Heroes and feats

Rank: Red Army Soldier Type of Troops: Artillery Subdivision: 101st Motorized Rifle Division. The war knocked on every house, brought trouble, affected the fate of many families. Fathers and children, husbands, grandparents, brothers and sisters went to the front from each family ... Thousands of people experienced the difficult years of the war, but they survived and won. We won the most difficult of all wars that humanity has endured so far. The feat of a soldier, my grandfather Musa Gereykhanovich Gereykhanov, I consider the highest. As a feat of all soldiers - victors. My grandfather was born in 1906 in the village of N.Karanay in a peasant family. From an early age, his parents instilled in him a love for his native land, a sense of respect for his elders. And Musa, thanks to his natural intelligence, knowledge, honesty and decency, was an authoritative person among his peers, fellow villagers and in the entire district. When the Great Patriotic War began, grandfather Musa was 35 years old. He could not sit and wait when the enemy was very close, and in August 1941, among the volunteers, he went to the front to defend his Motherland. From Buinaksk he was sent to Mozdok, where Musa studied military affairs for 2 months, then to the front. He fought on the Transcaucasian, Karelian, 3rd Ukrainian fronts. He took part in reconnaissance operations. He, too, like many others, had to experience the bitterness of retreat and the pain of loss of his comrades. He had two best friends in the war - Yegor and Nikolai. The department even called them "three cheerful friends." They went on reconnaissance together, sat together in the trenches, went on the attack. In 1942, my grandfather's friends were killed in a heavy battle. Grandfather himself, by a lucky chance, survived. It is impossible to tell about all the battles in which the grandfather took part, and he did not like to talk about the war. Most often he was silent when the conversation about the war came. Apparently, it was very difficult and painful for him to remember that terrible war. He liberated many cities of Ukraine, Romania, Austria from the enemy and reached Berlin itself. Received gratitude on behalf of the Supreme Commander-in-Chief I. Stalin, his chest was decorated with military awards. After demobilization, Musa Gereykhanov returned to his native N. Karanay, where he was immediately elected chairman of the collective farm. Then he married my grandmother Halimat. They had five girls and one son. One of the daughters, my mother, Umayganat Musaevna Magomedova, who now works at the Verkhne-Karanayskaya secondary school. The post-war years were very difficult. In the village it was necessary to restore the economy. But grandfather was not afraid of difficulties, because he went through the entire war from the Caucasus to Germany, the city of Berlin, honorably fulfilling his duty. Soon he was appointed chairman of the village council of the village of N.Karanay. He worked both as a farm manager and in an educational program, where he taught Latin. Grandfather died in 1973 and was buried in the village of Nizhny Karanay. I am very sorry that I did not find my grandfather, he died long before my birth. But I will carry pride for him throughout my life and will always tell my students about him. After all, the feat of a soldier of that terrible war is invaluable, he is immortal for centuries. The awards tell about the combat path of the grandfather: the Order of the "Patriotic War", the medal "For the victory over Germany 1941-1945." and many others. In the village, probably, there is no person from the adult generation who would not know my grandfather. In the memory of his fellow villagers, he remained a brave soldier, an intelligent, kind and sympathetic teacher, who brought up generations of students who worthily continued his work. Our duty is to preserve the historical memory of the exploits of the participants, veterans of the Great Patriotic War. Eternal memory to them and eternal glory to them! And I have a dream to visit Berlin and see with my own eyes the inscription "Musa Gereykhanov", which my grandfather left on the wall near the defeated Reichstag on the day of victory, and touch their history ... Thank you Grandpa for the Victory. Thank you dear for the bright childhood of your great-grandson.

Rank: Sergeant. Type of troops: Artillery. Subdivision: 311th Rifle Dvinskaya Red Banner Order of Suvorov Division. This was written by my grandson, Mikhail Antiukhin. My name is Misha Antyukhin. I'm in the 9th grade. Our family knew about my great-great-grandfather only from the words of my relatives, from the beginning my great-grandfather Leonid Yakovlevich Golikov told his children, grandchildren, and now our great-grandchildren about his father. We have only two photographs of him, there is a portrait that is carefully kept in our family. I love to listen when my great-grandfather talks about his family, about the war. When we ask what our great-great-grandfather was like, there is only one answer: "good and kind, like all the Golikovs." Since 1988, my grandmother and my mother began to draw up a genealogic tree (my mother was given a history assignment at school) - this is how it all began ... They decided to study their own history, the history of their family. My grandmother and my mother talked with their relatives more than once about each member of the family - now I understand that they have accomplished a feat, because those relatives are no longer alive who told about each member of our large and friendly family in time, which I am proud of. Golikov Yakov Evdokimovich born on December 31, 1910 in the village of Verkhne-Grekovo, Kiev district, Rostov region, into a family of middle peasants. In 1916, his father, Evdokim Nikitovich Golikov, died, and after 1917 their family belonged to the poor peasants. Russian. From May 1924 to November 1928 he worked as a farm laborer for the kulaks. From November 1928 to October 1930 he worked in the "Partnership for the joint cultivation of the land" - was a member of this partnership. From October 1930 to September 1932 he was a collective farmer at the Novaya Derevnya collective farm. In 1932, his mother, Anna Egorovna Golikova, died, since September 1932 he worked in the Shalaevskaya MTS (Machine and Tractor Station), now the Kasharsky District ,village Verkhnegrekovo of the Rostov region, first as a groom, from May 1935 to September 1937 - a mechanic. From September 1937 to March 1938 he was an apprentice turner, and from March 1938 - a turner. He was given a car repair shop. In February 1938 he was accepted as a candidate of the CPSU (b), and he graduated from the educational program of the 2nd class of the Shalaevskaya MTS of the Kiev region. On May 22, 1939, he was admitted to the CPSU (b) by the Kiev RK of the Rostov region. The party card was issued on June 27, 1939 No. 1322826 of the 1936 model. In the Finnish company (from 30.11.1939 to 13.03.1940), he was drafted into the ranks of the Red Army from his auto repair shop. Did not participate in battles. On August 3, 1941 he was drafted into the ranks of the defenders of the Motherland. The training took place in Stalingrad. He participated in battles, was wounded 5 times, there are letters from February 21, 1942 to August 5, 1943. He fought on the Volkhov Front 54th Army 311th Infantry Division 1071 Infantry Regiment, 33rd Infantry Corps, p / p 29100.From February 12, 1942 - 15th regiment mortarman - private, and on March 28, 1943, after being wounded again in the hospital , was the commander of the mortar squad of the 20 rifle regiment of the 14th brigade. - Sergeant. The last battle took place near the village of Pustoshka in the Mginsky district of the Leningrad region. According to the notice from Major Yurkin from p / p 29100 - on August 16, he left the unit for hospital treatment due to injury, after which his traces were lost. He was not in captivity, in the hospital book of those who entered and died - does not appear, in the irrecoverable losses of personnel 1071 Specialist subunit 311 Rifle division - does not appear on the battlefield. In the Book of Memory for the Kasharsky District of the Rostov Region on page 309 there is an entry: "Golikov Yakov Evdokimovich, born in 1910, private,missing without any trace in 10.1943" In the village Verkhnegrekovo, Kasharsky district of Rostov region, secondary school, there is a monument to fellow villagers who died and disappeared in WWII 1941-1945. A lot of time passed, many questionnaires, inquiries were written, and then, as they say, luck smiled once again, on the Internet we accidentally stumbled upon the lists of the 311 Rifle Division medical batalion and lists of those buried in the forest, near the village of Pustoshka. When we turned to the website "Forgotten Regiment" on the Internet, we were advised to turn to the "Iron Locust" - a search party. The village of Pustoshka in the Mginsky district of the Leningrad region, where soldiers who died on the battlefield were buried from 14 to 28 August 1943. Those who died in 240 medbatalion were buried in the forest, east of station Nazia 2 km. The remains from these places were transferred to a mass grave No. 09020 near st. Naziya Mginsky district of the Leningrad region. This reburial is valid, everything is cleaned, painted, but it is not listed in the Central Archives of the Ministry of Defense. Years passed, whole decades after the end of the war. The country annually celebrates VICTORY DAY. The surviving veterans sometimes receive regular awards and commemorative badges, and the missing soldiers lie and wait for their children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren to find them. I was lucky, and my family found the place where my great-great-grandfather Yakov Evdokimovich Golikov was buried and then reburied in a mass grave. Help in the search was provided by: "Forgotten Regiment" - the site, "Iron Locust" - the search party.And so on June 10, 2013, my grandfather and I went to the city of St. Petersburg. I really like to ride, especially on the train, there are a lot of fellow travelers, you can lie on the top bunk, get off at large stations, where the train stops for 20 minutes. True, when we went to St. Petersburg, there were no fellow travelers, there were only 5 people in the carriage. Grandpa explained that now everyone is going south, so we were lucky. The train came to Moskovsky railway station, I thought it was so beautiful, there are no railway stations in Moscow that are much more beautiful. The next day we devoted to a walk around the city - we went to the Peter and Paul Fortress, the cruiser-museum "Aurora" - it also participated in the Second World War, the Artillery Museum - my grandfather showed me a tank, he served in the Army like this, I also really want to serve in the army. We walked, walked around the city, because it was a holiday - Independence Day. Photographed with Peter the Great, against the background of the Peter and Paul Fortress, the Winter Palace. I was very tired, but I wanted more, more, more. The day was over, I had to go to bed, but it was still light outside, the sun was reflected in the windows, and the time was 12 p.m.. No, we are not used to this, night means night, and if it's light, then we have to go for a walk. But okay, we have high hopes the next day, my grandfather and I are going to Naziya station to the mass grave, where the reburied soldiers from 311 Rifle Division, including my great-great-grandfather Yakov Evdokimovich Golikov. Grandpa is very worried, it’s clear, I’m worried too. I have never been to such events. The train is full of people, they go to the dacha, and we are on business. On the train, peddlers offered goods, one man sang war songs to the accordion. I liked him, my grandfather gave him 100 rubles, and he sang for us the song "Volkhovskaya, Drinking" - it was grandfather who suggested singing it, the man agreed. The whole car listened, and then everyone applauded, and he collected a lot of money when he got out of the car, thanked us and said that he would sing it all the time now. We arrived at Naziya station in the morning, quickly reached the cemetery, my grandfather knew where to go, we quickly found that memorial, but for some reason I was in no hurry to enter the fence. There are so many slabs with names in the fence, medallions on the fence, several monuments - I imagined how many people were buried here, because they could live, work, they could have children, and some, like my great-grandfather, already had children - a son and two daughters, they had to be brought up, taught. Grandfather entered the enclosure, me too, and immediately we saw the name of Golikov Y.E - sergeant embossed on the slab. We said hello, walked around everything in the fence, looked. The photographs showed both adult men and very boys. We approached the slab, which bore the name of my great-great-grandfather, and then I understand that I have another relative whom I have never seen before, only heard a lot about him. I really wanted to talk to him, but how? I would like to know how he went into battle, how he shot, was he was not afraid? Where they slept, because everywhere there is a swamp, even when we walked through this settlement, everywhere there is a sewer filled with green water. Grandfather said that she flows down here to drain the garden and yard, but then in the forest you couldn't even walk or lie where you wanted, they were shooting everywhere. But somehow my great-great-grandfather lived to defend his HOMELAND until August 16, 1943. We read a lot on the Internet about the war, about 311 Rifle Division 1071 specialist subunit in which my great-great-grandfather served, they write terrible things there, we don't go through this at school. I looked at the photographs that surrounded me - there are many of them, all men. I remember the lines from the front-line letter of my great-great-grandfather to his wife: "- I haven't slept in the hut for two months, everything is in the forest, black as coal, there's nothing to smoke." "Grandpa, we forgot to bring cigarettes here, but next time I'll see to it myself." We put flowers on the stove with the name of YE GOLIKOV, lit candles, poured 2 glasses of vodka, put bread. What else have we forgotten to do? We have been preparing to go here since February, brought a medallion, it must be fixed on the fence. My grandfather and I quickly fastened the medallion, tied the St. George ribbons, poured out the earth that we brought from his homeland, but the thought was spinning in my head - we forgot the cigarettes. Once again we went around everything in the enclosure, mentally talking to everyone we saw in the photographs and left the enclosure. Tall birches stood around, birds were singing, the sun was shining, but it was not hot - in the morning it was 9 degrees Celsius. Mosquitoes bite strongly. We sat with my grandfather on a bench next to the fence, said goodbye to everyone and went to the train. I was very afraid for my grandfather, he was worried, we are alone in the forest. I tried to talk to him, but then I saw a little gray bird and told my grandfather that it was our great-grandfather who was seeing us off. The bird ran ahead of us almost all the way. The way home seemed easier for us. After all, we have completed the mission for which we went so far from home. When the conductor opened the door at our station, I was surprised and delighted at the same time.All our relatives were standing by our carriage with placards, loudly shouting “Hurray”, “HAPPY ARRIVAL”, “WE LOVE YOU” - I understood, I am happy, I was born in love and care. At that moment, I really wanted my friends to be there, but I was afraid to tell them in advance, suddenly what we had planned would not work out, then I would just be a braggart. We drove home straight from the station, left our things and went to the cemetery, taking our great-grandfather and our cousin with us. The cemetery on the mountain is about 10 meters above the level where the village is located, we went there by car. It's hot, soars like before the rain, but it smells like grass, grandfather said that it was called "cheburok". What a funny name this herb has, but it smells good, I liked it. The gates at the cemetery were closed, great-grandfather opened them and we went to the grave of the great-great-grandmother Antonina Vasilyevna Golikova. Now I knew how to behave in the cemetery, greeted everyone buried here, and then greeted my great-great-grandmother, whom I had never seen, I know her only from photographs and from the stories of elders. I mentally told her how we were looking for, how we found her husband, how we went to visit him, and that we had brought lands from his grave. Everyone stood in silence, then poured everything on a handful of earth, poured water into a jar, put pies and sweets, said goodbye and began to move towards the exit. On the way, my great-grandfather showed my brother and me more graves of relatives - this is Golikov's brother Yakov Evdokimovich with his wife. When we were driving home, I realized how much the word FAMILY means. I have a good, large (227 people) family. I like to listen when the children tell me or us about this or that person from our family, only about my great-grandfather Golikov Leonid Yakovlevich you can listen for hours, but this is the next time. I want to finish my story so that people would not be afraid of difficulties and start looking for their relatives and friends right now. Search! I already found one great-great-grandfather, I will look for another!

