Fyodor got married while looking frail and short. The wedding took place in winter, so he could barely look out of the old sheepskin coat left over from his father. It was then, with the light hand of a cheerful priest, that he received the nickname - Alive. It was after the wedding that he grew up, and at work he stretched out. And this story began on Frolov’s day, when Fyodor Fomich received sixty-two kilograms of buckwheat for his workdays and realized that he would not feed his family for a whole year on this income. So he decided then that he needed to leave the collective farm.