“We are proud of our father” - a publication dedicated to the 71st anniversary of Victory Day in the Great Patriotic War.
Bitkova Lyudmila Vasilievna, first category mathematics teacher, municipal budget educational institution"Lesnaya average" comprehensive school", the village of Lesnoy Zubova - Polyansky district of the Republic of Mordovia.
Description of material: There are events over which time has no power, which remain forever in people's memory. Such an event was the Great Patriotic War. Every family has its own Heroes. Some went through the entire war, others died in its first days. I bring to your attention a publication dedicated to my father, a veteran of the Great Patriotic War. The publication includes photographs from family archive. The material can be useful to everyone who remembers our history and is proud of their ancestors. Their faith and fortitude will forever remain the highest standard of patriotism, morality, and devotion to duty. We are indebted to them. And we have no right to forget about them.
Target: preserving in every family the memory of the generation of the Great Patriotic War.
Tasks:
- develop feelings of patriotism and understanding of the historical significance of the great Victory Day;
- contribute to instilling respect and a sense of pride for the older generation, who gave us the great Victory.
We are proud of our father.
“Do not put off until tomorrow what you can learn from family history today, especially if this information is kept by elderly people...” (V.S. Martyshin “Your Pedigree”)Very soon the whole country will celebrate the 71st anniversary of Victory Day in the Great Patriotic War. Previously, in our village on Victory Day, veterans with orders and medals gathered near the obelisk, but now they are not there. Everyone died, and we, the residents of the village, gather on May 9 and remember them. The Victory is going further and further into the depths of time, but both the present and future generations need its memory, as shining example selfless service of the people to their Fatherland. To live with honor, we must remember our history, be proud and honor those who fought for us all. This memory is sacred and noble. And now this is becoming more relevant than ever. I would like to remind people of the words of Robert Rozhdestvensky:
“This memory - believe, people, -
The whole earth needs it.
If we forget the war,
War will come again!”
I want to talk about my father, a veteran of the Great Patriotic War.
My father, Maskaev Vasily Grigorievich, was born on August 13, 1925 in the village of Baevo, Tengushevsky district, Mordovian Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic. In the thirties, his father, Grigory Gavrilovich, with a group of men from the village, were sent to develop forests along the Vad River. And in a picturesque place a village was built, which was named after the Yavas River, which flows into the Vad River. Vasily spent his childhood and youth in this village. His mother died early, leaving his father with three children. It was very difficult, and the father brought into the family a woman who had two children of her own. Life has improved. The children called this woman mom until the end of her life, and we called her beloved grandmother. We lived amicably, the children went to school. The older sons were friends with the girls. But the terrible news about the start of the war disrupted all plans. From the Maskaev family, in 1941, Vasily’s father, Grigory Gavrilovich, and two brothers, Ivan and Nikolai, were escorted to the front.
And in December 1942, Vasily was drafted into the army. He was only 17 years old. As a beardless boy, he studied for six months in Chuvashia at the Urnary station in school No. 365 of the rifle regiment. When their studies ended, the soldiers were sent to the front. The documents say so: “serving in the Army since 1943.” When he was leaving for the front, as fate would have it, he met at the station in the city of Syzran with his brother Ivan, whose train was also going to the front. They managed to take photos. This was their last meeting. Ivan went missing during the war.
Then my father finds out that his father died in the war. Brother Nikolai will return home from the war, but will soon die from his wounds.
My father liberated Kharkov in 1943. There were fierce battles. In this battle, the best fascist divisions and a huge amount of new military equipment were destroyed. The Germans suffered a complete collapse here. But many Soviet soldiers also died here. Among them was Vasily Grigorievich Maskaev. He was considered dead. They sent home a notice - a funeral: “Your son of the Guard, private Maskaev Vasily Grigorievich, in the battle for the Socialist Motherland, faithful to the military oath, showing heroism and courage, was killed on September 3, 1943, buried with. Merchik, Kharkov region."
