Biography
Petru Chiril Lucinschi (Russian: Пётр Кири́ллович Лучи́нский, Pyotr Kirillovich Luchinsky; Moldovan Cyrillic: Петру Кирил Лучински; Ukrainian: Петро́ Кири́лович Лучи́нський, Petro Kyrylovych Luchynsky) was born on January 27, 1940 in Rădulenii Vechi village, Soroca County, Romania (now Floreşti district). He has a PhD in Philosophy (1977).
From 1971, Lucinschi was a member of the Executive Committee (Politburo) of the Central Committee of the Communist Party in Moldavian SSR. He was the only native Moldovan in the leadership of Communist Party of Moldova at that time, when the leadership of Moldavian SSR was almost completely in the hands of people from outside the republic or Transnistrians.
From 1978 to 1989, he was first secretary of Chişinău branch of the Communist Party of Moldova. In 1978, Ivan Bodiul sent him to work for the Communist Party of the Soviet Union in Moscow, where Lucinschi remained until 1986. From 1986 to 1989, Lucinschi was second secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Tajikistan. Upon his return to Moldavian SSR in 1989, he became first secretary of the Communist Party of Moldova.
In early 1991 he was appointed secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, so he again left Moldavian SSR for Moscow.
He was Speaker of the Moldovan Parliament (1993–1997).
Lucinschi was elected Moldova's second president in 1996. He served until 2001 when he called a snap election, and the Parliament voted in favour of Vladimir Voronin.
Lucinschi was married to Antonina (deceased 2006), a retired schoolteacher, and has two sons, Sergiu and Chiril.
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