What a fascinating book! I have absolutely stayed up too late most nights reading this. It was an incidental discovery on the New Books shelves at Central while I was browsing before JP's cello lesson, and then I happened to see that it was reviewed in LRB.
Parkin tells the story of The Plant Institute - the Soviet seed bank in Leningrad - that was led by an internationally known and respected scientist, Nikolai Vavilov. Vavilov is arrested shortly before the Nazis invade the Soviet Union, but his absence looms large over his many devoted staff. (And it is his international fame that leads to some of this story coming to light in the 1960s...)
In 1997, while I was on a semester study abroad in Moscow, we were taken on a week-long trip to St. Petersburg. We took the overnight train, and because we were all ~20 years old, we stayed up late and many of us drank too much en route. That first day, we were taken on a groggy bus tour of the city. The only stop on the tour that I remember in particular is Piskaryovskoe Memorial Cemetery, site of the mass graves where some 500,000 people who died (of starvation) during the Siege of Leningrad. (Another quarter of a million civilians likewise perished). Even 20-year-olds who study morbid histories cannot quite grasp such things. Over the next several years I visited St. Petersburg many times, and I lived there for 4 months in Jan-April, 2005. I am grateful to have walked the parquet floors of the Hermitage Museum multiple times and seen with my own eyes Rembrandt's "The Return of the Prodigal Son," which was packed up and saved, along with so many other precious works of art by the independent, inventive, and decisive museum staff in the summer of 1941. The city remains one of my favorite places in the world, and it has become a part of me that lives on, twenty years later.
Parkin's work is full of death and despair -- as well as loyalty, commitment, and hope. The remaining Plant Institute staff (some were evacuated, with a relatively small portion of the seed collection before the city was encircled), dedicated themselves to the preservation of the inventory against all costs -- including the starvation of of hundreds of thousands of Leningrad residents -- and many of their own number died of starvation at their posts, next to stocks that could have fed them. This story, when it finally began to be told, was inscribed in the story of the besieged city that centered resistance and dedication to the greater cause of survival of the nation, but Parkin struggles with this throughout the whole book, repeatedly asking if that was, truly, the moral choice? (Institute staff had been told by their superiors in exile to use the collection to feed themselves and the city - to spare nothing, but they refused.)
Interspersed with the story of siege are those of Vavilov himself (he is sentenced to death as a traitor (falsely, it should be said) and eventually dies of starvation in a prison in Saratov in 1943, as well of a Nazi SS officer who was also a botanist who desperately wanted to steal Vavilov's famous seed collection from Leningrad and use it to benefit the Third Reich, but was foiled.
Parkin includes an afterword where he describes his journey in finding this story and attempting to connect to and tell this story with fidelity, and I feel this contributed greatly to the overall impact the book had on me. Well done.