I would like to share with you a part of my country's and my family's history.
1. This is my granddad Petr, a father of my mom. He started to fight defending Moscow in 41, and finished the war in Berlin in 45. He survived and lived another 57 years in Volgograd(ex-Stalingrad). This picture was made in 1945 in Germany.
2. This is my granddad Michail, my father's father. This picture was made when he was 39 in 1941 just a few weeks before the war started. He will die three months later.
On the picture granddad has two rectangles - major, and infantry emblems on collar tabs. Awards: orden of Combatant Red Banner(1934 for honour at war with Turkestan rebels), medal XX years of the Red Army(1938), and badge of the Honour of NKVD-warrior. In Russia, such awards before WW2 told about serious merits.
When the war started, granddad was a commander of the 14th Red-Banner motor-infantry regiment of the of 21st NKVD infantry division. This war was already third for him: Civil war, Finnish war, and WW2; he had 20 years of military service.
He was a real hero. Today in Moscow Military museum you can find an exposition about him.
Here is about his last fight. I tried to translate a text from the book below as best as I could. To tell you the truth, it was not easy. Sorry if I did it not very well.
"On the night from August 6th to 7th, a very hard situation happened on the main site of the defense. As a result of intensive assault, enemy squeezed the regiment units and forced in our battle-arrays. After one of numerous heavy fights, a combat company with which was a commander of the regiment major Michail Vorobioff, got into encirclement. Breaking through the enemy circle, major Vorobioff led an attack, and took out soldiers from encirclement, but in one of hand-to-hand fighting was wounded to death.
For this act of bravery, Michail Vorobioff was decorated (post-mortem) the Order of Lenin."
My father is still looking for his grave. Granddad was killed on a battlefild and our troops could only take his tunic with documents and awards.
I have the same first and last names as my granddad, who gave his life for his country, people, and me.
1. This is my granddad Petr, a father of my mom. He started to fight defending Moscow in 41, and finished the war in Berlin in 45. He survived and lived another 57 years in Volgograd(ex-Stalingrad). This picture was made in 1945 in Germany.
2. This is my granddad Michail, my father's father. This picture was made when he was 39 in 1941 just a few weeks before the war started. He will die three months later.
On the picture granddad has two rectangles - major, and infantry emblems on collar tabs. Awards: orden of Combatant Red Banner(1934 for honour at war with Turkestan rebels), medal XX years of the Red Army(1938), and badge of the Honour of NKVD-warrior. In Russia, such awards before WW2 told about serious merits.
When the war started, granddad was a commander of the 14th Red-Banner motor-infantry regiment of the of 21st NKVD infantry division. This war was already third for him: Civil war, Finnish war, and WW2; he had 20 years of military service.
He was a real hero. Today in Moscow Military museum you can find an exposition about him.
Here is about his last fight. I tried to translate a text from the book below as best as I could. To tell you the truth, it was not easy. Sorry if I did it not very well.
"On the night from August 6th to 7th, a very hard situation happened on the main site of the defense. As a result of intensive assault, enemy squeezed the regiment units and forced in our battle-arrays. After one of numerous heavy fights, a combat company with which was a commander of the regiment major Michail Vorobioff, got into encirclement. Breaking through the enemy circle, major Vorobioff led an attack, and took out soldiers from encirclement, but in one of hand-to-hand fighting was wounded to death.
For this act of bravery, Michail Vorobioff was decorated (post-mortem) the Order of Lenin."
My father is still looking for his grave. Granddad was killed on a battlefild and our troops could only take his tunic with documents and awards.
I have the same first and last names as my granddad, who gave his life for his country, people, and me.
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