My father Tashpulatov Nazir was from the city of Kokand in the Ferghana region of the Republic of Uzbekistan (formerly the Uzbek SSR), he was a wonderful and kind person. He went to the front as a volunteer to defend the motherland (the Soviet Union), to destroy the Nazis. To joim the army he changed his age in the earlier, specially lost the original birth document, receiving in return the duplicate certificate with changed date of birth on 10 Feb 1924. My father did not like to remember and talk about the war, he always showed us a smile on his face, showing us that we should always live like this, enjoy every peaceful day, and also do interesting things, know them and work usefully for the benefit of the family and the country. I only know about my father, what his friends at work said, that he was strong and seasoned, went with a combat mission to catcha prosoner for interrogation. My father did not come to Berlin, he was seriously injured and was treated in a hospital for a long time, but in what year and where, I do not know. Every year, as I remember, he went to Kiev (Ukrainian SSR) in the Great and Important for them and all of us living on the Occasion of the Victory Day May 9 for a meeting with fellow soldiers, thanks to which, and killed, their courage and patriotism, faith in goodness and justice, the peoples of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics defeated Nazi fascism not only on their land, but also saved the peoples of Europe from Nazi occupation. At that time, our victors, the Soviet red Army, were opposed not only to Hitler's supporters from Germany, but more to the whole of Europe. those countries where their leaders (politicians) and their Nazis joined Hitler's fascist coalition. It is important to remember this not for the sake of resentment, but for the sake of preventing such treachery in the future. Perhaps, my father was treated in a hospital in Ukraine, and probably in the hospital he fell in love with Ukrainian songs, dances, and proverbs, could perform them well, often use joking quotes or words in Ukrainian in conversation. However, I have long wondered why in Kiev he met with fellow soldiers, maybe he continued to serve there: either to destroy the gangs of Bandera or other" forest " evil Nazi or to work as a military man to provide the front; and only my father knows about this, i.e. the real truth and I blame myself for the fact that during his life I did not find time to talk about this and other things about the war with my father. In 1950, after the war, he married in In Tashkent, Uzbek SSR to the prettiest girl, and our mom is such a beautiful, cheerful and hardworking woman, nothing pitying, for us children in my heart and my most trusted companion in life, spouse, and in memory of my sons and hope that this memory of his father and mother will be saved and celebrated my descendants. Unfortunately, in December 1987, my mother left this world. My father had many post-war medals and orders, but the only Order of the Patriotic War of the 2nd class was awarded to him on February 11, 1985. Unfortunately, my father did not find out about it, he died in January 1985. And this order (28924/8) and the document (#786218) on it, as well as his skullcap (Uzbek headdress), the most valuable from my father, is still kept by me, and I believe that in due time it will be passed on with the story of my father and mother to my sons, and they to their children and further descendants. Our common duty is not to forget the common Victory in the great Patriotic War over Hitler's fascism, not to forget the unselfish friendship between the peoples of the USSR, we need to live life honestly and fairly, to inform our children and descendants about the war and Victory the full truth, and most importantly not to allow "corrupt" pseudo-propagandists and pseudo-historians to write the wrong in the East, the sages said : "Only by knowing your past, you can know yourself and not let it happen again."