Lev Georgievich was born on December 19, 1925. As a fifteen-year-old teenager, he went to work at a defense plant in the city of Khabarovsk, and when he was not 18 years old he volunteered for the front. Young intelligence officer L.G. Golokhvastov took part in the battles for the liberation of Belarus, Poland, took part in the battles on the territory of Germany. As an intelligence officer in the 69th Army, he reached Berlin, where in heavy battles he caused fire on himself, was seriously wounded and, subsequently, due to wounds, was recognized as a disabled person of group 2. His military path was marked with medals "For Courage", "For the Capture of Berlin", "For Victory over Germany in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945", the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree and many others. Since November 1945, Lev Georgievich lived in the village Kirovsky, Kirovsky district of Primorsky Krai, where he devoted 54 years of his life to public education, working as a drawing and sketching teacher at the Kirov secondary school. In 1948, at the House of Pioneers and Schoolchildren, Lev Georgievich organized and headed an aircraft modeling circle for 45 years, which gave many a ticket to the sky. Many of his students became pilots, aviation engineers, and V. Ponomarev became the general designer of amphibious aircraft at the design bureau named after Beriev. The development of children's tourism in the Kirovsky district is also associated with the name of Lev Georgievich Golokhvastov. Since 1954, his guys have walked the paths of V.K. Arsenyev in Primorye, visited the Volga region, Yakutia, the Seliger and Baikal lakes, won prizes at the Zonal and All-Union tourist rallies. The beauty of native nature L.G. Golokhvastov displayed many of his magnificent paintings. The artist's talent was appreciated by many residents and guests of the Kirovsky district of the Primorsky Territory and the city of Vladivostok at his personal exhibitions. By the decree of the President of the Russian Federation V.V. Putin for many years of fruitful activity in the field of culture and art, a great contribution to the strengthening of friendship and cooperation between peoples, Golokhvastov Lev Georgievich was awarded the Medal of the Order of Merit to the Fatherland, 2nd degree. Also, his work was marked with the Badge of Honor "For merits in the development of physical culture and sports", has the highest category for the position of "Teacher of additional education". All his awards are kept in the regional museum of the village of Kirovsky, Kirovsky district, Primorsky Krai, where they were transferred after his death.

