Young George Trofimoff was gradually folding into the American fabric, but Uncle Paul, the Quaker who sponsored his immigration to America did not want him to get the wrong impression. Not everyone in America was as well-off as Uncle Paul. So, he arranged for George to move to the Hartford YMCA, which was right across the street from the State Capitol in Hartford.
It was mid-January, 1948, and George got a job as a medical orderly at the Hartford Hospital, in the evenings, four days a week. He also began English class and a business administration course at Hillyer College. Both the college and the hospital were located on the same bus route from the YMCA.
The work at the hospital was satisfying and required considerable physical effort helping the helpless. The Hartford Hospital was an old edifice spread over several city blocks and connected by covered pedestrian walk ways, which required much walking from ward to ward and to the different stations where the patients had to be taken for treatments. At the operating rooms, George was sometimes able to observe on-going surgery at the student theaters which were located outside of the operating rooms for the medical students. He liked working in the surgery ward and was fascinated by surgical procedures.
During the winter months, George spent the week-ends at Uncle Paul’s Sunset Farm home ice-skating on the pond with members of the family and friends that came by to skate. But as warm weather came later that Spring, George located some tennis courts close to the YMCA and quickly began to pursue his passion, the sport passion he would have and play his whole life — tennis.
I write of George’s life and the jury trial that destroyed his life in my book: “Observer: The Colonel George Trofimoff Story, the tale of America’s highest ranked military officer convicted of spying”.