Rank: Second Lieutenant. Branch of military: Air Forces (except naval aviation), Coast Guards, the troops of the NKVD, Border Guards. My father, Kim Vladimir Nikolaevich (Kim Peng ger) was born in 1923 in the village of Voroshilovo, Primorsky Krai. At the age of 5 he became an orphan and brought up in his uncle's house. At the age of 15, he came to Sverdlovsk on his own and was accepted into an orphanage. Fate brought him together with Gamarnik's daughter Veta. She taught him German. He studied well, mathematical abilities and perseverance allowed him to take the 1st place in the mathematical Olympiad among schoolchildren. He was called up for service in the army by the Sverdlovsk district military Commissariat. In 1942, he was enrolled in Junior Lieutenant courses, and after finishing them with honors, was sent to the front as a platoon commander. He fought on the 1st Ukrainian front, was wounded and was being treated in a hospital in Vienna. During the fighting, the machine-gun crew under the command of my father was completely replaced, young soldiers were killed. The material part of the 73 kg machine gun, the father said that after the death of the soldiers, he dragged it on himself with a height of only 162 cm. He was awarded the medal " for Bravery "and the medal "for Victory". He was injured. A splinter in the leg, a shrapnel wound in the lung (a splinter 1 cm from the heart) - as result-bronchial asthma. After the end of the war, my father graduated from Samarkand University, faculty of physics and mathematics, and since 1952 worked as a school teacher. In 1957, my father came to Sakhalin, worked in the Obono of Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk, then, after receiving an appointment, worked as a Director of Sakhalin schools. Raised a huge number of students. He was remembered for a long time by grateful, already grown-up people. One of his students recognized his father at a concert in Alma-ATA. The actor went down to the hall and invited his father to the stage, announcing to the audience that this was his favorite school teacher. My father, left an orphan, having gone through the horrors of war, losing friends in battle, remained a kind and sympathetic person in life. My father was an intelligent and interesting man who lived a great life. He loved to study, had many professions and diplomas. At the age of 70, after completing beekeeping courses, he traveled with honey collectors to Kazakhstan. Everything was interesting and important to him. He died in 2005. He was 81 years old.