Rank: Red Army soldier Type of troops: Ground Forces, Air Force (except naval aviation), coastal service, NKVD troops, border troops Subdivision: 16th Guards Rifle Karachev Order of Lenin Red Banner Order of Suvorov Division "I was killed near Rzhev, in an unmarked swamp, in an unnamed company , on the left, with a cruel raid. I did not hear the gap and did not see that flash, - Exactly into the abyss from the cliff - And neither the bottom, nor the tire. And throughout this world until the end of his days - Neither buttonhole nor stripe from my tunic ... "Author: А.Т. Tvardovsky. Until 2015, the fate of my great-grandfather was not known. On May 9, 2015, 70 years after the victory of the Soviet Army over the fascist invaders, thanks to the Memorial DB website, I learned that my great-grandfather Mikhail Fedorovich Gorelov died in the Rzhev meat grinder on July 31, 1942 at the age of 40. At that time, at home in the village of Kremenki, Diveevsky district of the Gorky region, he had wife, Gorelova Eprosinya Ivanovna, and three children: Ekaterina, Nikolai and Ivan, who were not destined to meet their father and husband from the war and the most important thing was to come to his grave. However, 73 years after the death of Mikhail Fedorovich, his great-grandchildren learned that he was buried in the village of Deshevki, Rzhevsky district, Tver region, on the southern side, 200 meters from the road in mass grave No. 3. Later, his remains were transferred to a mass grave in the village of Polunino, where, in addition to him, over 12 thousand Soviet soldiers were buried. We all studied the Battle of Stalingrad, the blockade of Leningrad in schools, but nothing was said about the Battle of Rzhev in school textbooks. The city of Rzhev by the decree of the President of the Russian Federation V.V. Putin was awarded the honorary title "City of Military Glory"only in 2007. Official sources claim that there has never been a battle in Rzhev, there were only local battles. Rzhev historians, bit by bit, have kept information for all these years, so that our descendants would know the truth. "Battle of Rzhevskaya - military operations of Soviet and German troops during the Great Patriotic War, which took place in the region of the Rzhev salient from January 5, 1942 to March 21, 1943, with intervals from one and a half to three months. Includes four offensive operations of the Soviet troops of the Western and Kalinin fronts against the German Army Group "Center", which had the goal of defeating the main forces of "Center", liberating the cities of Rzhev, Sychevka, Vyazma and thereby liquidating the Rzhev salient. It ended with the liquidation of the Rzhev salient. " "According to the statistical research of the historian G.F. Krivosheev" Russia and the USSR in the wars of the twentieth century ", irrecoverable losses (killed, died of wounds and missing, including those taken prisoner) in 1942-1943 in operations in the western direction amounted to 433,037 people, including: 1) Rzhev-Vyazemsk strategic offensive operation (January 8 - April 20, 1942) - 272 320 people. 2) The first Rzhev-Sychevsk offensive operation (July 30 - August 23, 1942) - 51 482 3) The second Rzhev-Sychevsk offensive operation (November 25 - December 20, 1942) - 70 373 people. 4) Rzhev-Vyazemsk offensive operation (March 2 - 31, 1943) - 38 862 people. " The Battle of Rzhev is the unknown battle lost by the "Marshal of Victory" G.K. Zhukov. There is an opinion that the Germans were informed in advance about the preparation of the offensive operation of the Red Army near Rzhev, the Soviet spy A. Demyanov did this at the behest of the chief of state security Lavrentiy Beria to increase confidence in himself as a reliable informant. It is no coincidence that on June 26, 1953, G.K. Zhukov volunteered to personally arrest L. Beria. During the entire Great Patriotic War I.V. Stalin went to the front only once: near Rzhev, in the village of Horoshevo, all over after the Germans were driven out of the city. It was in the village of Khoroshevo that I.V. Stalin gave a decree to hold the first fireworks in the Great Patriotic War after the liberation of the cities of Orel and Belgorod. The battle of Rzhev was also of great importance for Adolf Hitler, not in vain, when the Germans were already leaving Rzhev and blew up the bridge connecting 2 parts of the city, Hitler personally listened to the sound of the explosion by phone. In addition, the battles near Rzhev weakened the Germans, which made it possible to win the Battle of Stalingrad. "We do not wear orders of our own. All this is for you, alive. We are only glad that we fought for our motherland for a reason. Let our voice not be heard, you must know it." Author: A.T. Tvardovsky.

Alexander Alexandrovich was born in the village of Petukhovo, Perm province (in Soviet times, the Molotov region, Chernovsky district, Elshinsky village council) in the family of a middle peasant. In 1934, without completing the 5th grade of the school, he went to work as a carpenter's apprentice at the Krasnokamsk GOZNAK factory, for the construction of which his father was recruited at that time. In 1938 he was drafted into the Red Army, served in the Far East in the 42nd corps artillery regiment. Returning from the army, he continued to work at the GOZNAK factory as a paramilitary guard. Already in July 1941, he was drafted by the Krasnokamsk Military Commissariat and sent to the city of Molotov (Perm) for the courses of junior commanders, and in September 1941 he was sent to the active army. Alexander Alexandrovich went through the entire war and met its end in the city of Prague. The war left an indelible mark on the fate of members of the family of Alexander Alexandrovich. During the war, his brother Mikhail was seriously wounded and taken prisoner, until 1945 he was in a prisoner of war camp in Norway, later, he underwent a special check and was sent to live in the Kurgan region. Sister Tatiana during the war years worked in the militarized guard of the Krasnokamsk GOZNAK factory. Her fate is even more tragic. Once she, a 19-year-old girl, was a few minutes late for her shift and was detained by the chief of the guard. For such a misdemeanor, according to the laws of wartime, she was threatened with a court-martial tribunal. Without waiting for the decision of the tribunal, she shot herself with a service weapon, committing suicide. Alexander Alexandrovich was at the front at that time. Combat path of Alexander Alexandrovich: July 1941 19 th reserve rifle regiment, Molotov, junior commander courses, cadet. From 09/15/1941 to 02/15/1942 933rd artillery regiment, 377th rifle division, assistant platoon commander. From 15.02. on 20.04.1942, courses for junior lieutenants at the 59th Army, cadet. From 20.04. to 16.05.1942 845th artillery regiment, 267th rifle division, command platoon commander. From 16.05. on 06/27/1942, hospital for wounds in Borovichi, Novgorod region. From 06/27/1942 to 02/27/1943 943rd artillery regiment, 376th rifle division, fire platoon commander. From 02.27.1943 to 05.20.1945 688th artillery regiment, 239th rifle division, fire platoon commander. Demobilized in 1947, he continued to work at the Krasnokamsk GOZNAK factory, then at the Perm GOZNAK printing factory.

My grandfather, Gerasimov Grigory Grigorievich, was born on April 25, 1906 in the village of Vasilevo, Balakhninsky district of the Nizhny Novgorod province of the Russian Empire (now the city of Chkalovsk is the regional center of the Nizhny Novgorod region of Russia) in the family of the Gerasimovs Grigory Vasilyevich and Anna Stepanovna. Later, the family moved to the city of Kazan, TASSR. In 1931, after graduating from the Cheboksary Pedagogical College, Grigory Grigorievich was sent as a teacher to the village of Charly in the Takanysh region of the TASSR. The Charlene period was perhaps the brightest in his life. He loved this village, its inhabitants, its rich nature, as well as the nature and inhabitants of the neighboring village of Novotroitsk (now defunct), where he met a beautiful girl - Anna Sergeevna Kormiltseva, who became his wife and mother of his children. In the village of Charly, Gerasimov Grigory Grigorievich taught children, directly participated in the creation of the collective farms "Red October" and "New Life", carried out various public assignments, which in those days (and now the same) were entrusted to teachers, or at least never did not do without their participation. In early September 1933, Grigory Grigorievich returned to Kazan. He returned not alone, but with his wife Anna Sergeevna, whom, secretly from her parents, he took from the village of Novotroitsk. Why secretly? Everything is very simple: no matter how they respected him in those parts, they were afraid to give their daughters in marriage to city people, considering them "useless" in life, that is, not practical. In Kazan, from 1933 to 1941, Grigory Grigorievich worked at a thermal power station, then at a machine-building plant, and then at the Republican Library. His wife Anna graduated from the Kazan paramedic and obstetric school (now it is the Kazan Medical College). In 1938, the firstborn, Georgy, was born in a young family. And three years later the war began ... My grandfather was called to the front on June 24, 1941 by the Bauman District Military Commissariat of the city of Kazan, TASSR. He fought on the Western Front. He served in an artillery regiment as a battery commander, and later as a battalion commander. In January 1942, when an enemy shell hit a hut, next to which there was a gun, near which my grandfather was located, he fell asleep. During deployment, one of the soldiers saw a felt boot sticking out from under a pile of earth and bricks. The footwear of the officer corps differed from the footwear of the privates and the soldiers recognized the commander by this felt boot. They dug it open, and since it showed no signs of life, they left it at the battlefield. One of the orderlies of the funeral team, when they were picking up the bodies, noticed that one of them had a barely noticeable hand twitching. Grandpa was sent to the hospital. His wife, Anna Sergeevna, received a death notice for him. After the hospital, my grandfather returned to the front. He continued to serve in his artillery regiment. Towards autumn he had an epileptic seizure. Apparently, a severe concussion made itself felt. After the seizure recurred after a while, Grigory Grigorievich turned to the medical unit. After that he was sent on home leave, and then - to the hospital, where he was treated for a long time. In 1943 he was discharged and returned home. In the same year, the family moved to live in the Lubyany village of the Takanysh (now Kukmorsky) region of the TASSR. Despite his disability, grandfather got a job at the Voronezh Forestry Institute, which during the war was evacuated to the village of Lubyany. There he headed the military department, later moved to work at the Lubyanka Forestry Technical School, where he taught military training, physics, mathematics. Later he worked at the Lubyanka evening school from the day it was opened. Four daughters were born in the Gerasimov family: Lyudmila (1943), Valentina (1946), Galina and Natalia (1949) The eldest son George died in 1942 at the age of 4 from a transient form of tuberculosis. In 1979, grandfather and grandmother moved to live in Kazan. For military merits Grigory Grigorievich Gerasimov was awarded the Order of the Red Star, the Order of the Patriotic War of the First Degree, the medal "For Victory over Germany in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945", for labor activity after demobilization - the medal "For Valiant Labor in the Great Patriotic War 1941-1945 ", as well as jubilee medals. Grandfather died on 04.09.1996 at the age of 90. He was buried in the cemetery of the Lubyany village of the Kukmorsky district of the Republic of Tatarstan. My grandfather was an intelligent, educated person, he drew well, played the guitar, sang. He was a caring husband and a wonderful father, loving grandfather and great-grandfather. My older children still remember his instructive stories from life ... What was he like a citizen of his country? - His military and labor services to the Motherland speak volumes about this. And, perhaps, this ... Entry from the personal diary of Grigory Grigorievich Gerasimov: "April 27, 1939 Kazan Every year I forget that April 25 is my birthday and I do not celebrate this day with anything. I turned 33 a month old, and time passes quickly, and I cannot but recall my young years without some sadness.For all the years I lived, I was just learning to live, preparing for life, but did I work? Yes, I worked! I have already managed to invest a grain in socialist construction - with my diligence, two collective farms have been organized, the New Life collective farm in Charlakh and the Red October collective farm in Postnikovo, Takanysh district of the TASSR. I worked on this collective farm ("New Life"), put a lot of effort into it, and now I can say, not without pride, that these collective farms are flourishing. Yes, I am satisfied. But was that the only one I did? I look back on the path of life and see that everywhere and always I tried to be at the height of the position of a Citizen ... "Grandfather was an interesting storyteller, but he did not like to talk about the war. He never went to meetings with war veterans who were arranged in schools and other educational institutions. He thanked for the invitation and politely refused ... But until the end of his life he treasured the honor of an officer and in various difficult life situations always said: "I am a Soviet officer, how can I not act according to honor" ...

