About 45 years ago I have a memory that is indelible about Olga. My husband Bob and I were invited to dinner
at A Russian restaurant with Olga, and her mothet Marie and Nick Gurdin. I believe Lana was there too.
Strangely, I do not recall if Natalie was there. I remember Olga lived up north at the Russian River area.
In a private room in the restaurant a musician played a balalaika and Olga sang in Russian to his music. It was magical, a moment in time I will never forget. Her voice was beautiful, and the scene was something like out of an old movie. Unforgettable! God bless Olga! May she rest in the radiant Love of God. She left me with a moment indelible forever, that I have recalled several times over the years.