My grandfather, Nikolai Timoshenko, was born in 1916 in the village of Krivosheevka in the Gvardeiskiy District of Taldy-Kurgan Region. In 1939, he was drafted into the Red Army. From 1939 to 1940, he served in the 246th unit of the anti-aircraft regiment. From 1940 to May 1941 in the 588th Anti-aircraft ArtilleryR. From 1941 to 1942, he served in the 121st squad of the anti-aircraft regiment in a rank of corporal. From 1942 to May 1946, he served in the 447th Anti-aircraft Artillery Regiment in a rank of Senior Corporal. In 1944, he was awarded the Medal For Bravery for the fact that, in battles with the German invaders, he showed perseverance and courage, quickly passed commands from the command post to the batteries and skillfully fixed breaks of the wire . From 10 to 16 October 1944, he maintained continuous communication with the batteries, which were firing at the enemy. Thanks to his work, two breaks in the communication line were fixed under enemy mortar fire. 18.05.1945 was awarded the Order of Glory, 3rd degree. Working as a telephone operator in a platoon of the regiment's management, he repeatedly restored the telephone line under enemy mortar fire, showing courage and bravery to his comrades. 26.04.1945, the battery conducted artillery preparation and clarity in communication during this period was more important than ever. Our grandfather was assigned as a line officer to the most responsible area where communication was often broken by enemy artillery fire. Sacrificing his life, grandfather, under heavy rifle and artillery fire of the enemy five times restored communication, which contributed to the timely and accurate transmission of orders of the regiment's command to the battery. He went through the whole war and despite all the difficulties that he had to go through, he returned home alive. He met my grandmother Ekaterina after the war in 1946. They had six daughters. According to my mother, my grandfather was very kind, often read books to them in the evenings. They were happy. My grandmother told my mother that he did not like to talk about the war, to remember how the telephone line was pulled under fire. He often said that it was over, but now it is quiet. Unfortunately, my grandfather died before I was born, and I could not know him. We remember his exploits, how he defended our Homeland. We tell our children about it. That they would know, remember, and be proud of him. This victory was due to the courage and heroism of the Soviet people. For which the people paid a high price-the price of their lives, for the sake of a bright future.