My great-grandmother was from an ordinary working-class family. Her father, Kuzma Alexandrovich Gostev, was a pimokat(maker of felt boots), and her mother, Maria Iosifovna, was engaged in the household and also rolled pimas. Great-great-grandfather learned a little to read and write, but great-great-grandmother remained illiterate. There were 14 children in the family, but 9 died while still young - five, two guys and three girls remained. My great-grandmother was average. The family of my great-grandmother left for the city of Biysk at the very end of the 20s. Dekulakization began in the Urals, and it was hungry. Great-grandfather was arrested, spent a week in prison, and when he was released, he did not wait for a second arrest, gathered his family and left for the city of Biysk. The elder brother of the great-grandmother, Gregory, together with his wife barely managed to jump out the window when they came to dispossess their family. They left for Omsk, and the great-grandfather's family settled in Biysk. Nobody was going to send my great-grandmother to school. And so she would have lived her whole life as an illiterate, like her older sister, if she had not enrolled herself in school. She was almost 10 years old at that time. Our family has preserved the report card of the student of the 4th "B" class of Guest Nadya, 13 years old, the daughter of a disabled person, a pioneer shock-drummer, who performs tasks satisfactorily. In 1938, the family of my great-grandmother moved to the city of Omsk and her whole further life was connected with this city. Great-grandmother continued her studies at school number 20 of the Stalin district of Omsk. My great-grandmother, Gosteva Nadezhda Kuzminichna, received a certificate of maturity on June 14, 1941. This document is treasured by our family. And in July she was drafted into the army. At music lessons we once sang Vadim Yegorov's song "Clouds". The teacher told us that the epigraph to this song is “Dedicated to graduates of 1941”. So my great-grandmother was a 1941 graduate. It is for her, like many boys and girls, 7 days after the prom, not only her childhood, but also her youth ended. I often think - what did my great-grandmother dream about on graduation day? Most likely she wanted to become a doctor, because I graduated from nursing courses at the same time as the 10th grade, I wanted to study further, to get married, but the Great Patriotic War left its mark on the fate of many residents of the city of Omsk, including the fate of my great-grandmother. The story of how my great-grandmother got to the Western Front, I know from childhood, it is passed down here from generation to generation. After all, thanks to chance, perhaps we were all born and our branch of the family tree continues. The whole point was that when the summons arrived, the great-grandmother was on duty at the hospital, because of this, her attendance was moved for a day on the summons. Her father brought her a summons to work with the words that although he was sick, people like him would be much more use at the front than those young and inexperienced like her. And so it happened that the mobilized group that my great-grandmother was supposed to get into went to the west, and because of her watch in the hospital, she was sent from Omsk with the next group to the east. We drove for a month in a "calf" carriage. More than anything, my great-grandmother was afraid of catching lice, so at every stop she ran with a kettle for hot water, washed her hair and combed it with a fine comb. The great-grandmother often remembered how they were all afraid to cross Lake Baikal. Arranged a watch with the girls - no one believed the foreman who accompanied them that the lake was very large and they would not sleep it. When the train arrived at its destination, all the girls were ordered to cut their hair “to the collar”. Great-grandmother recalled that a bunch of cut hair was moving from lice, and the hairdresser put her braid separately. The team in which my great-grandmother was recruited turned out to be a bath and laundry. The team leader refused to accept my great-grandmother, because he needed strong, robust women, and she was very tall, very thin, and even with glasses. The management, having learned that my great-grandmother had a 10th grade education, sent her to courses in X-ray technicians. She served as an X-ray technician until April 15, 1943, and then she was demobilized until further notice, without the right to leave the place, now not service, but work. She spoke little about these years. It was physically difficult. Shifts 12-18 hours. Many were wounded. One day the doctor called her to look at a man whose heart was on the right side. And the future singer of the Bolshoi Theater Alexander Pavlovich Ognivtsev worked as an electrician in the hospital. But most often the great-grandmother remembered Dr. Kosuha. It so happened that a nurse stole food ration cards from my great-grandmother. And before receiving the next was another week. For three days, my great-grandmother lived only on the water, and then Dr. Kosuha noticed that something was wrong with her and invited her to his office for tea and put a saucer with breadcrumbs on the table. Great-grandmother said that she ate one biscuit, then the second, and the third was ashamed to take. She remembered these two biscuits all her life.When everything was revealed, Dr. Kosuha scolded his great-grandmother for not telling him the truth. My great-grandmother was allowed to return to the city of Omsk only in September 1945. In 1949 she graduated from the Omsk Pedagogical Institute and was recruited to the Tyukalinsk school as a teacher of physics and mathematics. My grandmother's family moved to Kormilovka in 1061. Great-grandmother, Gosteva Nadezhda Kuzminichna, was hired at the Kormilovskaya 8-year school, where she worked for 15 years. In 1976 she was awarded the Veteran of Labor medal and retired.

Gorbenko Andrey Andreevich, born in 1922, a native of the Ukrainian SSR, Dnepropetrovsk region, Pokrovsky district, Kamenovaty farm. Drafted by the Konosha Militar Commissariat05/19/1942 Lieutenant, Red Navy, intelligence officer of the reconnaissance platoon of the 4th Rifle Battalion 636 Infantry Fighting Vehicle SOR SF. In 1941, by Konosha Military Commissariat he was sent to courses for radio operators in Arkhangelsk, after which he worked as the head of the radio center. From 1942 to 1945 he served in active parts of the naval forces in the Northern Fleet. In 1945 he was transferred to the South Baltic Fleet. In 1947 he was demobilized. Awards: Order of the Red Star (10/21/1943) for the fact that Comrade Gorbenko A.A. is a disciplined, brave and hardy fighter, a competent and courageous intelligence officer. In a combat operation on October 8-9, 1943, he acted in a capture group and moved first together with the Red Navy Prokhorov. While comrade Prokhorov rushed at the Germans, Comrade Gorbenko, in order to paralyze the rest of the Germans, fired a burst from a submachine gun and, throwing a grenade into the midst of the Germans, rushed to the aid of Prokhorov, from whom the German, being stronger, had a submachine gun. Comrade Gorbenko snatched a machine gun from the enemy, helped Comrade Prokhorov quickly deal with the enemy and together dragged the prisoner. Despite the strong enemy machine-gun and mortar fire, Comrade Gorbenko ensured the delivery of the prisoner to his location (from the military performance to the award). Medal "For Courage" (06.11.1944) for the fact that Comrade. Gorbenko A.A. a brave and experienced scout. During the landing, he showed himself to be extremely brave, courageous and proactive. In intelligence, he has always been a guide. Acting at night in difficult mountainous terrain, he correctly led the platoon in the indicated direction. During the battle, he was always the first to rush at the enemy, ruthlessly destroying him. During the assault on one of the strongholds on 10/11/1944, Comrade Gorbenko crawled forward and destroyed the sniper with fire from a machine gun and exclaimed: "Hurray!" rushed to the enemy, dragging the Red Navy men to storm the strongpoint, thereby securing the capture of the hill. In battle 10/13/1944 for Paravaara point, comrade Gorbenko with an exclamation: "Forward, sailors!" the first to break into the enemy's location and shoot 4 Germans point-blank (from the military presentation for the award); medal "For the Defense of the Soviet Arctic" · Medal "For the Victory over Germany in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945."

