.
The kids and I made a road trip during Easter break in 1997 to say some goodbyes to Moisi (Dzeda) and Nadia (Babushka) who were getting ready to spend an extended time in Russia.
My Tuesdays with Moisi posts will be fluid as I come up with more photos or memories.
Last week our youngest brother traveled to Southern California to surprise our brother Steve and his wife Kelly at a 60th birthday celebration for them. While he was there our older sisters and he decided to go to Rose Hills to see our parents’ headstones. It took a while for our Pop’s to be done right.
On the bottom of the stones, our Mom’s says “The Lord is My Shepherd…” and our Pop’s says …”I Shall Not Want”
Pop’s wasn’t supposed to be larger but that’s the way it turned out and we are just letting it be.
Always happily side by side.
Our mom was famous for her cooking and she would be pleased at how our Piroshky turned out that we made on Saturday. Here’s a sneak peek of part of the process with Moisi’s great niece and his great granddaughter.
More photos and recipe coming soon.
From Russia to Iran to Los Angeles to Colville.
Next to our grandfather (Dzedushka) to the right in the center of the photo is Michael Ivan Voloshin. He was the son of Moisi’s sister who died after the birth of her 4th child in Iran. The child also died. Our Pop’s sister’s name was Akcenya. Michael’s brother Bill Voloshin is standing in the back row on the far left. Next to him is his brother Alex who our grandparents adopted and raised after Akcenya died. Sometime after this photo was taken in the Los Angeles area Michael Ivan Voloshin was married and had children.
Now fast forward many years from when this photo was taken in 1955 or 1956. Michael’s daughter Akcenya (named after her grandmother, my aunt) married a Russian fella named Steve Filipoff in 1994 in the Los Angeles area. They eventually moved out of California to Oregon. After being in Oregon for a while they decided to re-locate to Colville, Washington. They have lived in Colville now for 7 years. I had no idea that I had a cousin once removed who lived in Colville. Akcenya who goes by the American name Cindy was contacted by her sister Manya letting her know that she thought from my facebook posts that I was living in Colville. Cindy and her husband Steve have a painting business and they were contracted to paint our church addition. Cindy asked our pastor if I attended his church and he told her that Dear and I did. Our pastor informed me that he had met my cousin and I was a bit skeptical. I went to church on the day they were painting and we put two and two together and connected the dots to exactly how we are related.
Akcenya, our pop’s sister is the one in the top row with the dark scarf on her head. Her husband must be the one on her left. (Leonard, if I’m wrong with any of my info please correct me)
While my cousin Jim was visiting the last several days we decided it would be a good time to have Steve and Cindy over since Jim had never met Cindy who is his cousin once removed, too. Jim’s father Alex, our pop Moisi and Cindy’s grandmother Akcenya were brothers and sister.
One of Steve and Cindy’s three sons, Nicholas, was able to have dinner with us, too. Me, Nicholas, Steve, Cindy and Jim.
It’s a small world for sure. We marveled that after all these years we could meet and get to know one another in Colville.
Thanks to my sister, Lana, for recording our Pop’s thoughts on Prayer, Fasting, and Reading the Bible. She posted them again on facebook this last week and I wanted to share them with all of you and to archive them here. I hope they show up for you.
Pop calls John, Jacob and Jack and John. You have to appreciate his familiarity with the Disciple John. Our Pop wasn’t perfect by all means but he knew what was important and his righteousness came from Jesus.
Today is Tuesday but my Tuesdays with Moisi posts will have to be put on the back burner because I do not have the proper time to research and find the photos I need to continue. It will take a while before I can resume.
The photo above was taken in May at the last home our parents owned before they left to Russia as missionaries in 1997. This home was in Yorba Linda, California. The town where President Nixon’s Library is. I’ll make a guess and say Pop was barbecuing for a family get together to celebrate his and our sister Kathy’s birthdays in May.
Springs demands are keeping us busy at our country bungalow. It took me over 4 hours to mow our property on the riding lawn mower yesterday. Dear did the weed whacking for the same amount of time. We purchased a back support for me to wear while I mow since our ground is uneven and there is quite a bit of bouncing about as I move across the acreage. After that kind of work we are a wee bit brain dead and just fit for vegging for a while.
Our Canadian friends enjoyed their Victoria Day weekend and now we have our Memorial Day weekend coming up here in the U.S.A. Do you have any plans?
Came across these verses in my readings this morning and thought they were a good reminder for our times.
So, flee youthful passions and pursue righteousness, faith, love, and peace, along with those who call on the Lord from a pure heart. Have nothing to do with foolish, ignorant controversies; you know they breed quarrels. And the Lord’s servant must not be quarrelsome but kind to everyone, able to teach, patiently enduring evil, correcting his opponents with gentleness. God may perhaps grant them repentance leading to a knowledge of the truth, and they may come to their senses and escape from the snare of the devil, after being captured by him to do his will. (2 Timothy 2: 22-26, ESV)
Our brother Steve recorded Pop sharing about some of his first jobs in Iran and in the USA. This was recorded in 2011.
My mom is cracking me up when she stops the conversation because she smells oil getting hot in Steve and Kelly’s kitchen.
Psalm 103 was our Pop’s favorite Psalm.
In 1983 my parents followed a dream that our Pop had to build his own home in a country setting. On April 9, 1983 after our last Easter in La Mirada, they moved to Wildomar. They had purchased some land in the town of Wildomar. They lived in a travel trailer on the property while they built their new home. Our pop built a sort of lean to off the trailer to serve as an outdoor kitchen of sorts. Any of us who were able to drive out to help in any way we could with the building process. They lived in Wildomar until 1987. Our youngest brother and sister were still living with our folks and they found this move a tough one being 60 miles southeast of their previous home. Both Leonard and Lana ended up living with family closer to their colleges and employment opportunities, especially during the building process.
The house building progress in late August or early September.
We even enjoyed a very rustic Thanksgiving 1983 in the house before it was completed.
These two photos are current photos of the property that my sister and niece took while in the area a few months ago.
Easter in Wildomar in 1984.
The Easter Egg hunt in 1984.
Vera, did you and Nick make this hot tub happen for mom and pop?
Christmas 1985. I was pregnant with Katie at this Christmas and she surprised us all coming early 2 days after Christmas. Two grandchildren were added to Moisi and Nadia while they lived in Wildomar bringing the total to 12 at this time.
There were many fun adventures for cousins on this property. Our boys were 2 and 4 when Moisi built this home and they were 6 and 8 when our folks sold this property and moved to Yorba Linda, Katie was 2. In 1984 we moved from Huntington Beach to Ventura which was 145 miles from Wildomar so trips were few and far between from 1985 until 1987. Katie was born in Ventura and she was not a good car traveler which made the drive to Wildomar more of a challenge. It was easier for us to get to Yorba Linda for visits when our folks moved back to Orange County in 1987.
Moisi and Nadia made friends in a local church during these years.
Many changes in our family dynamics would unfold during the Yorba Linda years from 1987 until 1997 and beyond.
As more photos become available from our folks’ time in Wildomar I will add them to the post.