Vladimir Mikhailovich Kozlov, a veteran of the great Patriotic War of 1941-1945. Born on 1.03.1924 in Teplostan, Sechenovsky district Gorky region. When the war began, he was 17 years old. On September 28, 1942 he was called up by the Local Military Committee of Frunze in Ivanovo, Ivanovo region. That time he lived at the address: 32, Dalny lane, Ivanovo. Before the call-up he was trained in the school of gunners. He fought on the Leningrad and 3rd Baltic frontlines, in the 690th fighter-anti-tank artillery regiment of the 55th and 67th armies. A corporal, then a Sergeant, he was also a gun commander. Baltiets. Participated in the liberation of besieged Leningrad. On March 19, 1943, in one of the fierce battles for Leningrad, he was seriously wounded. After Leningrad evacuation hospital, he returned to service again. As part of the 3rd Baltic front, he participated in Pskov-Ostrovskaya operation, which began on July 17, 1944. On July 20 of the same year, during massive attacks by enemy artillery in the areas of firing positions of direct-fire guns, which he commanded, he was seriously wounded, received a concussion, and was listed as dead (his family received a funeral). He was was delivered to Ivanovo ambulance train and got a disability. Vladimir Mikhailovich said: "that day we defended the height. The fight was unequal and very brutal. Our task was not to give our positions up at any costs. The fighting continued for several days and nights. Fires burned all around. Explosions were heard in nearby localities. We suffered heavy losses. I was among the dead. The command sent funeral letters to the relatives of the victims... After that battle, when the sanitary services passed through the battlefields, I was literally pulled out of the ground. I was shell-shocked, unconscious, only my legs were sticking out. When I woke up, I realized that I was in a train car. I asked a friend on the shelf: "Where are we going?" He replied: "To the hospital in Ivanovo." When I arrived at the hospital, I thought: "To be in Ivanovo and not to be at home?" Then I asked the "sister" to leave and promised to return by the morning. On crutches, with a leg up to the waist in a cast, through the window, with the help of neighbors in the ward, I went home. The night road on one leg was not easy. I came to the house and started knocking. I heared my mother's voice: "Who's there?" "It's me, Volodya! - answer. - Go away, my dear man, don't joke like that, we got a funeral for Volodya!"- my mother replied. I, upset, sat down on the porch and suddenly, not believing my eyes, I saw Verka (sister) (and during the war, the girls ran to the dance): - Volodya, is that you?! We buried you! with a cry of joy, my sister threw her arms around my neck. - Mom, mom! This is our Volodya! ... When my mother opened the door and saw me alive, she fainted. They kept her awake until morning. I have to go back. Fortunately for me, my neighbor had a horse. They loaded me into a cart and took me to the hospital. This was my first meeting with my family after the resurrection. During the war I was injured several times. Awarded the order of Patriotic war of the I degree, a medal "For defense of Leningrad", medal "For Victory over Germany in the great Patriotic war of 1941-1945", the badge "Veteran DKBF", and many anniversary medals. After the war, he lived and worked in Ivanovo. He was married and had six children.