Always, at all times, Russian soldiers honorably performed their sacred duty to the Motherland. Poems, songs, books were written about them. There are very few heroes of the last war left. And in the festive columns, which in every village of our region are moving towards the Eternal Flame to honor the memory of the veterans of the Great Patriotic War. According to the chairman of the district council of veterans G.I. Zavalikhin, there will be only 56, gray-haired, hunched over, barely holding a step and straightening his shoulders and chest, weighed down by military orders and medals. Nikolai Ivanovich Gunko, our legendary compatriot-scout, will not be in their ranks, he remained in the hearts of relatives and friends, in a portrait on the Walk of Fame and in a modest light brown booklet, only 176 pages, which I now hold in my hands. "A story about a regimental intelligence officer" - this is how Alexander Skrabtsov, a correspondent of the regional newspaper "Selskaya Nov’", a member of the Union of Journalists of Russia, called his story. On the cover there is a portrait of a man with an open, cheerful look, exactly the same one is on the Walk of Fame. On the combat account of Nikolai Ivanovich there are more than 150 "languages", legends were made about the scout, the Nazis promised a large reward for his head, and his comrades in arms called him "Cat-2" / The author wrote his story during the hero's lifetime: this is a series of essays telling about N. Gunko as a soldier, intelligence officer, person. Sometimes A. Skrabtsov shifts the chronology of events, includes the memories of the protagonist, his fellow soldiers, but this only helps to reveal the character of Nikolai Ivanovich deeper. And before us stands, like a living, simple guy from a rural outback, a little above average height, dark-skinned, ordinary, only the look of his brown eyes, according to his friends, remained mocking and even insolent until the last days of his life. In the second essays, from the episode when Gunko woke up in June 1941 in a trench, buried alive with earth, and until the moment when the gallant soldier, who had finished counting with the war, got off the train at a small steppe station, the author proves to the readers that intelligence- this is not a daring walk, but a hard, dangerous military work that requires a person of remarkable intelligence, ingenuity, resourcefulness, determination and, of course, courage. In the hero of the essays, the scout Nikolai Ivanovich Gunko, these qualities were manifested most clearly. He, who grew up in a village, among wildlife, was very useful at the front with the ability to observe, understand nature, listen to it, helped him navigate in the rain and fog, in a blizzard and pitch darkness in his night search. He felt his unity with the land in the forests of Belarus, the steppes of Ukraine and the Kuban, in the mountains of Crimea. This relationship helped him survive and not get lost surrounded by enemies, escape from the concentration camp, go out to his own. And it’s not easy to get out: Nikolai Ivanovich and his comrades brought the traitor, the chief of police, brought the documents of the Germans killed or in a difficult return. Resourcefulness and courage helped him to pull out from under the very nose of the Germans a wounded pilot who had landed by parachute in a neutral zone, which was shot by enemies; to seize as a language not only all the forward security of the Romanians, but also to take away the German field kitchen with still hot porridge, to hijack the Opel with the commander-general of the enemy tank division. In the most risky situations, the scouts led by N. Gunko came out to the victors, remembering the words of Lieutenant General Neverov, with which he accompanied him on deadly missions: "I order everyone to return alive." Unfortunately, it was not always possible to carry out this order. Nikolai Ivanovich lost his comrades in arms, mercilessly avenged them and remembered them all his life. “If the fellow soldiers who fought to death in an unequal battle in June 1941,” wrote A. Skrebtsov, stood up from their graves, he could honestly look them in the eye and say: I avenged you guys. After all, it was he who was entrusted with the Red Banner, sending a group of scouts to Sevastopol, still occupied by the enemy, in order to erect the highest building on the roof. This heroic soldier was an amazing person. Once in the Dnipropetrovsk region he brought an orphan-gypsy Nikolai Kozorez, still a teenager, to a reconnaissance platoon, and said to the disgruntled commander: “All nations are in the platoon, but there is no gypsy. An excellent scout will come out. " And I was not mistaken in my forecast. Fiercely hating the Nazis, mercilessly avenging them for their desecrated native land, for their dead friends, shares his lunch (bread and stew) with a hungry German prisoner. Throughout the war, Nikolai Gulko walked from the western border to the Caucasus Mountains and again to the west, to Libava, on mortally dangerous missions he did not hesitate, and only after returning from the war, he said to his mother's question: “True, mother, and that which kept Throughout the war, letters from the command, with gratitude, newspaper clippings with articles about the brave, fearless intelligence officer, I thought to myself: “Is this my fearless Kolyushka? Yes, wasn't he until the age of fifteen he was afraid to approach the hemp in the garden - why should the mermaid tickle? And how he hurried to his mother, to home, to peaceful labor on a rainy evening of the first post-war autumn!Having got off the train, he refused the invitation of the station attendant to wait out the bad weather in the waiting room: “Fifty kilometers is not a thousand, father. And what is pouring from the sky ... it's water, not bombs. " Leaving thousands of kilometers of military roads behind him, it was with the road that he tied his fate in peacetime. And sometimes in the rain, ice, in a blizzard and snowstorm road foreman Nikolai Gunko was at the post, he knew every bump on his section of the Stavropol-Rostov highway by eye and touch. That's what he called her: "my road." He is looking at her even now from a marble monument standing at the southern hedge of a rural cemetery that approaches the highway itself. Those who know him from work come here, friends, drivers of transport companies, schoolchildren, fighting friends-comrades-in-arms, bring flowers. How many of them, modest obelisks in the vastness of Russia! The people beneath them have become legend. Remember them! After all, memory is the immortality of humanity. And we will pick up this banner of memory of the defenders of the Fatherland, the banner of the Glory of the Russian Land and carry it on, passing it on to descendants through the centuries of the third millennium.

Type of troops: Signal troops. Goloshchapov Mikhail Konstantinovich was born on December 12, 1925 in the village of Krasny Yar, Astrakhan Region. Soon after his birth, the family moved to the village of Lebyazhye, Volodarsky district, Astrakhan region, where he went to school. He graduated from only 6 classes and began to help his parents: with his father they went hunting, fishing. When the Great Patriotic War began, his father, Konstantin Alexandrovich Goloshchapov, was taken to the front. And on February 15, 1942, Mikhail Konstantinovich himself was drafted into military service and sent to the unit. At that time he was only 16 years old. A mother with her two youngest daughters remained at home. Mikhail Konstantinovich was enlisted as a sniper, as he knew how to shoot well, in the 190th Reserve Rifle Regiment, which was part of the 64th Army under the command of Lieutenant General Shumilov. In the summer of 1942, the 64th Army was sent to defend Stalingrad. During the Battle of Stalingrad, Mikhail Konstantinovich, with a sniper rifle in his hands, defended the city from enemies. During the battle for the mill, he was wounded by a shell burst. One of its fragments hit him in the neck. With this splinter, he went through the entire war and lived his whole life until his death. After the liberation of Stalingrad, the 64th Army was renamed the 7th Guards Army and transferred to the Kursk Bulge. After being wounded, my great-grandfather returned to the front lines again. He was transferred to the 133rd Separate Communications Battalion as a cable telephone operator. So, as a signalman, he met Victory Day in 1945. After the Kursk Bulge, Mikhail Konstantinovich, as part of his battalion, crossed the Dnieper River. He swam across the Dnieper, under continuous enemy fire, holding a coil with a cable in his teeth in order to establish communication. And it's on a cold October night in icy water! It was a real feat, thanks to which the connection between the left and right banks of the Dnieper was restored. By the decision of the command, Mikhail Konstantinovich Goloshchapov was awarded the Order of the Red Star on November 1, 1943. In 1944, the 7th Guards Army became part of the 1st Ukrainian Front and entered the territory of Romania. Here a major battle took place near Lake Balaton, which went down in history as the Yassy-Kishinev operation. After Romania, Mikhail Konstantinovich ended up in Bulgaria. And he learned about the Victory while in Austria. For the Victory over Nazi Germany he was awarded a medal on May 8, 1946. At the end of the war, Mikhail Konstantinovich was sent to serve in Zaporozhye.