His mother was very worried about him. But they found him later, buried in a crater, wounded and shell-shocked. After treatment in the hospital, in the fall of 1943, he was sent to study at tank school No. 25 in the Urals, in the city of Kurgan. After studying, the formed tank regiment was sent to the 1st Ukrainian Front. Vasily was a tank commander - a guard sergeant.
In Ukraine, Soviet troops defeated millions of fascist armies. The soldiers saw a terrible picture while liberating the farm. On a hot day, when the Germans were driven out of the farm, the order was given to rest. The tankers decided to get drunk. They approached the well and saw corpses there. These were women, old people and children thrown there alive. The soldiers, seeing such brutal antics of the fascists, tried to drive them to the very lair.
Vasily Grigorievich liberated Poland. After Poland, the tank army entered German soil. Kreisburg was liberated. As it became known from archival sources, at the Oder bridgehead in the Girsdorf area, his crew was the first to break into the village and start a street battle. The commander of the guard battalion, Captain Tarshikov, wrote in his description of the award sheet: “This is where Comrade Maskaev’s skill in working with tank weapons, coherence and consistency, with the maneuverability of the driver’s mechanic was reflected. Comrade Maskaev quickly and accurately pinpointed the firing points and then destroyed them. The crew of Comrade Maskaev, taking advantage of the enemy’s panic and confusion, occupied Nieder and the station, and held it until the main forces arrived.” In this battle, my father, along with his crew, destroyed twenty-five German soldiers, one T-IV tank, one armored personnel carrier, one passenger car, two machine gun crews and three faustpatrons. Fierce battles took place here.
The award sheet says “Being wounded, Comrade Maskaev did not leave his car, but continued to destroy the enemy.” He did not reach the Reichstag. On March 14, 1945, while liberating Perislavl, he was wounded by a shell fragment. Doctors had to amputate his leg. A young, handsome, twenty-year-old guy was left without a leg for life.
He returned home from the hospital, to the village of Yavas, only in 1946. For his bravery, perseverance and courage, Senior Sergeant Vasily Grigorievich was awarded the Order of the Red Star, the Order of Glory, III degree, two Orders of the Patriotic War, as well as medals. I would like to note that the Order of Glory could be awarded to fighters for personal feats on the battlefield.
After the war, everyday work began. Got married. Trained to be a veterinarian. He worked on a collective farm. For many years of conscientious work, my father was awarded the Veteran of Labor medal, and he was officially considered a war invalid.
Built a house. He raised four children and educated them. My father has been dead for a long time - the war took too much of his health. We, his children and grandchildren, are proud of our father and grandfather, and are endlessly grateful to him for the Victory.
In every family it is necessary to preserve the memory of the heroism of the veterans who defended our Motherland from fascism - this is our sacred duty to them.
We remember, honor, and are proud of you!
We believe that after many years
Victory - won in May
No one will ever forget!
And our family, in memory of the heroic feat of millions of people, of the Victory over fascism, will always take part in the procession " Immortal Regiment" Our life position– fascism is not destined to repeat itself! Russia will never be a servant of foreign invaders! An example of this is the immortal feat of the heroes of the Great Patriotic War! We remember!!! We are proud!!! Let us bow to all those who fought and died on the fronts of the Great Patriotic War.
TBILISI. May 5 - Sputnik. It was hard for a soldier at the front, but it was doubly hard for women. In the name of their children, husbands, and families, participants in the Great Patriotic War often hid that they had gone through the crucible of war.
Military field wife - such a harsh label was hung on everyone indiscriminately, which even Victory could not wash away. Only years later, women veterans tell how they brought the jubilant May closer. Among them is Corporal Nafisya Agisheva, who, by the will of fate, ended up in Karaganda after the front, reports IA Novosti Kazakhstan.
After graduating from seven classes rural school, Nafisya dreamed of becoming a teacher, getting married and living a quiet life family life. A summons from the district military registration and enlistment office and stern words: “You may go to the front and not return!” will remain in your memory for the rest of your life. Having exchanged her village bast shoes for Hurricanes, the very young and dreamy Nina went to the front...
