Title: Lieutenant. Troops: Ground Forces, Air Force (except marine aviation), Coast Guard, NKVD, Border Guard. Division: 155th Infantry Division (1st Formation). Our father and grandfather, Zhigalin Fyodor Afanasievich, met the war very young. He was drafted into the Red Army on January 13, 1943, when he was only 17 years old. He underwent pre-war training and was sent to the front. In October 1944, when commanding a rifle platoon, he was wounded in both legs during the battle at the crossing of the border with Czechoslovakia when taking the height of 1161 on the Russian Pass, and was treated in hospital. For this battle he was awarded the Medal of Courage. He welcomed Victory Day in Poland. After the war, in 1947, our father married our mother, Maria Ivanovna Petrakowa. Both of them came to Krivolutskaya school of Shatsk district of Ryazan region after graduating from pedagogical school by distribution and lived and worked there all their lives. Dad was a high school teacher and then combined teaching with the position of school director. Mom was a constant primary school teacher. We were brought up and put on our feet - three children - and helped us to bring up our children – their grandchildren. Dad didn't tell us anything about the war; it was very hard for him. And we didn't insist much, because he was near, we have enough time! But we did not have time to, and did not learn anything at first hand! Probably, we are not the only ones. It's a shame! Dad was a comprehensively developed man. Probably, there was nothing he did not know! At school he, being a historian by education, taught both physics, algebra and geometry (these subjects he studied on his own, which later became his strong suit), drafting, drawing (he drew perfectly), even had to teach Russian, literature and foreign (German) language due to lack of teachers. He was on good terms with his technique - he always had motorcycles. At leisure, he was a craftsman, a carpenter, a gardener, a fisherman, and played musical instruments: trophy bayan and mandolin. As they say: a seamstress, a reaper, and a dude-player. At the same time, he managed to participate in the public life of Krivolutsk Village Council and the collective farm 'Motherland', was a local deputy. In 1965, he was called up for a military training camp in Lviv, where he was promoted to captain, but this information was given by his eldest daughter, no documents have been preserved. After reaching retirement age, he still worked at school for some time until he was hit by a serious illness. In May 1992 he passed away. We are grieving. But we are very proud of our heroic father and grandfather!