Rank: Lieutenant Military Branch: Ground forces, Air force (except naval aviation), coast service, NKVD troops, border guards. I present material about my father, a veteran of the great Patriotic War, Gorodetsky Joseph Moiseevich.The notes in parentheses are mine.Joseph Moiseevich Gorodetsky, cinematographer, journalist, playwright, during the great Patriotic war, served in the 31st army with the military rank of Lieutenant of the guard. He was twice wounded, but did not fight for long: after being seriously wounded on March 29, 1942, he became disabled in the second world war. Therefore, there are few military awards. In 1946 he was awarded the medal "for valiant labor in the great Patriotic War of 1941-1945", in 1965 – the order of the Red Star, in 1974 – the Badge of the veteran of the 31st army, in 1976-the honorary badge "Veteran of the 247th Roslavl rifle division". Member of the Union of cinematographers of the USSR and the Ukrainian SSR (Ukraine). I. M. Gorodetsky was born on July 5, 1911 in Fastov near Kiev, and died on August 24, 1994 in Kiev. He spent his childhood, youth, and adolescence in Kiev. In Penza, my father worked as the head of the newsreel correspondent station of the Kuibyshev newsreel Studio (i.e., as a cameraman) from 1959 to 1970 prior to his retirement. He returned to his native city of Kiev from Penza in 1977, where he lived until his death at the age of 83. In Kiev, dad was honored by veterans of the Great Patriotic war, members of the Union of cinematographers of Ukraine, neighbors and children. The urn with the dad's ashes was brought from Kiev to Penza, and we buried it in the Novozapadny cemetery. Dad studied in Kiev at a regular school, skipped classes, repeatedly stayed in the second year and by the age of 15 he finished only 4 classes. He joined the labor exchange for teenagers and entered the school-factory No. 3 in Kiev for plumbing. In the fall of 1930 - a 4th-year student of the labor faculty at the evening industrial Institute (studied and worked as a locksmith at the Krasny Plowman factory). On December 31, 1931, he was enrolled as a student of the faculty of cinematography at the Institute of cinematography. He graduated from the Kiev Institute of cinematography, as it is written in the diploma "course of study in February 1936 as a newsreel operator", and received a higher education when he was 25. Both my father's Institute diploma and the certificate of graduation from the factory school have been preserved. All his life, his father worked in cinematography as a cinematographer of scientific, popular science films and newsreels.Dad was drawn to writing since he was a teenager, tried to write. He was constantly engaged in self-education, studied not only the Russian language, literature, but also read a lot and knew about history, art, etc. He has published three one-act plays for Amateur performances and therefore there is a small article about him in the book of the Penza writer-local historian O. Savin "Penza literary". His two passions are cinema and literature, i.e. writing. Even at the front, in hospitals, my father conceived the plots of future novels, novels, even wrote something, but it did not survive. My father was an excellent publicist, my father's journalism was very good, and his articles were always published in the Newspapers. The theme was always the same-Cinema! His typewritten manuscript "Untwisted tape", autobiographical, about his work as a cinematographer and "operator of the corps", has been preserved. Very well written, interesting. But my father did not publish these works.Here is the full text of the article "25 years with a movie camera" from the newspaper "Penzenskaya Pravda", July 1961. "On the credits of the film magazine" Volga region " Penza viewers often meet the name of the operator Gorodetsky-a film correspondent in our region.Yesterday, the staff of the Kuibyshev Studio of chronicle and documentary films celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of cinematographer Joseph Moiseevich Gorodetsky and the 25th anniversary of his work in cinema.A quarter of a century ago, Former locksmith I. Gorodetsky was awarded a diploma of graduation from the Kiev State film Institute. Since then, his restless but exciting work in documentary films has begun. With a movie camera, I. Gorodetsky traveled almost the entire Soviet Union. He took pictures in the mines of Donbass, the blast furnaces of Magnitogorsk, in the Sands of the Karakum mountains, on lake Baikal and in the steppes of Bashkiria, shot under water and in the air. Iosif Moiseevich is the author of hundreds of stories for newsreels and the operator of twelve chronicle-documentaries.The burning desire to respond to the most important events in the life of our country and convey them in expressive newsreel frames to the people led the cameraman Gorodetsky to the fields, factories and mines, where the labor heroism of the Soviet people was born. His footage of the beetroot-five-thousand Maria Demchenko, tractor driver Pasha Angelina and driver Peter Krivonos, with Chelyuskintsy and papanintsy entered the film chronicle of the construction of socialism in our country."I will add that my father shot the famous Donetsk miner Stakhanov in the 30s, and a photo of them together has been preserved.Wikipedia lists my father's filmography - 20 films (from 1935 to 1967), and says that "from 1932 to 1941-operator of the Ukrkinohroniki studios in Kharkiv and Kiev". From this Studio in November 1936 he was drafted into the Army, in the Red Army (Workers 'and peasants' Red Army). The service took place in Zhitomir (Ukraine) He served in a military unit in a communications battalion for 13 months. He was discharged from the army in December 1937 with the rank of communications platoon commander. And since January 9, 1938, my father again works at Ukrkinochronika as a technical control operator, an assistant operator.In June 1939, he was transferred to the Donetsk newsreel correspondent station in Stalino (now Donetsk) as a cameraman. There he met his future wife-our mother.In the spring of 1941 my father was sent to work in a Novosibirsk Studio that serves a huge area of Siberia – the Krasnoyarsk territory, the Altai territory, the Novosibirsk and Omsk regions. Only two cameramen and an assistant worked there, so my father was sent to strengthen the film Studio. Leaving his young wife, with whom he lived for only one year, in Stalino, "I went to the Krasnoyarsk territory for a month and a half. I shot a number of stories that I was not happy with and returned to Novosibirsk...a few days later the war began. As a reserve commander, I was conscripted into the Army" (From the autobiographical story about the work of the cameraman " Gorodetsky I. Untwisted tape"). On July 7, 1941, he was assigned to the 247th rifle division. "On the ninth of July, I was already on a train carrying thousands of commanders and privates to the West. I managed to shoot several stories about the work of the rear for the needs of the front, including a story about the preparation of sandruzhinnits(member of a medical detachment). Everyone who went to the front thought about the battles and those who stayed at home. I imagined how my comrades in the Ukrainian Studio were shooting military operations, and lamented the fate that never left me to shoot military operations. The train stopped for a short time and raced to the front, followed by residents of cities and villages, shouting after us the words: "Smash the enemy!» More than two hundred cameramen filmed the war, and I was at war. Many creative workers of the Soviet cinematography fought and not all returned to the Studio pavilions." ("Untwisted feed").From November 1, 1941-father in the 119th rifle division of the 421st rifle regiment. He was awarded the military rank of "Lieutenant".At the front, I. M. Gorodetsky kept a diary, although this was forbidden. It is preserved, but it is very difficult to read the faded lines. Here are excerpts from it. "As commander of wireless platoon, I was taken to the political Department of the division, as an expert on the movie, it is placed at the disposal of the divisional chief club political instructor Royfe". It is noteworthy that not only members of the Communist party served in the political Department, but also non-party members like my father."8.9.41. When you drive in a car on country roads, I remember the roads of Donbass, when I went to the shooting. Themes and episodes are created. But everything on paper doesn't fit. Work consumes thoughts. I want to accumulate material, but such material that would serve for short stories and a big novel. The whole body, brain, and thoughts turned to stone. There is no homesickness, for I have not had my own corner for 6 years, and therefore there is no attachment. I don't even miss my wife. Our separation is inevitable. Time is such that it is impossible to live as they lived before. And I feel that I have no cowardice and no fear of death. For only the brave, who, I would say, have the courage that comes not from character, but from consciousness, can win. Of course, no one wants to die. But you can't be afraid of death.9.9.41. Is it Possible to compare the actions of the fascists with the middle ages? No! A soldier raped a pregnant woman who had several hours left before giving birth. How can you forgive the youngsters? The officer raped a 12-year-old girl and killed her. Are these people?! Here's a German soldier, 22 years old. He learned in the 8th grade that there is a USSR. Is this a person who doesn't know where the country that occupies 1/6 of the earth is located? The officers in the dugouts were comfortable. They "decorated" their lairs with furniture and curtains stolen from their homes. However, right there in the dugout there lived an orderly, in a dirty wet hole. Now these "heroes" are captured, and the rest have escaped.20.9.41. The Wind has subsided, and we are going again. And again we give a session. The Germans are all raging. Children are thrown into bonfires and killed. The Newspapers report that our troops entered Tageran (the name is fictitious).11.10.41. We are 9 km from Rzhev in the morning. Just arrived to Rzhev saw the mass of troops who were sent to Rzhev (text illegible.). Bombs exploded over Rzhev. Dive bombers did what they wanted. You don't recognize the city. Fleeing from the bombs, we stopped on one of the streets and hid in the doorways. Explosions, whistling bombs. For about ten minutes the pandemonium continued. Then drive. The bridge is intact. There are corpses and wounded people on the roads. Bombed all the way. Stopped. Finally we stopped on the outskirts of a village 25 km from Rzhev. We spent the night, and in the morning went to the forest 800 m from the village. All-day go carts to (text illegible.), the population of Rzhev and surrounding area. Bombing, the village caught fire." On January 13, 1942, my father was shot in the right shoulder: a shrapnel wound. The entry in the front of the diary: "January 13, 1942 I started making a note. I had just finished when I received the order to March. I led the companies. Gave direction and lay down next to Kovalev, Barkov and Kombat 2. The enemy began to throw mines. They tore around us. Then something hit me in the shoulder. I screamed. The thought "I'm hurt" flashed through my mind. There was no great pain, but the shoulder was covered with blood. I went to the rear. But I couldn't find my way. It is good that the orderly brought me to BMP No. 3, and there, having given the gun to G. (text illegible.), I took a cart 2 km to the PPM(anti personal mine) tent. I got a dressing. The shard went right through my shoulder and stuck out. From the tent, I walked 8 km, and then drove a few km to the PPM. From there, the car was taken to the sanbat(medical battalion). They gave me an injection and took out the shard." First, dad was treated in a medical unit, then on February 3, 42, he was transferred to a hospital in Moscow, then to Vladimir. From the front diary: "21.3.42. Here I am in the reserve of the K/n (command) composition of the Zap. FR. (Western front). During this time, I left Moscow ... 20/3 went to K ...20/3 arrived in K. I registered and found myself in the 1st platoon of the 1st company…By order of the NKO(People’s Commissariat of Defence) in Pravda for 18/3, our 119 division was renamed the 17th guards. This made me very happy.""25.3.42 Let's go. We drove through Moscow via Varshavskoe highway and arrived in Podolsk in the evening. Today we are going to the unit. The path is littered with wire barriers, pillboxes, it is abundantly littered with enemy tanks, which stick out like dead towers from the snow."And on March 29, 1942, my father was wounded in the stomach. At the time of this injury, he was a senior adjutant of the guards rifle regiment battalion. Only 16 days passed between the discharge from the hospital on March 13 and the second injury! This injury made him disabled for life, but the main thing is that he survived!In May, my father was transferred to a hospital in Achinsk, Krasnoyarsk territory, where he stayed until September 42. After being discharged from the hospital, I came to Novosibirsk, immediately went to the Novosibirsk film Studio, where I learned about the death of my colleagues at the front. He writes in his diary that here in Siberia, you don't feel that there is a war going on, there are a lot of well-dressed civilians. And dad calls them "rear rats" with disdain. From the hospital, he was sent to Stalinabad (now Dushanbe, the capital of Tajikistan). Shortly before his arrival in Stalinabad, his wife arrived from Krasnoyarsk, who accompanied her wounded brother Boris here after the Krasnoyarsk hospital. Finally, our (then-future) parents met, parting in 1941.After a serious injury, my father is sent here for treatment, but, of course, not to a sanatorium or resort. In Stalinabad, my father gets a job as a military instructor at a secondary school, then in March 1943. he was appointed a lecturer in the Department of military disciplines at the Tajik medical Institute, and from March 18, 1944, was dismissed from his post for health reasons. In the spring of 1944, my father was called to Kiev and from may he worked as a cameraman for the newsreel Studio of Ukrkinohroniki in Chernivtsi (Western Ukraine, now Chernivtsi). I went to the shooting with a gun – Bandera men were operating in the woods. From April 1945 to may 1948, he worked as a cinematographer in Voroshilovgrad (now Luhansk). Then there was work at various film studios: Frunze, Ashgabat, Sverdlovsk, Kuibyshev, in different cities of our vast country. The last place of work was Penza, which my father loved, and he was well known and respected. Although many years have passed, there are still people who remember him.I can write and talk a lot about my father, and I'm proud of him. He was a hard worker in every sense of the word. Never idle. In Penza after retirement, and even before, he gave lectures on cinema from the society "Knowledge", wrote articles, autobiographical materials. Erudition, vivid presentation of both oral and written material, and an extraordinary memory distinguished dad. After moving to Kiev, he also did public work for the Union of cinematographers, and continued to work on his notes. He was a tall, handsome, athletic man. Despite his serious injury, he was very mobile, carrying a heavy tripod and a movie camera himself, although he had an assistant. Even at the age of 50-55, he could do a handstand, setting an example for us children.He rarely spoke about the war, and told little. In 1975, we celebrated the 30th anniversary of Victory at home and watched a concert on TV. Mark Bernes sang "Cranes". Dad sat in the back. I happened to look back and saw him crying softly. After many years at the wedding of the granddaughter,father among the fun was asked to sing the same song...Frequent travel, change of residence did not prevent his father from collecting and preserving his archive - documents, photos of people with whom his creative life brought together, relatives, acquaintances, letters from the front, telegrams of the war and post-war years on music paper, on invoices (there was a shortage of paper in that time), newspaper clippings, otes, letters. Now this archive is with me, his daughter.