Today, a cheerful and good-natured grandmother Nafisya Agisheva (Sevkaeva) lives in a warm and cozy apartment in Karaganda. Now she is 94 years old, although she talks about the war calmly, her excitement is palpable.
“I was born in 1922 in Mordovia. I had no intention of leaving anywhere. I lived with my mother, sister and brother,” says the veteran. “I dreamed of becoming a teacher, and it never occurred to me that I might end up at the front. I had no idea what war was like.” , what hardships and difficulties are to be experienced.”
War came into the life of a twenty-year-old girl in 1942. At that time, Nina (as she was called then) worked in her native village of Penzyatka, Lyambersky district of Mordovia. Men were sent to the front, women worked from dawn to dusk, building the road to Kuibyshev and airports. “We were building a road to Moscow through Saransk and Kuibyshev. There were a lot of people building it, everyone came from different directions. The work was hard,” recalls grandmother Nafisya.
One day a summons from the district military registration and enlistment office was brought to Nina’s house. She was called upon to repay her debt to her homeland at the front, and not in the rear. “I came to the district military registration and enlistment office. I couldn’t believe my eyes that I had to go to war. I was literate, I had seven years of education. I wanted to become a teacher, but then they ordered me to fight,” grandmother Nina plunged into memories.
The fearsome words of the military commissar were engraved in her memory for the rest of her life: “You can go to the front, and one of you will not return from there!” And only years later she fully understood their meaning... After all, she is one of the few who returned alive to their native land.
Together with Nina, two more girls from their native Penzyatka then went to the front. Looking ahead to his story, Nafisya-apa says that all three girlfriends returned alive. The first military training took place in Samara. She exchanged her chintz dress for a men's tunic, and her bast sandals for huge boots. The front echelon went to hell - to Kamyshin.
Upon arrival in Kamyshin, the girls were distributed to various military units. Nina ended up in the air surveillance service. They were trained daily to shoot, communicate, and identify all types of aircraft - both friendly and enemy. First they studied the silhouettes of airplanes in albums, then in the air; during the day - with binoculars, at night - by the noise of engines. The girls were not supposed to let a single enemy plane pass, the information of which was to be immediately transmitted to the main air defense department.
“They dressed us like boys and gave us huge men’s boots - “Hurricanes,” they were called in honor of the English fighter. They were very heavy, but there was nowhere to go. And they cut off my braids, they were so long and beautiful. It was a great pity for my hair. I was proud of them!” the interlocutor sighs.
After Kamyshin, air defense troops were transported along the Volga River to the very center of the war - to Stalingrad. The warrior girl had never seen a more terrible sight. Burnt houses, heaps of ash and the overwhelming smell of decay... There Nina Sevkaeva was transferred to an artillery battalion, and she was assigned to observers. In the terrible year of 1943, Nafisa received bitter news from her native Penzyatka - her mother died. The pain of loss and grief does not leave us to this day; Nina’s mother never found out that her daughter returned from the war alive, and her son went missing on the battlefields. Nafisya-apa still does not know about the fate of his older brother.
“There was a 37-mm anti-aircraft gun on the fifth floor of a house in Kaunas. We fired at the planes with direct fire,” says the front-line soldier.
One day, while standing at an observation and identification post, Nina heard the noise of a motor. An airplane was flying somewhere nearby. Only Nina was able to identify that the original plane was Soviet. Anti-aircraft crews had already opened fire on the LAGG-3 bomber, but she managed to report to the platoon commander of the artillery regiment, Krikun, and he gave up. For her perseverance and exemplary service, Corporal Nafisya Sevkaeva was awarded the medal “Excellence in Air Defense.”
Nafisya heard the long-awaited news of victory from Major Krikun. At this time, she was standing on duty, watching the sky, when a cry was heard from below: “Doll, get down! The war is over! Victory!”
