Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Top For Knee Length Skirts

Klimov, Yuri. Memories. № 19.

My grandfather, Klimov, Yuri (1922-2002) , left 3 volumes of memoirs about his life. In total, probably about 1000 pages Format A4. Plus lots of photos. Memories of my great-grandfather (my father's grandfather) - Klimov Vasilii Mikhailovich (1891-1978) - here .

All published parts: 1-I ; 2-I ; third ; 4-I ; 5-I ; 6-I ; 7-I ; 8-I ; 9-I ; 10-I ; 11-I ; 12-I ; 13th ; 14-I ; 15-I ; 16-I ; 17-I ; 18-I ; 19 - I; 20-I ; 21-I ; 22-I ; 23rd ; 24-I ;


Sun inclined to the horizon when we come to more settlements and stopped on the outskirts. White cottage under thatch were empty. It was not clear toli residents drove the Germans, toli, it was a German colony and it is quite possible that they might themselves move to the west. Over half of the day we were not more than 20km, but still tired great. Our commanders have ordered us to take 3-4 hut for the night. On clay floors were trained to straw before us. "Apparently, the previous team is also here spent the night and took care of it. Got out of the well water. Someone drank greedily, then began to wash, but basically all fell to the floor, strewn piles of straw, have a snack that had each taken with him. Every house and yard were exposed hourly-orderlies. So passed the first night. Early in the morning, just dawned Dawn, was the team: "Fall in!" was made to roll on branches, and soon our column again moved off. In the afternoon went out to a large highway road, on the edges of which were scattered carts, boxes, charred German cars, and in some places were gusinichnye armored vehicles and even tanks. All road and its shoulder was torn up with deep ruts from heavy machinery. All testified that as recently as this hastily retreating Germans throwing All that prevented them from running. Was declared a great camp to eat. On the road now and then passed "Studebakers" in both directions. Until Staff Army, which was placed on hearings in Berezovka was no more than 15km, that is, 3:00 go.

[Volume 1, page 157] One from passing Willys suddenly stopped coming up from our colony. Out of the car jumped out with golden epaulettes, Major, and summoned our starshinu.O what they told us it was not clear, but it soon became clear that Army Reserve Regiment relocated from Berezovka closer to the front. and now we have to walk this road to the new naselennomy item, which was called Fensterovo.

To him we come only in the evening about five o'clock. All very tired, iznervnichalis. Many barely moved the leg, some limped from the erased corns. Fensterovo - a small hamlet located in the side of the highway and stuck to a big valley. In essence, this was an empty cattle farm with several residential buildings and warehouses. We built the platoons, made the roll call on the lists in front of several officers, and pointed a place where we should place before dinner, presented the sergeants and officers, who at the time will be our commanders. We are most happy, that we will have dinner. We were still naive like all children. But the experienced and servicemen earlier "recruits" did not feel particularly happy. They saw afar the kitchen and immediately were told that dinner - it's just boiling water. From each platoon were sent to the kitchen to his orderlies to help. They came and me. "Caboose" was a ravine slope, without a roof, on crest of which stood 15 pieces of metal barrels out of petrol and kerosene with carved on one side bottoms. In the ravine slope were dug on the similarity of furnace cavity. They stood in barrels of water or brew. Since the reserve regiment constantly arrive many people, the size of their changes all the time, nobody knew how many people will be, for example, on April 13, to feed all. Newcomers to the kitchen was forced to pull from the bottom of the ravine vody and fill the empty barrels, others sent to harvest wood (fences and breaking apart a barn). When the work was done [Volume 1, page 158] and the water boiled in barrels of water, the chef got 3 buckets out of the barrel, which he cooked under his supervision, and ordered him to pour the entire contents of the barrel with boiling water. Here it was hot dish for our dinner. They say that morning, was taken to a whole carcass of meat (beef or horse meat), which was eaten per day to many thousands of people received in the reserve regiment. We went to the German canned vegetables, trapped in a stub in the kitchen as a trophy, but 1 / 6 loaf of bread. You can imagine what it was for food! On the morning of meat and there was no breath in a pot, and canned goods were captured without the fat and meat. People were happy and that, were still good stocks out of the house, including me. But there were those among us who could not take in anything.

spent the night outdoors. Livestock premises were occupied by people who arrived here earlier ... People here do not just come almost every hour, but went too often. Then went walking column, then the trucks came n o15-20 pieces and took them "Recruits".

