My grandfather was born on July 10, 1929 in the village of Novoselovo, Oryol region. A little later, he and his parents, brothers Sasha, Kolya and sister Maria moved to Orel. In 1941 he was 12 years old. On the very first day of the war, the entire Oryol region was transferred to martial law. _x000D_ Little Petya, together with his friend, the same kid, fled to the front, but was caught and returned to his mother. But by nature little Petya was a very stubborn and brave boy and did not leave the thought of fighting the enemy. Oryol was captured on October 3, 1941. An underground was organized in the city. The partisan detachments stationed in the occupied territory of the Oryol region behind enemy lines were numerous and they had to hide in the forests. For orientation on the terrain, the partisans needed a local guide, someone who could walk the streets without hindrance and would be inconspicuous to the enemy. These guides were my grandfather, 12-year-old Petya Tizanov and his friend Tolik Kretov. The boys, disguised as wandering through the streets of the city, conducted reconnaissance of the enemy's military installations and transmitted information to the partisans. These small but brave children fearlessly made sabotage forays into the food warehouses of the Nazis and delivered provisions for the partisans. _x000D_ After the counter-offensive on July 12, 1943 on the Oryol-Kursk Bulge, Soviet troops began to rapidly advance towards Orel. And then my grandfather, then a child at all, did not stand aside. When the first reconnaissance detachment of the Red Army approached the city, on their way, by some chance, the boy Petya Tizanov met, who told in all the details how to get into the city unnoticed, drew a detailed plan of where the strategically important objects of the enemy are located, spoke about the number of German troops and about where, how much and what kind of military equipment the Nazis have. _x000D_ On the night of July 26, 1943, Soviet long-range aircraft bombed Oryol. The German command decided to leave the Oryol foothold. The Germans began to evacuate the city. The eagle was declared a war zone. This is how the liberation of Oryol began. Even then, very young, Petya Tizanov, looking at the torment of the wounded, dreamed of becoming a military doctor and when he turned 18, the war was over for two years already, he entered the Odessa Naval Medical School and made his dream come true , became a military doctor. According to the distribution, he was sent to serve in the Baltic States, Klaipeda. There, as part of diving groups, he was engaged in lifting the ships sunk during the Great Patriotic War. Once, while participating in an operation to rescue the crew of a sunken submarine, my grandfather Pyotr Afanasyevich Tizanov gave his scuba gear to a sailor of the submarine's crew for lifting from the bottom of the sea, and he himself emerged without a scuba gear and received a serious barotrauma, a ruptured lung. He didn’t feel sorry for himself, but saved the life of a man. _x000D_ After the end of the service, my grandfather moved to live and work in the Kiev region, he devoted his whole life to saving the life and health of people. He was married to the only and beloved Tizanova (Voronova) Lina Vasilievna. He raised a daughter and a son, had three grandchildren and 4 great-grandchildren. He passed away at the age of 87, a month and a half after the death of his wife, 04/07/2016. _x000D_ P.S. My dear, beloved Grandfather-Daddy Petya .. That is how I called my grandfather in childhood .. I love you so much .. You are no longer with us, but you are alive in our hearts, in our children and you will live in our grandchildren and great-grandchildren .. Your loving granddaughter Anechka ..