Having devoted three years to serving the Motherland, Nina returned to her native village. She lived with her sister for some time, and then decided to find her father, who left them in childhood. She heard from her mother that her father got married and was among the migrants who were sent to Karaganda. Having saved up some money, she left for distant Kazakhstan.
“I found my father in Karaganda. I started working and kept thinking that I would return to Mordovia. I didn’t like it here. But my father once met some Tatars at the market and said that I was getting married,” Nafisya-apa recalls her distant youth. “The guy was also a front-line soldier, he was captured and returned home wounded.”
In 1948, Nina married Shakir Agishev. In 1949 he began working at a state bank as a cashier. Nafisya Agisheva worked in the banking sector for 30 years and retired from there. Nafisya-apa is reluctant to talk about her awards from the front.
“In the post-war period, it was a shame to say that we fought. We were not considered girls then and might not have been married. When men came out on the train platforms, they were greeted as heroes, but for us... it was bad. Those were harsh times. Therefore, I gave them all my awards and I gave it away. I was ashamed,” she notes bitterly. “I didn’t tell anyone about the fact that I fought for a long time. Only on Victory Day did they congratulate me, and then only those who knew about it.”
Having told about her military path, veteran of the Great Patriotic War Nafisya Agisheva wished all Kazakhstanis not to know what war is and for long years life and health.
In the chronicles of the Great Patriotic War there are many women's names awarded for services to the Motherland. Snipers, scouts, pilots, nurses, observers and many others. They leave, they leave quietly, unnoticed... they leave forever. Therefore, we, who were born after the war, must say words of gratitude to them, pay attention, and express our admiration for their courage and exploits.
On other pages of the military ID and their fragments:
“The draft commission at the Proletarsky District Military Commissariat of Moscow” recognized him as “fit for military service”, “called up for active duty” military service and was sent to the unit on July 22, 1941";
"1134 page regiment", "scout";
“On May 20, 1955, on the basis of a period from extended service, he was discharged (demobilized) to the reserve and sent to the Proletarsky RVK of Moscow.” 
Copies of three certificates, one of which was received in Soviet period, and two others at the present time, indicating that Gitsevich Lev Aleksandrovich “is a disabled person of the second group and has the right to benefits and benefits established by current legislation Russian Federation for disabled people of the Patriotic War": 
By the way, WWII veteran Gitsevich personally restored several surviving ancient tombstones near the Church of All Saints on Sokol. Moreover, most Orthodox Crosses and symbolic tombstones are for the heroes and victims of the First World War and Civil War, including the “Cossacks” slab, were also erected with the personal participation of Lev Gitsevich: 
Defend Russia
This photo often appears online with the caption “Heroes of our time!”
We decided to find out who these heroes are. To be honest, there is very little information. But we managed to dig up something...
In the photo are the spouses Alexey and Lyudmila Stefanov.
Alexey Anatolyevich from a dynasty of hereditary military men. For more than one generation, his ancestors served the interests of Russia with honor and dignity. His father was a test pilot, his grandfather a military doctor.
This is the main thing in the life of Alexei Anatolyevich, who has done a lot for his country.
He is a participant in the Great Patriotic War, Doctor of Economics, professor and academician - he has been engaged in science all his life, creating management systems for enterprises of the military-industrial complex, oil and gas industries. He owns more than 200 scientific works. Over the past 20 years, Alexey Anatolyevich has been actively involved in the life of the veterans’ movement.
Alexey Stefanov began the Great Patriotic War as a marine. After the Odessa Infantry School, as part of the 1st Separate Regiment of the Primorsky Army, the native Muscovite defended Odessa and took part in the defense of Sevastopol, went into attacks near Rostov and Stalingrad, and was wounded twice. In 1943 he graduated from the Military Aviation School of Reconnaissance in Bashkiria, and as an air reconnaissance officer he continued to fight on the Karelian Front, then as part of the 16th Air Army he participated in the Vistula-Oder operation and the capture of Berlin, and was shell-shocked.