The next day we passed through the commission of the field RVC and a medical examination and immediately sorted. After it, I got to the company "fit for a non-combatant Service. In the company of all were the handicapped or the elderly for 55 years and over. All my friends in the column, which had become acquainted in the past 2 days were in a completely different spare parts company. All fit for military service is almost not detained, but the most valuable military specialties - the drivers, doctors, tnkisty, artillery, combat engineers, pilots, engineers, builders, etc. All were taken in separate divisions and served as a reserve for the respective branches. Ostalnye - in the infantry. I had to live in the reserve regiment of about 5 days until I was "picked up the buyer."

[Volume 1, page 159] do it this way: commander our company nestroevikov, with the arrival of senior officers, lined up single file, and the officer-"buyer" rounds system, and each asked what he was sick, with "that complains." Nobody ever explained for what purpose is the selection of people to the front or the rear. The officer himself decided to take him to the person or it is not suitable for him. Among us there were rumors that some commands are recruited to work at home, at the mine, for logging, the recovery of plants and factories in the former occupied territories. Everyone was afraid to get into the labor army, especially in the Urals and Siberia. I, for some reason, it is not frightening. Siberia - this is my house, I thought. But the more experienced said that it is better for the front than the rear, than to starve to death ...

Finally came the turn for me.



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Thursday, March 25, 2010

11 Mo With Cold And Vomiting

Klimov, Yuri. Memories. № 18.

My grandfather, Yury Klimov Vasilyevich (1922-2002) , left 3 volumes of memoirs about his life. In total, probably about 1000 A4 pages. Plus lots of photos. Memories of my great-grandfather (my father's grandfather) - Klimov Vasilii Mikhailovich (1891-1978) - here .

All published parts: 1-I ; 2-I ; third ; 4-I ; 5-I ; 6-I ; 7-I ; 8 -I ; 9-I ; 10-I ; 11-I ; 12-I ; 13th ; 14-I ; 15-I ; 16-I ; 17-I ; 18-I; 19-I ; 20-I ; 21-I ; 22-I ; 23rd ; 24-I ;


[Volume 1, page 151]
In the mist disappeared dear Odessa ...

The next day, ie April 11, 1944, life immediately zaveretelas quite differently. Early in the morning the foreman brought fresh Moscow newspapers. They reported on the successful Soviet offensive in the Crimea, on the release Odessa and many settlements of the region. I avidly read "the truth", "Red Star" and other newspapers. On the orders of the Supreme Commander Comrade Stalin IV, on awarding honorary titles of regiments and divisions, armies of the front of the gun salute in honor of the liberation of Soviet cities and other materials. Read everything from cover to cover. Almost 3 years I have not kept the Soviet newspapers in their hands ... I missed him.

day started with what we have learned about the shooting of the Germans in the yard of a house near the Agricultural Institute. Guys teenage years, 15-16ti, armed with rifles left behind by fleeing Germans and Romanians looked for hiding in attics and cellars of ruined houses of official agencies and the German soldiers themselves dealt with them. In this way, it was found seven bodies of German soldiers, and the perpetrators could not be found. I thought that "our" Germans are lucky that they do not fall into the hands of these guys. Not for nothing was shaking the young German ... He was lucky.

I longed with impatience to see the city center. Immediately after breakfast [Volume 1, page 152] I rushed to the city. The first thing that struck me on the Kulikovo field, this is how the soldiers exchanged for hours, saying only "Makhnev not looking." It turned out that trophy mashinebyl found a box of hand-hours, which was the tag with the name of Fritz, to whom they belonged. Do not know exactly, but apparently they were collected in order to their return to native, and perhaps beyond repair. The fact that the clocks were not new. The soldier, who stood in the back of their car was handed out at the right and left, all the people who pulled hand. I got some that did not go.

