Pavlov Boris Aleksandrovich
Full name: Pavlov Boris Alexandrovich last NAME: Pavlov first NAME: Boris PATRONYMIC: Alexandrovich CITY: Gavrilov-Yam DATE of BIRTH: 19.07.1924 DATE of DEATH: 18.06.1997 HISTORY: Boris Alexandrovich was born in Gavrilov-Yam, Yaroslavl region. At the end of the 9th grade, he volunteered for the 243rd Communist division, which was being formed in Yaroslavl. On July 16, 1941, the division was sent to the front. Arriving in the city of Selizharovo, the division made a difficult March from there through Andreapol, Toropets, Staraya Toropa and reached the Sevastyanov area on the Zap river by July 27. Dvina. Despite the lack of combat experience, the division successfully conducted defensive battles with two regiments. Yaroslavl crossed the Western Dvina river and shot down the enemy from their position. At the same time, on another sector of the front, one regiment of this division fought bloody battles with large enemy units, preventing them from crossing and ensuring the regrouping of troops. Here, apparently, our grandfather, then a very young fighter, and made his first feat (helped to establish an interrupted connection), for which he was presented to the award. Soon he was sent to the school of artillery ensigns. There is already in the rank of second Lieutenant, he returned to the front. He fought on the Ukrainian front. As the commander of a fire platoon of the 109th guards army cannon artillery Dneprodzerzhinsk regiment, he was presented to the order of the red star. We know almost nothing about his military life: my grandfather never spoke about the horrors of war, or it did not remain in our childhood memory. After the death of my grandfather, we found some award documents and learned about his exploits: "during the operation to capture the city of Krivoy Rog, acting skillfully and courageously, the fire of his guns knocked out one self-propelled gun of the enemy. 10.02.1944 G. In the Emme area, he successfully repelled a counterattack by enemy infantry and tanks. 19.02.1944 G. Destroyed 3 machine-gun points and suppressed the fire of one 105 mm battery. 20.02.1944 suppressed a 105 mm battery near the Chervonnaya station and ensured the successful advance of our infantry.Pavlov in any conditions of battle is not lost and acts decisively." On the front-line photos of that time, Boris Alexandrovich really looks like a hero: cheerful, with a Kuban cap twisted over one ear, with a curly forelock, surrounded by comrades. Handsome! And after all, he was lucky: during the entire war, he was not injured, only a shrapnel damaged his finger on his hand, and he did not fully unbend. True, he was shell-shocked, but that's nothing. He returned to his hometown unharmed, unlike his older brother, who was missing on the fronts of that terrible war. He returned late at night, and the mother, who accompanied the schoolboy to the front, did not recognize the male voice of her son, was afraid and did not open the door for a long time. My grandfather remembered this incident with a smile: "If it wasn't for my sister, I would have to spend the night on the street." Boris Pavlov was awarded the medals "for the defense of Stalingrad"," for the capture of Budapest"," for military merit", two orders of the" Patriotic war", the order of the"red Star". After the war, he entered the Ivanovo technical school of physical culture, received a teacher's diploma and ... went to the army. Again, he changed the type of troops: he served in the Baltic fleet. Since then, a beautiful officer's jacket, a white cap, a glittering gold Dirk. In the photos of those years, a handsome man stands next to an elegant little woman and holds a beautiful daughter in his arms. My grandfather met my wife in Gavrilov-Yam, they lived in the neighboring streets. Maria Semyonovna Maranova worked in peat processing during the war, then graduated from the courses of history teachers, and was awarded the medal for valiant labor during the war. After getting married, she traveled with her husband to the garrisons for several years. Boris Alexandrovich left the reserve with the rank of captain, returned to his hometown and became a teacher at secondary school No. 1, from which he left for the front in 1941. For many years, he conducted physical education classes and basic military training. The school's website says about it: "Its time is the time of the games "Zarnitsa" and "Orlyonok", the time of military sports holidays and marches. The latter are revived in the school. The February holiday "Sons of the Fatherland" in secondary school No. 1 in Gavrilov-Yam is named the evening of memory of Boris Pavlov." I found my grandfather working at the school and saw that he was respected and loved. It could interest both boys and girls. The school's teams under his leadership often won competitions and games. Our family archive contains many photos of my grandfather surrounded by students during such events. He prepared high school students to carry a guard of honor at the monument to teachers and students of the first school on the eve of may 9, he was invited to hold a solemn parade on Sovetskaya square and other sports events in the city. My grandfather was also invited to class hours dedicated to the great Patriotic war. In a formal tunic, chest in orders, Boris Alexandrovich looked like a real hero, but instead of telling stories about his exploits, he always joked, recalled jokes, called dry numbers. Many boys, on his advice, entered military universities after school... And he taught us, his three granddaughters, to sport and discipline. I've read a lot all my life, and we have a whole library at home from him. We were proud of our grandfather, the hero, when he was in the full uniform of a naval officer, flashing orders in the spring sun, minted a step in the ranks of veterans at the Victory parade, or gave commands to students who were on guard at the monument to teachers and students who died during the war. We love it and are proud of it now. Every year we participate in the campaign "Immortal regiment", we remember Boris Alexandrovich, we cherish his awards (2 velvet scarlet pads with orders and medals), his Dirk, his cap and shoulder straps… We miss you, grandpa. Too bad your great-grandson didn't catch you. It has a lot of your energy and love for sports. You would have found a common language. For us, the may 9 holiday is a memory of a close and dear person and the pain of loss