Front-line soldier A.A. Stefanov had the opportunity to become a participant in two legendary parades on Red Square - 1941 and 1945! Word to the hero:
“On November 2, 1941, together with two Red Navy men, I escorted a secret cargo from Sevastopol to Moscow,” the veteran recalls. - Having delivered him to the airport in Izmailovo on November 6, he received an order to go to the Khamovnichesky barracks, where on the same day he learned that tomorrow we were participating in the Parade on Red Square. At first I simply didn’t believe it, but when they explained the order of movement and how everything would go, there was no longer any doubt. We entered Red Square through the left passage, where the chapel in honor of Iverskaya is now located Mother of God. The parade was commanded by General P.A. Artemyev, hosted by Marshal S.M. Budyonny, at the mausoleum - I.V. Stalin. The day was cold, with strong wind, and the feelings were mixed. I wanted to pass with dignity, without breaking the formation, because we walked with virtually no preparation. I remember that the cadets of the Moscow Artillery School, who opened the parade, and Dzerzhinsky’s division did very well. Almost 30 thousand soldiers and officers took part in this legendary parade, who almost immediately went to the front. We returned to the barracks, where we were fed with stew and given 100 grams of combat food. I returned to my unit on November 16, again accompanying a secret cargo for the Primorsky Army - as I later learned, these were shells for rocket launchers.
But we were already thoroughly prepared for the 1945 Victory Parade. I learned that I was included in the holiday squad in the Arctic, where I returned to my unit after the war. We traveled to Moscow by sanitary train through Vologda. The place of deployment was Likhobory. We were getting ready for the parade at the Sanprosvet stadium. They took everyone’s measurements in advance and sewed a beautiful one. new uniform. The feeling of the unusualness of the upcoming event came at the dress rehearsal at the Central Airfield, when I first saw Marshal G.K. Zhukova. We were simply happy to realize that we were going to take part in the parade. At that time, 48 thousand front-line soldiers marched across Red Square. Almost all of them are order bearers who have just returned from the front. It was truly a triumphant day! It seemed to me that “Hurray!” I screamed the loudest. I was also very afraid of losing alignment, since I was walking on the left flank of the line. Only when I saw the Kremlin’s Spasskaya Tower nearby did I realize that everything was behind me. But even after years it is impossible to forget this day! It’s impossible to forget the joy, happiness, and jubilation that filled us!”
Alexey Anatolyevich is a holder of four Orders of the Red Star and four Orders of the Patriotic War. In addition, he was awarded medals: “For Military Merit,” “For the Defense of Odessa,” and “For the Defense of Stalingrad.”
May 2016
Happy Victory Day to everyone!
We ask for your prayers for all Victory for the sake of our leaders and warriors who labored, who laid down their lives on the battlefield, who died from wounds and hunger, who were innocently tortured and killed in captivity and bitter labor.
At the beginning of May, active Orthodox residents of Snezhina - our volunteers - congratulated veterans and children of war on the 71st anniversary of the Great Victory and the Day of Remembrance of St. George the Victorious. “Children of war” are those who were children in those terrible years and whose fathers, perhaps even mothers, did not return from the battlefields.
I'm glad that this year we were able to visit even more of these wonderful people. Some had been going for the second or third year, while for others it was their first such experience.
It was very interesting to talk with children of war and veterans, listen to their stories about how they lived during the war, what they ate, what they drank, you can see how these people worried about that time. The children of the war spoke with tears in their eyes about that time... Our mission was to convey to them that no one would forget them, we will preserve the memory forever!
The Great Patriotic War is one of the most terrible trials that befell the Russian people. Its severity and bloodshed left a huge imprint on people's minds and had dire consequences for the lives of an entire generation. “Children” and “war” are two incompatible concepts. War breaks and cripples the destinies of children. But the children lived and worked next to the adults, trying to bring victory closer with their hard work... The war claimed millions of lives, destroyed millions of talents, destroyed millions human destinies. Nowadays, many people, in particular young people, know little about the history of their country, but witnesses to the events of the Great Patriotic War are becoming fewer and fewer every year, and if their memories are not recorded now, they will simply disappear along with the people, without leaving a well-deserved mark in history... Without knowing the past, it is impossible to comprehend and understand the present.
