Kolmykov Mikhail Mikhailovich
Kleymenov Nikolay Ilyich
Ermolina Alevtina Mikhailovna
Erofeev Leonid Illarionovich
Efimov Alexander Matveevich
Efremova Margarita Vasilievna
Epimakhov Alexander Prokopyevich
Enina Valentina Alekseevna
Emtsova Natalia Ivanovna
Evdokimova Evdokia Dmitrievna
Ermolenko Mikhail Semenovich
Efremova Margarita Vasilievna

Efremova Margarita Vasilievna

I want to tell you about my great-grandmother - Efremova Margarita Vasilievna. She was a brave, courageous and hardworking woman who proved this by her actions during the difficult years of the Great Patriotic War. Now my great-grandmother is dead, but the memory of her will remain in my family and in the hearts of other people. During her lifetime, she gave an interview to the newspaper "Zhigulevsky Rabochy", where she talked about how she, being still quite a girl, went to the front to look for her father. In the 41st year she turned 18 years old. And before the start of the war, having seen enough with her friend "The Light Path" with Lyubov Orlova, she went to the capital to study as a weaver. But it was not possible to finish the Factory andworkshop education: the enemy attacked the country. When she returned home and went to the recruiting office to ask to go to the front, she was refused. And after they received a funeral for one brother, a notification “missing” for another, anger appeared, a desire to take revenge. My great-grandmother began to "prepare" - she went to the courses of tractor drivers to be taken as a tank driver, entered a pedagogical school - they taught elementary medicine. In 1943 I went to my brother in Shuya. When I was about to go back home, I came to the station, and the girls were sitting there - they were crying, so instead of one she went to the front. She found her father a little later, and at first she got into a battery that guarded the Moscow sky. She became a signalman. A year later, she said to the commander, "I'm tired of sitting here in the rear, I want to escape to the front." "Come on!" - not believing, he grinned. And she, having thrown a civilian jacket over her tunic, taking with her a ration, and really set off. On the way, frightened by the patrol, she jumped off the train and went to Smolensk, where, according to her calculations, her father should fight, she got on the checkpoints. Somehow the officer caught the eye: - Who is she? - I am a deserter, - answered the lively girl. - So deserters run in the other direction, and you are in the thick of it.

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