Rank: Senior sergeant Type of troops: Artillery. Gusev Nikolai Andreevich - commander of the reconnaissance department of the headquarters battery of the 853rd artillery regiment (263rd Sivash rifle division, 2nd Guards Army, 1st Baltic Front), senior sergeant - at the time of presentation to rewarding with the Order of Glory, 1st degree. Born May 9, 1920 in the village of Vonyavino, now the Puchezhsky district of the Ivanovo region, in a peasant family. After graduating from the Segotsky incomplete secondary school, he came to the village of Bolshie Dvory, Pavlovo-Posad district, Moscow region. He graduated from the school of factory apprenticeship at the flax mill, worked as an assistant to the foreman of weaving at the mill. The Pavlov Posad city military registration and enlistment office was drafted into the Red Army in September 1940. He graduated from the school for junior commanders. He met the beginning of the Great Patriotic War at the northern borders of his homeland, in Karelia. For two years he fought in the Arctic, defended the Murmansk railway. Sergeant Gusev became the commander of the artillery reconnaissance department, obtained a lot of information about the location of Mannerheim's units, their firing positions. In 1943, the unit in which Sergeant Gusev fought was transferred to Ukraine. In November 1943, Sergeant Gusev took part in the crossing of two guns of the heavy battery and the property of the headquarters battery through the Sivash. He crossed the cold water of the Sivash three times - a total of more than six hours. Quickly occupying the observation post, Gusev spotted a number of targets, ensuring their destruction. For this he was presented to the first military award - the Order of the Red Star. In the spring of 1944, in the battles for the liberation of the Crimea, the artillery reconnaissance officer Gusev followed in the front lines of the infantry. In April 1944, during the fighting on the outskirts of the city of Sevastopol, he discovered firing positions of 3 artillery and 4 mortar batteries, 12 machine guns and 7 dugouts. All of them were suppressed or destroyed during fire training. By order of the troops of the 263rd Infantry Division of April 28, 1944, Sergeant Gusev Nikolai Andreevich was awarded the Order of Glory, 3rd degree. (N36118). On one of the streets of liberated Sevastopol, the regiment commander, Major Kozyrenko, in front of the regiment's formation at the deployed banner of the unit, attached two orders to the tunic of a brave scout at once - the Red Star and Glory of the 3rd degree. After the completion of the Crimean operation, the 263rd Infantry Division was transferred to Belarus. Senior Sergeant Gusev took part in the battles for the liberation of the Belarusian cities of Orsha, Vitebsk, Polotsk, fought in the Baltics. In the battles for the liberation of Lithuania and during the pursuit of the enemy in East Prussia from October 5 to 11, 1944, Gusev was constantly at an observation post in the forward infantry units and corrected the battery fire. The regimental commander, presenting senior sergeant Gusev for the award, wrote: "Under enemy fire, he found and spotted: 4 enemy artillery batteries, 3 separate guns, 3 mortar batteries, 5 machine guns. By precise targeting, senior sergeant Gusev assisted in breaking through the enemy's defenses and capturing the fortified line by infantry with small losses ... By the order on the troops of the 2nd Guards Army dated November 19, 1944, Sergeant Gusev Nikolai Andreevich was awarded the Order of Glory, 2nd degree (N10961). In the first half of February 1945, on the outskirts of the city of Granz (East Prussia ) Senior Sergeant Gusev, on his personal initiative, moved ahead of the infantry battle formations.During continuous six-hour observation, he discovered enemy fire weapons and adjusted the fire of our batteries to destroy a six-barreled mortar, a mortar battery, several machine guns and until the enemy infantry platoon together with the infantry repelled the enemy counterattack, destroying from l personal weapons up to ten Nazis. During the second counterattack, he remained at his observation post and when the Nazis broke through to it, he caused battery fire on himself, which helped to repel the enemy's counterattack and restore the situation. By the decree of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR of April 19, 1945, for exceptional courage,valor and fearlessness shown in battles with the Nazi invaders, senior sergeant Gusev Nikolai Andreevich was awarded the Order of Glory, 1st degree (N1886). Became a full Knight of the Order of Glory. He celebrated Victory Day in Konigsberg (now Kaliningrad). After the war he continued to serve in the army. He was demobilized in 1946. He returned to the city of Pavlovsky Posad. In 1954, on the job, he graduated from the All-Union Correspondence College of Textile and Light Industry in Moscow. Until 1980 he worked as an assistant foreman at a flax mill. He lived in the village of Bolshie Dvory, Pavlovo-Posad region. Died August 28, 1990. He was buried in the cemetery of the village of Bolshie Dvory. He was awarded the Orders of the Patriotic War of the 1st and 2nd degree, the Red Star (11/12/1943), Glory of the 3rd degree, medals.

Gorbenko Aleksey Sergeevich was drafted into the Army on September 17, 1940 in the 82nd auto battalion at the Kola station near Murmansk, thus, on the front of the Patriotic War from June 22, 1941. He served as a driver, delivered ammunition to the front edge of the 14th division, the 14th Army in the Murmansk direction. In December 1942 he was sent to study in the 10th separate reserve tank battalion. After graduation in May 1943, he was sent to the Karelian front in the Kandalaksha direction in the 88th separate tank regiment as a mechanic driver of a T-34 tank. Rank – Sergeant. Alexei Sergeevich recalled: "In September 1944, before our offensive, regimental reconnaissance was sent to the rear of the enemy, and with it 5-6 men of tank drivers were to be sent to map the route of the passage of tanks during the offensive of our Army at liquidation of the Karelian front. We "walked" in the enemy's rear for 8 days and we, the tankers, mapped the probable routes for the passage of tanks.We "walked" along the rear of the enemy for 8 days and we, the tankers, mapped the probable routes for the passage of tanks. When returning from the rear of the enemy, in the neutral zone, our reconnaissance met with enemy reconnaissance and an unequal fleeting battle ensued. Enemy intelligence outnumbered our group by 2-3 times.. Then our commander on the radio called his "fire on himself", what began here ... Shells, our shells, mowed down everyone in a row and thinned scouts, ours and the enemy, got out in different directions .. And beyond the hill we, who survived, but completed the assigned task, were met by comrades in arms and a brass band.In the fall of 1944, the task was set to eliminate the enemy throughout Karelian front. Heavy battles unfolded, the Finns fiercely resisted. On the Alakurti-Vaidalakht direction there was a very rocky terrain, poor maneuverability of T-34 tanks, but our tank regiment was moving forward with battles. During the next attack I was wounded, and after providing first aid, I was sent to the hospital in Kandalaksha. In the hospital, they did not operate on me and said that the fragments would be removed after the war if you stay alive, and now, after cosmetic treatment, go to the front (these fragments are still in my body - two in the right lung and one under the cervical vertebra). My treatment was not over yet, and our tank regiment was loading on the railway at the Kandalaksha station. The task was completed in our direction, the enemy was defeated, and Finland ended the war. I asked the head of the hospital to be discharged so that I could return to my native tank regiment again. I was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule, and I am in my regiment ... They will take us by rail, no one knows where, to which front ... but they took us across all of Motherland, Russia, ... They brought our tank regiment to Western Ukraine at Sandomierz a foothold on the Western Vistula on the 1st Ukrainian Front, commanded by our fellow countryman I.S.Konev. Our tank regiment under its own power drove to this bridgehead. We drove at night, a very dense forest and all along, and this is about 15-17 km, there were camouflaged gun crews of various calibers from long-range guns to direct-fire gun batteries, as well as mortars and Katyushas. In general, as there were tree trunks, there were so many different tools. Our hearts were filled with pride for our Motherland! As I said, we arrived at the Sandomierz bridgehead of the 1st Ukrainian Front at the end of December 1944, and on January 11, 1945, an order was given to advance along the entire front. But first of all, at 3 hours 40 minutes on 11.01.45, artillery preparation began along the entire front and it lasted 40 minutes, after which it gradually shifted firing deep into enemy territory. And our regiment, during the artillery preparation, moved to the leading edge and concentrated on the starting position. This was the first time I saw such a powerful artillery preparation, and it was not individual shots that fired, but a continuous hum with continuous tracks from Katyusha shells. Our tank regiment was tasked with making a passage in the enemy's defense, the so-called corridor, along which the III Panzer Army of Commander Rybalko would go. What is "to make a passage" - it means with your body to blow up all anti-tank mines and land mines that remained after the artillery barrage. And we have fulfilled our task. In my thirty-four, I blew up two anti-tank mines, but I blew myself up. A mine tore out the landing hatch under the gunner, radio operator Ivan Buryak, and tore off both of his legs and tore the right track. And right there, into the formed corridor, the Third Panzer Army rushed. It was necessary to see how hundreds and hundreds of tanks and self-propelled guns for 3-4 hours walked forward along the formed corridor, which was made by our tank regiment. For this operation I was awarded the Order of the Patriotic War of the II degree. I met the end of the war in Klausberg in Germany. In addition to the orders of "Patriotic War I degree", "Patriotic War II degree" he was awarded medals - "For Victory over Germany", - "For the Defense of the Soviet Arctic", - jubilee medals and - "Letter of thanks" by Marshal of the Soviet Union Comrade I. Konev . "February 1998.