Here are some stories recorded by our volunteers.
Piskareva Lyubov Sergeevna
Piskareva Lyubov Sergeevna told us that her grandfather, Sergei Pavlovich Baluev, was called to the front on February 28, 1941 from the village of Byngi, Nevyansky district, Sverdlovsk region. He was a private, fought near the Smolensk region. When her mother was 5 months old, he shouted to her grandmother: “Lisa, take care of Lyubka (mother), take care of Lyubka!” “He held my mother in one hand, and in the other hand he wiped away the tears that flowed from him without stopping. Grandma said that he felt that they were not destined to see each other again.” Sergei Pavlovich died in September 1943 in the village of Strigino, Smolensk region, and was buried in a mass grave.
Ivanova Lidiya Alexandrovna told about her father and mother. In May 1941, my father was drafted into the ranks Soviet army and he served in Murmansk. But on June 22, 1941, the Great Patriotic War began. Germany violated the terms of the non-aggression pact and treacherously attacked our Motherland. My father, along with other soldiers of this military unit, was alerted and sent to the front. Alexander Stepanovich fought on the Karelian Front. On July 6, 1941, he already took part in the first battle.
Ivanova Lidiya Alexandrovna
The letters show how hard it was for our soldiers during the war. My father's military unit was in difficult climatic conditions. There were hills all around, we lived in trenches all the time, and didn’t take off our clothes for several months. Due to lack of food, I lost several teeth, because... suffered from scurvy. The letter contains the following words: “I am writing a letter, and bullets are whistling overhead, and I chose a moment to announce myself.”
For a long time, Lidia Alexandrovna did not know where her father was fighting, whether he was alive, and he also knew nothing about his family. From the newspapers, Alexander Stepanovich learned that the Smolensk region, where his family lived, was occupied by the Germans, so the letters did not arrive. Contact with his family was restored only in 1943.
In February 1945, my father wrote that he was in Poland, that he had to go through many difficulties, and really hoped that they would soon cross the border with Germany. But apparently it was not destined to happen. On March 23, 1945, Guard Senior Sergeant Alexander Stepanovich Nikolaev died faithful to his oath, showing heroism and courage. Later, Lidiya Aleksandrovna and her mother learned that in his last battle, under fire, he restored 15 meters of the telephone line, while shooting 5 Germans. He didn't live to see Great victory only 1.5 months.
Alexander Stepanovich was awarded the medal "For Courage". Mother was a home front worker all this time.
Dubovkina Valentina Vasilievna
Memorized for the rest of my life Dubovkina Valentina Vasilievna(although she was only 3 years old at the time) the moment when her mother was brought a funeral for her father. “Mom was then overcome with grief from the loss of her beloved husband.”
War and post-war life was difficult, you had to work a lot and even beg for alms. And all her life this sweet little woman was a hard worker, and now at 76 years old she grows vegetables, fruits, flowers in her garden, makes her grandchildren and great-grandson happy homemade cakes. She is great, despite her difficult life and losses, she remained very cheerful, full of optimism and hope for a bright future!
Our volunteer Lyudmila had a very warm impression. “They were waiting for me and prepared a treat for tea. We had a nice chat."
Kozhevnikova Valentina Grigorievna was born in the Smolensk region, the family had three children, she and two more sisters. At the age of 15 I already went to work. In 1943, Valentina Grigorievna’s family received last letter from my father, in which it was written: “We are going into battle,” and a month later a funeral came. My father was blown up by a mine.
Kozhevnikova Valentina Grigorievna
Lobazhevich Valentina Vasilievna
Lobazhevich Valentina Vasilievna I was a child during the war. In the words of volunteer Yulia: “This amazing person! Although our meeting was short, it was, however, very meaningful. We learned that when her father was called to the front, her mother had five of them! How courageously they endured the difficulties of war and post-war life. I was surprised and pleased that a person has such a kind and open heart! It seemed to me that she came to visit us and gave us various gifts! God bless her and her loved ones!”
