Rank: Red Army soldier. Branch of the service: Ground Forces, Air Force (except naval aviation), coastal service, NKVD troops, border troops. Emelyanov Joseph Konstantinovich was born on January 7, 1904 in the village of Vyazovka, Astrakhan region. Before the war, he mastered the profession of a carpenter to perfection. He married Titova Alexandra Feodorovna. After some time, they had two wonderful sons - Ivan and Alexander. But a terrible thing happened: Sasha died when he was only about 8 years old. At that time, the diagnosis of the boy's illness could not be established for sure, people lived in the village, tried with all their might to cure. Remember my grandfather: "Grandfather Oska told me that they took Sasha to the city, sold the last cows, and in the city they said they had a kidney problem ...". They could not cure Sasha, he died in the arms of his mother in February in the evening, that day there was a terrible blizzard ... It was a terrible shock for the family. But misery doesn't come alone. The Great Patriotic War soon began. In 1941, Joseph was drafted to the front, fought in a motorized rifle regiment as a company machine gunner. He fired from the Degtyarev light machine gun. My great-great-grandfather took part in the Miusskoy operation, in 1943, on July 30, the enemy launched a strong counter-attack on the position where my great-great-grandfather was. The sides continually counterattacked each other; heights and settlements repeatedly passed from hand to hand, the Germans prevailed, my great-great-grandfather, fighting to his last strength, was seriously wounded by a bomb fragment in the head. He miraculously survived, but was taken prisoner. Joseph was sent to a German hospital, after treatment he was sent to a concentration camp near Mauthausen, which was in Austria. For my great-great-grandfather, the worst 2 years came. He lived in inhuman conditions, because everyone knows the conditions of living in fascist camps. In April 45, Joseph learned that the Nazis began to abruptly destroy prisoners in crematoria, he was also told when it was his turn in the barracks. But, fortunately for him, bombing of the camps by American and Soviet planes began at night. My great-great-grandfather fled towards the Soviet front with two comrades (one was from Siberia, the other from the Urals). On the way to the front, my great-great-grandfather was again lucky, they found a faulty German car. The Siberian turned out to be a mechanic. Having repaired the car, they continued towards the front. The path was difficult, long and dangerous, but they managed to get to the front line, they had to leave the car and get out with their hands up, as they were in striped uniforms and without documents. Of course, they were arrested and sent to a special department, where an inspection was carried out. Three months later, in a special department, documents were issued to Joseph Konstantinovich and he was sent back to fight at the front. After demobilization in 1945, the well-deserved awards were restored to him! My great-great-grandfather was awarded the Order of the Red Star and the Medal for Courage. At the end of the war, he returned to his beloved son and wife in his native land. In the postwar years, Joseph was a foreman, built many residential buildings, as well as livestock complexes. He had many certificates of honor for shock work. Having only elementary education, he was excellent at reading construction drawings. He was a just, principled and honest man, he also taught his grandchildren to live. Unfortunately, Joseph Konstantinovich died on May 9 in 1966 at the age of 62 in a car accident. Perhaps fate played a cruel joke with him - out of six passengers, only he died. "