My father is a native of village Berdinish of the Kaslinsky district of the Chelyabinsk region - Gubaev N.M. lived a difficult but long, interesting and happy life. He grew up an orphan with relatives in the village Sary (Sarino) of the Kunashak district of the Chelyabinsk region. He managed to study well and earn extra money from early spring to late autumn. From this village he was escorted to the war in the summer of 1942. After a short course, he was sent to the first place of service - to accompany captured Nazis to Stalingrad. Already here he encountered the insolence and audacity of the Germans. The captured Germans, apparently, still believed in their indispensable victory and considered the captivity an accident. Despite his small stature compared to the sometimes two-meter Germans, he managed to teach them a lesson and take control of the situation. Dad grew up in difficult conditions of famine in the 1930s. When his mother died at 32, he worked, went in for sports, and was strong physically and mentally. At the age of 18, he swam across Lake Kaldy, near which the village is located. It was hard for the Soviet soldier in the infantry: many kilometers of marches with full weapons. But thanks to good physical shape, my father was on a par with everyone. He survived everything, conquered everything. In addition to physical exertion, mental loads cannot be compared, when after the mortar fire 3 people remained from the company. Including my father. When, during the minutes of such fire, black-haired youths became completely gray ... He went a long way as a warrior: from the gates of Stalingrad to Germany. He took part in many major battles. He fought on the Kursk Bulge - in the Belgorod - Kharkov direction. In the battles near Merefa, he was seriously wounded in the chest. In the area of the shoulder blades, a deep indentation remained for life, and on X-rays - a rectangular clear trace of a fragment. He was repeatedly wounded. But he got up again. The picture shows him in 1945 in Breslau. But even after the victory, for many months (until April 1946) he participated in the defeat of the Bandera gangs. Father until the end of his days loved and remembered his mother warmly. He loved children very much. With what bitterness he told us about the children released in the death camps. How afraid they were to believe they were released. They timidly touched his greatcoat ... Already in our time there were always sweets for children in his pockets. Dad talked a lot about the war. But, I think that he kept silent about many things, so as not to hurt us. Because the war is much more terrible and dirtier than one can talk about it ... Therefore, the message is so clear to us: "If only there was no war ..."

Rank: Foreman. Type of troops: Aviation. Subdivision: 224th Assault Aviation Zhmerinskaya Red Banner Division. Gugnyaev Viktor Vasilievich. Born on July 7, 1923 at Michurinsk 2 station, Tambov region in a worker's family. In 1940 he entered the Michurinsky flying club. In 1941 he graduated from the 10th grade of secondary school No. 58, after graduation he was enrolled as a cadet in the aviation school of pilots in the city of Kirsanov, Tambov region. In January 1942, due to the disbandment, he was redirected to the Troitrkaya School of Mechanics for Armament, from which he graduated in November 1942. Upon completion, he was sent to the front and fought in the 289th Red Banner Assault Aviation Regiment as an air gunner. In World War II since December 1942. - Western Front, from 24.06.1944. - 1 Belorussian Front, from 08/01/1944. - 2 Belorussian Front. In battle, he showed courage and valor, was circumspect, warned pilots in a timely manner about the appearance of enemy forces. When performing a combat mission for reconnaissance and hunting, he helped the pilot a lot in restoring his orientation and giving information about the location of enemy troops. On August 7, 1943, he made two successful combat missions for hunting and reconnaissance in the crew of the regiment's navigator. He destroyed and damaged a vehicle with military cargo with machine-gun fire, destroyed 6 soldiers and officers, and suppressed the fire of one anti-aircraft point. On August 22, 1943, he made one successful reconnaissance and hunting mission to the Shklov area, destroyed and damaged 4 carts, suppressed the fire of one anti-aircraft point, and killed 5 soldiers. On June 25, 1944, he made three successful sorties in the crew of the navigator of the regiment to reconnoitre the enemy's manpower and equipment. Machine-gun fire destroyed and damaged 3 vehicles with military cargo, destroyed up to 15 soldiers and officers, suppressed the fire of one anti-aircraft point. In the Zambrovskoy operation, in the crew of the navigator of the regiment, he made 13 successful sorties, of which 5 flew to reconnaissance of enemy troops. In this operation, 2 times repelled the attacks of enemy fighters, suppressed the fire of two anti-aircraft points, damaged 3 vehicles with manpower and enemy property, destroyed up to 10 soldiers. In the last battles, he made 16 successful sorties into enemy territory in the crew of the flight commander, Lieutenant Ustinov. On February 15, 1945, while carrying out a combat mission, the plane got into intense fire from enemy anti-aircraft artillery, the gunner's cabin was riddled with shrapnel, despite this it continued to shoot at enemy anti-aircraft points guarding the bridges over the Vistula River and the city of Grudziadz. On February 28, 1945 he made 2 successful sorties to the Gramenets-Gross area, Tikhov. In the first sortie, the group stormed a convoy of 30 vehicles with enemy manpower, and knocked out one vehicle with a machine-gun burst. On the second departure to the railway the station Gross-Tikhov with machine-gun fire from a low-level flight fired at a steam locomotive and fuel tanks, as a result of the actions of the group in the echelon, strong explosions and fire occurred. On April 22, 1945, performing a mission in pairs at low level flight, the aircraft were met in the Storkov-Ladentin area with strong fire from up to five anti-aircraft artillery batteries. The plane was hit by a direct hit of a projectile, but despite strong fire, he quickly opened the door to the armor, assessed the damage to the control cables and immediately reported the damage to his commander, who brought the plane to his airfield and safely landed. On April 23, 1945, in the Radekov-Schoenfeld area, during the second approach to the target, the group was attacked by two FV-190s. Courageously repelling the attacks of enemy fighters, together with the air gunners of other crews, they shot down one enemy aircraft, completely repelled the attack, made it possible for the group to complete a combat mission and return to their airfield without losses. During his participation on the fronts of the Patriotic War on the IL-2 aircraft as an air gunner, Viktor Vasilyevich made 60 successful combat missions. On his account, 9 vehicles with enemy manpower and property, 11 carts were damaged and destroyed, up to 40 soldiers and officers were exterminated, the fire of 6 anti-aircraft points was suppressed. Combat operations: Mogilev offensive operation. 23.6-28.6.44 (Operation 5th strike); Minsk offensive operation. 29.6-4.7.44 (Operation 5th strike); 5th hit. The defeat of the Germans in Belarus. June-July 1944 Belostok offensive operation. 19.7-27.7.44 (Operation 5th strike); Osovets offensive operation. 6.8-14.8.44; Offensive actions of the armies of the left wing of the 2nd Belorussian Front. 22.8-2.11.44; East Pomeranian offensive operation. 10.2-31.3.45 .; Berlin offensive operation. 16.4-8.5.45 Awards: July 12, 1944, for the excellent performance of combat missions and the courage and courage shown at the same time, he was awarded the first order "Red Star" (Minsk) on March 27, 1945 for exemplary performance of combat missions of the command on the front of the fight against the German invaders and the courage shown at the same time and courage, awarded the Order of the Patriotic War of the Second Degree (Debnica (Slupsk)) May 12, 1945 for exemplary performance of military missions of the command, on the front of the fight against the German invaders was awarded the second Order of the Red Star. (Berlin) January 10, 1946 for participation in the Great Patriotic War, awarded the medal "FOR VICTORY OVER GERMANY IN THE GREAT PATRIOTIC WAR 1941-1945." April 28, 1946 for participation in the heroic assault and capture of Konigsberg, was awarded the medal "For the capture of Konigsberg"