Now, I don’t meant to write about their morality.. Those.. state admin bureaucratic hypocrats; who still owe me land, yet suing me.. (for supposedly outstanding mortgage payment of mortgage from 1909). All this mess is created by my state who have not appreciated good rural work of decent farm people, the bread winner for the entire nation...
I wish I would have access to those old journals of my grandfather and his father, to be able to tell you to how many people my grandfather was giving job to..

May I to add to this place little story, to my surprise, I learn it VERY recently.. ? It just.. poped up.. in my mind..:

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li'l story of a "Kadrovak" of the past

My father was not from this family. He married my mum who was daughter of Josef we are talking about here.. My father’s family had no rural background what so ever and was not even was from the same locality, nor from nearby. My mum studied in Prague that time. Prague is close by that village, however she could not commute ..for obvious reason, back than.. Hard to imagine THOSE reasons today though: We are talking about time after that wild nationalization.. My mum would be followed from people from her own village to the Prague, for them to find out where she is studying at.. (To my knowledge this happened twice .. with hard.. consequences..). Those peeps who would stalk here (I do know his name.. his family still live in that village.. he is either dead now or.. still live somewhere in Prague. After Velvet revolution that man, he moved out of Svrkyne. I was regularly seeing him in bus.. while taking ride to Prague. He was visiting his son.. to whom he left his house in Svrkyne..); would be naturally NEW communists who have chosen to “cooperate” so well that they would go to my mum school; meet director of the school, telling him that he is letting daughter of kulak (here we go again….) to study there. How inappropriate ! My mum practically; in all her beauty, was.. enemy of the state !.. And that.. he has the only choice .. to let her go..(I believe my mum had to leave college twice.. So she worked in betweens, till NEXT director of her next school.. actually DID not mind at all.. so she was allowed to finish her economy study later at last..
But.. this was not the crux of this story.. :), see how hard it is.. to take you back.. to that time.. rally ? How am I won the case.. while there is constant need to go back into details to that communistic past..

My dad worked in well known company in Prague.. In every company (all of them owed by government - of course), back than, there was unpopular department, called: “Kadrove” < would be hard to translate it.. kadr might be >> “cadre”, but.. it would hardly tell you what that department would be about.. People working there would be heavily examined by communists.. whether they are.. obliged to communist regime.. Somehow.. HR department of the past in communistic, pitiful country of mine.. The main job description of that department would be to keep truck of all employees and mainly whether they are.. registered in communistic party..
(crux of this story..is SLOWLY approaching.. :) ) >> Once.. my father was talking to the lady she was from THAT department.. she would actually approached him and asked:

“Vaclav, I do believe your wife’s maiden name was.. Zabranska, isn’t that right ?” My father, back than was starting to worry what would.. come up next in THIS conversation.. But the “kadr” lady would follow: “.. My parents, both of them .. worked for you wife’s dad.. on the farm.. They always rave about how good meals they had; prepared by your.. mother in law; while working there.., delivered to the field.. everywhere where they worked..”.

THAT was NOT typical conversation you would get with lady from the “kadrove oddeleni”.. :), my father could not believe who did he just..heard..
It is just several month ago.. he told me this story..

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So look at me.. I thought I would just.. add a little story.. and here we go.. Now it seems I should change the tittle of this.. paragrapg.. cause.. originally I wanted to.. “Yada-Yada” about entirely different.. subject..

What now.. ? Shall I continue? Does really someone.. reading this !?!
Hello ?! Someone.. ANYONE ..:)!

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