Ways The Glory and Heroism of Our Fathers and Grandfathers

My parents – Alexander Romanov D. Romanov and Pelageja – members of the Great Patriotic War 1941 – 1945 years Both served in the current Soviet army.

His father’s military career began in 1938 with the Minsk Military School cadets name MI Kalinin.

From 1941 till 1943 was in front in the Army as Assistant Commander of Battalion 293 Tank 1959 Tank Brigade. At the front met my mother, who was drafted into the army ranks in August 1941. Fight in 440 separate battalion of special.

In 1943 his father sent for training in the Military Academy of Logistics and Supply USSR Armed Forces named Molotov in Cameron. After graduating from the Academy in August 1946 was sent to serve in the Odessa Military District, which at that time commanded by Marshal GK Zhukov.

Today, I with reverence and awe holding parent of the war years: his father’s identity card, dated 1942 year, the Red Maminov book information war years, served on numerous certificate medals ordenski books. It is very expensive for our family priceless relics. Parents told us about the war, but not very often and many, it was hard to endure all the hardship that time again. Often these conversations were conducted when, already in peacetime, friends came to the family – soldiers, comrades, and they resorted to the records. Among his father’s friends was a wonderful person, a military pilot, Colonel John Myheyovych Eroshenko, which served as a squadron of lightdarnym Valery Chkalov.

From the stories my parents remember such.

My father was a young lieutenant intendantskoyi service, deputy commander for logistics and supply. It was at Kursk, stipulated a tank battle. My father was next to the commander when he has experienced, veteran trooper, said: “Son, outlets and train their people for that forest, there will now be” chopper “.
After a hard fight when it was necessary to feed and collect the wounded soldiers, the father was ordered to come from the camp to the place of recent fighting. He sought a tank commander. His father found him and saw a burnt commander that half dangling from the tower tank. The commander could not get out of burning cars, and burned alive. The deaths struck hard commander father.

Yes, these shocks and losses in the war were many, they all spilled milk. And only our memory of them should be alive and regiven from generation to generation.
But the war were and joy. Mom told that she repeatedly expressed gratitude for the honest and conscientious attitude to work and timely completion of tasks commanders. But somehow, on March 8, 1945, its prized silk dress. All this is confirmed by statements from years of military orders, which are stored in our family archives.

Kursk bow, the battle of Stalingrad, forcing Dnipro – all my parents knew it not by hearsay.
I love my parents proud of them. Unfortunately, they are no longer alive, but we always remember them. I want to congratulate all veterans, their children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, great-granddaughter of the 65 anniversary of Great Victory, a wonderful day, May 9, dear people “nablyzhaly, as could”!