My great-grandmother, Lydia Solovyova, was born on June 15, 1929 in the Krasnoyarsk territory, Achinsk. The family was large, but very friendly. In addition to my great-grandmother, the family had five more children. In 1941, Lydia's father was called to the front, the family was left without a breadwinner; moreover, her mother fell ill and died after a while. Her father went missing. That is how all the children ended up in an orphanage. To say that they experienced difficulties is not to say anything, my great-grandmother remembered these times with tears in her eyes. But Lida, at the age of 13, as the eldest among her brothers and sisters, had no right to lose heart and, as best she could, encouraged and took care of her relatives. In those days, many children were destined to be in an orphanage, since the war did not spare anyone, and many were left without parents as babies. At the age of 14, Lida was sent to Krasnoyarsk, to a military factory. At first, she was assigned to an adult master who trains her to work on a lathe. The training took two months, and the girl begun to use the machine with the dexterity of a professional Turner. She produced parts for grenades and bullets, which in turn were sent to the front. Great-grandmother no longer remembered how much staff she managed to produce during this time, but only the old dents and crooked fingers on her hands indicate that it was definitely not easy for her. Everything she went through and saw at that time. There was hunger, when a few people were given 700 gr. of bread and soup from potato peelings. There was cold, when with -50 one had to wrap his feet with rags because of the lack of shoes and work in this form at the machine. There was longing for her family, from which she was separated. But her duty to her Country gave her the strength to stand up and hope for the best. Of course, she considered the announcement of the end of the war to be the happiest day of her life. Lydia was awarded the title of Home Front Worker, as well as Honorary Donor, because, despite all the hardships that happened to her, her heart did not harden, and she continued to try to help people by donating her blood. Memories of those times still stir her soul. Especially sad is the fact that she completely lost touch with her loved ones, despite all her efforts to find them. She submitted search requests to all instances, but to this day has no idea about their fate. Perhaps, for her, this is the most important damage that the war has caused. Lydia got married, created a strong family, gave birth and raised four children, including my grandmother. She has nine grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren. This year, she will be 91 years old, and my great-grandmother is still in good health, which makes us all very happy.