Denisov Nikolay Fedorovich
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Nikolai Fedorovich Denisov is my maternal grandfather. When I was little, my grandmother and mother told me about it. My grandmother was illiterate and didn't tell me much. My mother was a ten-year-old girl when the war started. So, she didn't remember much about her father, either. But she always said that she looked like her father, and that he loved her very much. By the beginning of the war, their family lived in Cherkessk. My grandfather worked in "Zagotskot", often went on business trips, on the road, went to the Caucasus, harvested cattle. My mother said that from the outer clothing he had a greatcoat and a budennovka. And when he returned from business trips in the winter, he was always cold and coughed violently. He was called up for war in 1941 by The Circassian OVK of the Stavropol territory of the Circassian Autonomous region. Rank: red army soldier. Unfortunately, I have no information about where he fought and was wounded. But I remember my grandmother's words about his death. She said that a colleague sent her a letter. He wrote that the grandfather was wounded not during the battle, but by a stray bullet. He was sent to the hospital. When the Germans attacked, the hospital was evacuated to the ship. The ship was sunk during the bombardment. He has been missing since February 1942. That, unfortunately, is all the information I know. My mother already in adulthood wrote requests about my father, wanted to know about the place of death, but there was no information. Recently, I found a document from the TSAMO on the memorial website, but the information is scarce. Despite the fact that my grandfather was at the front for several months and went missing, his contribution to the victory, like many millions of Soviet soldiers, is also there. The war also affected our family. My grandmother was left without a husband, as she said - " lived all my life as a widow." My mother and her sister grew up without a father, lived in poverty, and worked since childhood. My mother had a certificate of a home front worker. For my family now, my grandfather is our humble hero of that terrible war.