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Hello everyone! My name is Nicholas. First of all, I apologize for my written French. I'm Russian, but it turned out not quite. This summer I experienced a big event. I always knew that my family's roots come from France, but I was never interested in the history of my paternal relatives. Earlier I was in Paris and I had the intention of searching the internet to see if there was any information on this subject. I discovered that my grandmother's sister wrote a whole book researching my great-grandfather. His name was Jean-Jacques Landau. He worked as an engineer in a fairly famous French company called Batignolles. At the end of the 19th century in St. Petersburg it was decided to build the bridge which was called to connect two islands: Petrogradsky and Admiralteysky. In 1892 a competition for the Troitsky (Trinity) Bridge project was announced. It was Eiffel who won this competition. However, a new candidate has emerged. It was the project of the competing Batignolles company. The St. Petersburg architects' office chose the Batignolles project where my great-grandfather worked. This architectural solution was the most efficient and economical. This type of construction was the latest innovation. My great-grandfather was appointed engineer and head of works. He reunited his family and they moved to SP. Afterwards the October revolution happened with all the consequences: arrest, imprisonment of the whole family. At that time my great-grandfather was born to the girl (the sister of my grandmother who wrote the book 鈥渂ridge in the fog鈥� where it is about my family). It was the first confinement, which did not last long. Jean-Jaques and his Breton wife have decided to leave Russia. However, they did not reach their homeland. They died on the way. Soon Gustave Landau (my great-grandfather) was arrested for the second time. This time forever. He was shot and buried somewhere in Smolensk. After learning this story I found the house where my family lived. This house is located in the 17th district of Paris, 14 rue du Debarcadere. I was very exciting. At school I studied French. But that was in the last century and I forgot the knowledge. Now, when I learned all this, I decided to return to education. I always loved France. Its people and its culture. Now I know why. Because I am part of this people. Besides, I also do construction. But not bridges. These are log houses. Now the memory of my great-grandfather gives me strength. Here I would like to find partners or simply friends.