70 years separates us from the times of the Great Patriotic War, from Victory. There are fewer and fewer veterans who can tell both witnesses and participants about what the war was for our country. Perhaps, in many years people will hardly remember this war. How can you forget the horror that our loved ones experienced?
From movies, stories of veterans, I imagine war so: the ominous flames, tearing everything on the way, distorted by the horror of the faces of women clinging to their frightened children, the groans of the wounded, the roar of guns, the whistle of bullets. Everywhere the corpses of people who had recently thought about the future, hoping to meet with their relatives. All this is war – the most terrible event that can happen in the history of mankind.
My great-grandmother and great-grandfather are participants in the war. Their parents were shot by the Germans, where exactly – no one knows. Themselves, great-grandmother and great-grandfather have experienced all the horrors of the Great Patriotic War. They were young, they were afraid to die, but they could stand and bring to us the truth of this war. I especially remember the case of the wounded. Great-grandmother nursed him, she was a nurse. One young soldier was seriously wounded and was taken along with other soldiers by train to the hospital. Suddenly they announced: “Victory!”.
The happy grandmother ran around the cars and informed everyone about this. She approached the young soldier and silently, with joy in her voice said: “Victory.” In response, he smiled and died. How it was bitter, offensive, terrible to her: young, lived to see Victory, and what? The excursion to the Glinka Museum of Local History inspired me these memories, made an indelible impression on me. It turns out that heavy fighting took place on the territory of our district.
Fascists occupied the area on June 18, 1941. Terrible battles in our Glinka land went from August 5 to October 5, 1941 under the command of Army General Kurochkin P. A. The army headquarters was in the forest near the village of Novoselovki. Young guys and girls, about my age, instead of studying and plans for the future, were forced to risk their lives.
The Komsomol underground also functioned in the district, under the guidance of a young girl, the secretary of the district committee of the Komsomol Nyura Tereshchenkova. Their main occupation was: the delivery of information,
food, weapons to the partisans. It is horrifying that the young girl Nyura was mercilessly shot by fascists in the Sharapovo ditch. Our museum stores her dress, a note to her family. Photos of beautiful girls-guerrillas look at us from the stands. All of them died, protecting our region. From the stories of eyewitnesses with whom we talked, I understand that it was not easy for our countrymen to live during the war.
Fascists can be compared to wild, ruthless animals. They spared no children, no old men, no women. The Nazis established the most severe regime. In our district there is a village that is called “fiery”. Lyakhovo is our pain and sorrow. The history of this village left a trace in my memory. The morning of April 14, 1942. Under the threat of weapons of the elderly, women, children were driven into four houses and immediately set on fire. The houses were lit up, the distraught children jumped out of the windows of the houses and immediately lay down under the bullets of the soldiers of “Great Germany”. In Lyakhovo, 384 people were burnt and shot. How did they, the soldiers of Germany, have a hand on this terrible crime? Where was their soul and conscience? After all, they all have a mother and sister at home. “Our small land” – the so-called partisans of the “Grandfather” compound liberated territory of our district.
The commander of the joint in April 1942 was VI Voronchenko, then IY Ilyichev. I also learned that the connection “Grandfather” was renamed on May 12, 1942, the first partisan infantry division. On the account of the connection, thousands of rescued people. A low bow to them for not saving themselves, saved our small Motherland. Only on September 17, 1943, Soviet troops liberated the region from the German invaders. Terrible figures: 75 villages were destroyed and burned, more than 200 people were shot by fascists, several thousand were stolen into slavery and died in the fight against the invaders. The flow of blood and tears washes our land. If you collect all the tears shed for the dead sons, the sea of Sorrow would form.
It seems to me that it was impossible to survive in the midst of the fire, not to lose my mind at the sight of the death of people, the monstrous destruction. But the power of the human spirit was stronger than metal and fire. With admiration and deep respect we look at those who have gone through the hell of war and have retained the best human qualities – kindness, compassion, mercy. On May 9, residents of the Glinka district will again gather in a park near the station on a mass grave where August 20, 1955 was installed A monument to the fallen soldiers who defended us. The remains of soldiers and officers-2491 people are buried in the mass grave. It is getting bitter from this figure. It was not easy to win this Great Victory. But our soldiers survived and emerged victorious in a fierce battle with fascism. We remember you, soldiers! Let not all the names be known, But the wars of that cruel rumble Will not stop at all times!