Hans Harz moved to Geneva from the German-speaking part of Switzerland. Since they communicated with Olga during their student days and got to know each other well, the period of “grinding” their characters did not last long. After the wedding, Greta was born. Beautiful, healthy, smart girl. Her parents were happy to see her. And they decided to have a second child.
To lighten the burden of caring for the baby, Hans suggested that Olga move for a while to her mother, a St. Petersburg German woman in her fifties, who spoke excellent Russian and divided her attention between the family wardrobe and the kitchen, where, not without success, she supervised the ever-changing cooks. Before the start of the World War, Charlotte emigrated with her son or, if you like, repatriated from Russia to Switzerland, bought a house in Zurich and insisted that her son go to study at the local polytechnic institute. Hans remembered his father vaguely — his mother divorced him back in 1905, when he was only seven years old.
Olga immediately agreed to the move: the second pregnancy with a very mobile and requiring constant attention one-year-old child in her arms was difficult for her. She imagined what it would be like with two crumbs, and nodded her head — let’s go.
Charlotte’s daughter-in-law and granddaughter received very cordially. They spoke Russian with Olga, so it cost nothing for Greta to learn Russian. Unfortunately, this could not be done with the second grandson, Rudolf. Largely thanks to the love and patience of grandmother Olga, the children grew up friendly and retained mutual love and harmony until the untimely death of Rudolf, who died of leukemia in 1992. But before that, very significant events took place in the fate of their family.