Volunteer Anna with her daughter Veronica: “We visited Ivanushkina Svetlana Alexandrovna And Kamenev Ivan Alekseevich. It was nice to see their happy eyes, full of gratitude!”
Wonderful person - Domanina Muza Alexandrovna, last year she turned 90 years old. Muza Alexandrovna continues to write poems about her family and friends, about the Ural nature, about Orthodox and secular holidays. Her works are varied, like the whole life of Muza Alexandrovna: they contain warmth and kindness, anxiety and sadness, faith and patriotism, romance and humor, ... Muza Alexandrovna grew up in a large family in Kasli. Life was both hungry and difficult. From the very first days, 15-year-old Muse, together with other boys and girls, had to meet the wounded from the train and deliver them to the hospital. In any weather, in winter on horses and in summer on boats, they were transported across Lake Sungul. In February 1942, the family received notice of the death of their father. Lines written in 2011:
We have suffered quite a bit of grief,
And the hunger was enough to bring everyone to tears.
Water with salt - replaced lard,
There was no time for sweet dreams.
We have endured everything, we have endured everything,
And torn scarves were not a reproach to us.
We are the children of war, peace, labor,
We haven't forgotten our fathers yet!
Despite the fact that Muza Alexandrovna no longer leaves the house for health reasons, she does not despair! And every time meeting her leaves bright and touching memories in my soul.
Among our dear veterans and children of war, there are quite a few whose lives are limited by “four walls,” but it is surprising how much love of life and optimism they have, the desire to learn something new, to be useful to their relatives, they read books, write memoirs, perform feasible housework. It turns out to be very difficult to find the rest at home: they go to gardens, help raise their grandchildren and great-grandchildren, take an active part in the life of the city... And, of course, at the Victory Parade they march at the head of the column of the Immortal Regiment, carrying portraits of their unreturned fathers...
On the eve of Victory Day, a note was published in the Snezhinskaya newspaper “Metro” Balashova Zoya Dmitrievna. In it, Zoya Dmitrievna talks about her fate, how during those war years their father “disappeared,” and their mother raised four daughters alone. On behalf of the organization “Memory of the Heart,” created in our city by “children of war,” Zoya Dmitrievna addresses to the younger generation: « Friends, be worthy of those who died defending our Motherland. Be attentive to the older generation, to your parents, do not forget them, help them, do not spare the warmth of your heart for them. They need it so much!».
Non-random dates:
- June 22, 1941 Russian Orthodox Church celebrated the day of all saints who shone in the Russian land;
- On December 6, 1941, on the day of memory of Alexander Nevsky, our troops launched a successful counter-offensive and drove the Germans back from Moscow;
- On July 12, 1943, on the day of the apostles Peter and Paul, battles began near Prokhorovka on the Kursk Bulge;
- for the celebration of the Kazan Icon of the Mother of God on November 4, 1943, Kyiv was captured by Soviet troops;
- Easter 1945 coincided with the day of remembrance of the Great Martyr George the Victorious, celebrated by the Church on May 6. May 9 – on Bright Week – to the cry of “Christ is Risen!” the long-awaited “Happy Victory Day!” was added;
- The Victory Parade on Red Square was scheduled for June 24 - Trinity Day.
People different generations We must remember that our grandfathers and great-grandfathers defended our freedom at the cost of their lives.
We know, we remember! We are immensely proud.
Your feat cannot be forgotten for centuries.
Thank you very much for your strength and faith,
For our freedom on your shoulders.
For clear skies, native spaces,
For joy and pride in hearts and souls.
May you live long, may God give you health.
Let the memory of the victorious spring live on.
Happy Holidays to you, Dear friends! Happy Great Victory!
We hope this good tradition from year to year it will attract more volunteers, especially boys and girls, young parents with children. After all, the children of our time are our future!
Kristina Klishchenko
