The endless memory. I should like to tell us about his own grandfather …

Evgeny Panteleev, "So close you are, my family, and so unbearably far away … But after the war will certainly begin to live! "

Eternal memory.  I would like to tell you about my grandfather ...

Evgeny Panteleev after surgery

I should like to tell us about his own grandfather Eugene Panteleeva 1922 Summer Hockey Challenge, a native of the town of Azov, Rostov region. Grandfather I knew only from the stories my grandmother, with whom he had lived all his childhood, youth and early adolescence (in 2000 my grandmother died). Photos of "Uncle Gene" vsegla stood on the dresser in the great room. A lovely, very young face, tunic, look very stern and menacing even for such a young person's face, "selflessly devoted to the Motherland." Next to the photo was a large stone — apatite, from among those edges where we used to live. And my grandmother always said: "We do not know where Genia buried, let the stone will be his gravestone …" Eugene went to the front as a volunteer, war found him in the city of Kharkov, where he studied at the flying school.

Profession he liked the pilot, in the spring of 1941 they had already begun at the first training flights. He wrote many letters home, and almost all of them survived. When Ukraine, Kharkiv began to bombard, they left the part in training aircraft. In the coming we came a letter from him, from which we learn that he served in the Army 38 in the rifle regiment, he became an assistant in the upcoming Chief of Staff for Intelligence, has been translated into 21 army at the time was in 1943 with the rank of Senior Lieutenant. Was very very hurt. The wound was shestipulevym, just for the war, he was wounded three times, twice as easy, but the third wound was very severe, it is, in fact, lost his jaw, jaw was artificial after surgery, kept an iron suspension, threaded through the nose. But the surgeon tried very, seen nothing. Posted by letter mother: "I was sorry to spoil such a person."

After the hospital, and I must say that he was lying in the hospital, Jack had never written it only later, after War relatives made inquiries to the Defense Ministry and get information about it. Wrote: "For me not to worry, I'm fine, rest in pieces …" So now, after the hospital he went to his aunt Anna in Azov. He was awarded the Order of the 8 Red Banner, wrote about him the front-line newspaper, one sliced preserved describes how he led the exploration of the German general. In the Azov he was invited to a meeting in the school, with the locals to tell about the war. After the latter third of his wounds the reserve, he had to go to Serpukhov to teach at the military academy, but he wrote a report to Voroshilov. He is very eager to the front, almost every, every letter he wrote that he wants to fight again, to the fighting comrades that "rear silence," as he puts it in a letter, pressing him on his ears, he wrote that the three injured 31 people lost their lives that "will mourn more than one Gretchen." In his own letter of 1975 Aunt Anna remembers that it was stretched and matured, traces of plastic surgery on her face was almost invisible, and when he was asleep, his face like before it became completely still youthful … In the Azov Jack came with a huge bag of chocolates . Very wished to behold family, mother, sister (my grandmother), a second sister (information about it was not, the area was captured by the Germans, she was taken prisoner, but remained alive). In letters to Jack never complained, but one of them was this sentence: "So close you are, my family, and so unbearably far away … But after the war, certainly we'll live …" In January 1943, before being sent to the front Jack goes to the village Yakshur-Bodya where the family was evacuated, almost one week, they missed each other, Jack has arrived, and the family left in the Murmansk region. The last letter received from him, it was all in a few lines: "Eating on the train. Shakes indescribable. According old one at no write …" In April, the 43rd of my great-grandmother (my mother Jenny, a teacher, died in '84) had a dream that on the field is a lot of fighter, she is on the field and sees two, tied with rope behind the neck, some of them — Eugene. Death notice came in September of '43, he died the death of the brave, defending the Smolensk region from invaders, some unknown village mounds. It is letter from fellow soldiers, they wrote that were sitting in the dugout started coming, Jack said, "Well, what did you sit, started coming," took the rifle and ran out of the dugout. Thus died. According to the documents, died on the last day of the Savior Demenskoj offensive in August 1943, when there was fighting at Kursk, and the Germans brought up their forces in the Belgorod Orlov-direction where our troops were advancing and made a breakthrough danger and connections with the Kursk parts. Thanks to the "forum users" in the past year failed to find the burial place of his uncle Eugene, very great assistance rendered Dmitry Medvedev (no relation), a man who was engaged in exploration works in the direction of Smolensk, Dmitry pictures of monuments, lecturing them on the military forum, he found a way through his own very many relatives of the victims of war veterans and missing. Last year we went to the Smolensk region, to find the village, the inhabitants of the village to this day the memory of those events, many of them were buried ours.

Many inhabitants of the Savior Demenskoj were deported to concentration camps, many remember the atrocities of death squads in Spas-Demenskoj. In the great book devoted to the area, described how the Germans were killing the local population to help the partisans and our warriors, and forbade the bodies to bury, just dumped in ditches and even pelted the ground. There, in the spring they vytaivali, and in the spring the Germans were allowed to remove them from the streets and desert land. It was a lesson to help the civilians did not help her. In general, the civilian population has suffered very, because in the town has more than monuments — the warriors who died there during the war, and the peaceful population, who died in concentration camps.

May 9th we will certainly go there … Plate installed in a mass grave near the Mourning Mothers. In addition to our Eugene there is 1550 people. Local residents gave me the contact Zhukovsky cars, whose father has died, Yegor Ivanovich lungs, protecting the Smolensk region, on the same day as Jack, 19 August 1943 (ended Savior Demene offensive, 21 and 33 army moved further ). In the past year Zhukovsky set (several meters) wood cross on the site of a mass grave. And this year we're going to set such a cross and in the village itself mounds. Local journalists have given me a rare video of "Siberians-Guard", a 2-hour movie, which describes the path 22 Guards Division of the city of Novosibirsk, who fought in these parts. The movie was assembled almost "bit by bit" of an old military chronicle thanks F.Bobkovu KGB general who fought in these parts. Documentary footage ….

Photos and newspaper cutting about the spouse we gave Savior Demenskoj historical museum. A museum has left us the gift of Memory Record Book Kaluga region with information about the burial. Spas-Demene administration gave the book, which describes how to liberate their area. In place of the death of Eugene and the other 21 s
oldiers and 33 army we got together with a local inhabitant Ivan Ivanovich Suvorov in waders, through the forest. At the site of the former village hitherto craters from shells … And the wild apple trees around, lilac bushes, as if a reminder that there was once a village ….

Thank you for all, all for you very much, my friends! It's invaluable assistance in the recovery of the memory of his wife. And as the song from the movie "Belorussian Station": "Our forward deadly fire, and all are powerless to it, the doubts away, leaving a single night, the tenth amphibious our battalion, our tenth amphibious battalion …." I realized over what powerless to this fire. He is powerless over those mind-blowing feat of people willing to sacrifice everything, that we live now, he is powerless over the memory, as she has lived for more than 66 years, he is powerless over the emotions that we have for our near and dear to people who braved the that their near there, are always with us and each year in May, together with us celebrate our victory …. "

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