Around this time, a friend suggested Fara study law. The appeal lay in the fact that students were promised a stipend and a weekly ration of bread and herring, allowing her to feed herself. Thus, Fara began studying law, though her true passion was the stage.
Meanwhile, the new government deemed the family's apartment too large and forced them to take in two lodgers from Starodub. One day, the lodgers announced they were expecting a guest. When Fara opened the door, she found her old acquaintance Michael Krasnopolsky standing there. Four years had passed since their first meeting, but to Fara's surprise, Monya (as Michael was commonly called) did not remember her at all.
By then, he was teaching at the Kharkiv Conservatory and performing at the local opera. Fara fell in love with him, doing everything she could to win his affection and convince him that marrying her would bring unparalleled happiness. But her efforts had the opposite effect: Monya left for Starodub to visit his parents. Seeing her sister suffering from unrequited love, Raya sent a telegram to Starodub, falsely claiming Fara was on her deathbed. Monya immediately returned and proposed. Thus, at 18, Fara officially became Madame Krasnopolsky.
Soon after their wedding, Michael dreamed of performing concerts in Europe. By then, both his brothers had lived in America for several years. Many artists believed Europe, particularly Paris, offered more opportunities for talented musicians, while America was for the less educated, not for the intelligentsia. But just as Fara secured a position as a Soviet lawyer, Michael received an invitation from his brothers to come to America. Fara had to choose: follow her husband or lose him forever. She chose her husband.
Michael Krasnopolsky (far right, double bass player)
Decatur Daily Review, March 20, 1959. Accessed via newspapers.com
After finishing gymnasium, Fara couldn't enroll in university due to admission limitations. It was summer, and she decided to try her luck at one of the leading drama schools in Moscow. With no money or place to stay, Fara recalled having to sleep in the entryways of expensive Moscow houses. Only then did she realize that all educational institutions were closed for the summer. Returning home, Fara learned that her mother had contracted typhus. She felt guilty, believing her mother's illness was punishment for her selfishness.
Despite the civil war in Russia, Fara's energy was boundless. She would rise at six in the morning, practice piano by candlelight for two hours, then go to work as a typist. The job entitled her to a free, albeit foul-smelling, lunch at a communal cafeteria. After work, she would study poetry and plays in a drama club, still hoping to become an actress.
And all this against the backdrop of people dying every day. Fara’s mother never knew whether she was alive while she was away from home.