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Polin Alexander Semenovich
Ponomarev Stepan Lvovich
Pajusov Pavel Dmitrievich
Parvitskaya Vera Ivanovna
Pavlov Nikolay Petrovich
Podtihov Fedot Vasilievich
Pindur Boris Iosifovich
Poletavkina Claudia Alexeevna
Puchkov Ivan Fedorovich
Paukov Ivan Yevgenyevich
Plotnikov Grigory Prokhorovich
Polin Alexander Semenovich
Ponomarev Stepan Lvovich
Pajusov Pavel Dmitrievich
Parvitskaya Vera Ivanovna
Pavlov Nikolay Petrovich
Podtihov Fedot Vasilievich
Pindur Boris Iosifovich
Poletavkina Claudia Alexeevna
Puchkov Ivan Fedorovich
Paukov Ivan Yevgenyevich
Plotnikov Grigory Prokhorovich
Podtihov Fedot Vasilievich

Podtihov Fedot Vasilievich

Podtikhov Fedot Vasilyevich 03.03.1910 history: Rank: Red Army soldier. Military branch: artillery. My grandfather went to war in 1941, leaving his wife and five children in Stalingrad. Fedot Vasilyevich Podtikhov was the commander of the artillery crew. With his loud voice, he gave the command "Fire!". He fought from the first days of the war on the first Ukrainian front. During the retreat on the territory of Ukraine, he was seriously wounded. Unconscious, bloodied, he was picked up by a Ukrainian family. That's how my grandfather ended up in the occupied territory. His life was saved by the Malyukovs Ivan Ivanovich and Maria Abramovna. Risking themselves and their children, they hid a Soviet soldier from the Nazis in a specially built room at home. If anyone had found out about this, the entire Malyukov family would have been shot. It was in the Donetsk region, in the village of Balgan. A low bow to the Malyukov family, who saved our family Fedot Vasilyevich, the father of five children, grandfather 11 times. Now he is no longer with us, but great-grandchildren are born, continuing the grandfather's family. After the liberation of Ukraine, my grandfather fought, was wounded twice more, and in 1944 he was discharged. He came home with a bullet in his leg. This wound has been making itself felt for many years. And in the 70s, the leg had to be taken away. But my grandfather has always remained a strong and handsome man in my memory. After the war, he worked first as a baker on the Don, and then as a worker at a Volgograd factory. We often gathered with his whole family and enjoyed listening to his stories about the war. And the Malyukov family has become our family. They used to visit us. But at the end of the last century, the connection with them was cut off. I dream of seeing their descendants and thanking them once again for saving my grandfather!

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