not yet approached the yellow. road station, it was evident that he had great damage from the blast. Were smashed all the windows, left wing of the facade lay in ruins, the ceiling collapsed. On the station square was going to people that something was being cooked. Several soldiers staged something like that on visilitsu. Can be executed? Visilitsa was ready for its crossbeam was tied loop of the telephone cable. Only now I uvidelbortovuyu car stand by the wall station, in the back of which there were two machine gunners, and sat on the floor of the Romanian soldiers. They could see only his head with the Romanian head military dress. This car drove by visilitsu, engaged board and made up of Romanian soldiers. He stood silently with coupled behind the hands ... Officer announced the order in which words were spoken: "for looting and rape of Soviet women." Was wearing a noose on his neck [Volume 1, page 153] and the car moved forward ...

Later, when I returned from town, I went to still hung corpse. Shoes with his feet were already kum a shot, his head bent to one side and from the nose crept green Snivel ... It was disgusting to look at the whole picture. In the city I was walking on Pushkin Street. Towards the convoy of prisoners of war were the Germans and Romanians. Many residents looked at the procession and paid homage fair blasphemy on their heads. Separate men even managed to hit a foot or a stick wandering captives но конвойные не допускали расправ.

На Приморском бульваре, взгялнув на порт, я был поражен его разрушениями. Большое здание холодильника было взорвано, elevator destroyed and steaming. Burning grain. Were blown cranes and berths ... Immediately, on the Boulevard, I yvidel group of generals who saw the port with the height Boulevard and something talked among themselves ... I heard the words of regret that were unable to save seed .... It is so necessary for the country. ..

But the building survived the famous Odessa Opera House, although govoryatono was prepared for the explosion. Saved his underground that time sumeli off detonators. Many streets wells were blown up with the telephone network, blown manhole covers water, burning out several large office buildings. But in general, Odessa remained such what it left the Soviet forces in autumn 1941. It was a wonderful sunny weather, all residents were in the streets ...

[Volume 1, page 154] Next day were placed orders to the commandant of the town which read: "All men from 18 to 55 years to appear in MER at their residence, taking with him a couple of change of linen, spoon, mug and supply of food for 5 days. " My Kaganovichesky RVC was very close to home. Go through the Kulikovo field and all. He was placed in the building of our institute to "Chizhikova 13. There were chertezhka and geokamera. Now in this building was MERs. We went to look, together with Olga while predvaritelnoizuchit situation. In the small square in front of a crowd a lot of people. There were not only men but even more women and children. They are escorted to the front of their fathers, husbands, sons ... Tears and jokes - all mixed up, but overall it was a sad event for each family and each person ... Every two - three hours from here, "recruits", built in the columns of 200-250 people, led by sergeants otpravlyalispeshkom 02/03 (rumored) in Beryozovka, which was in the 50-60km north of Odessa. There was a reserve regiment Army 3rd Ukrainian Front. There looked to someone who-is-ktoYu was there and the medical board and another check ...

bringing in backpack all that is necessary, I bye Semyon Vikentyevich and Fenay Ivanovna, with domupravom and we Olga went to RVC. Half a day sitting and waiting their turn. We talked about many things, but the themes personal relations are not affected. So I walked into the recruiting office building. On the second floor where we had placed [Volume 1, page 155] dressing room, now sat at the table Chairmen of the RVC. From the words of writing the name, first name, year and place of Rodin, etc. Took the documents and, almost without reading them, threw a mountain such as passports and military tickets in the corner. It shocked me. I'm so Save your documents. Only they could justify me, remove, exempt from many of life's conflicts, which in time of war was more than enough. The doctor, who was sitting here in a white robe, he asked what I was complaining. I said about his physical disability, which had previously been exempt from military service. Examined the leg and asked several times to sit down. Unfit to non-combatant - was his conclusion. Had have to wait awhile until typing the command to 200 people. Construction of the yard was not long. We kissed with Olga and followed the command "step in the march." Discordant steps, without music, the column moved across town to Peresyp. The first camp was on the road near Hadzhibekskogo estuary. In our colony were people different ages and health. The column stretched, sergeants shouting, to put it mildly, the laggards. I was hopeful and relatively healthy. Military service was not afraid, as some ...

Our column rose to the highest point of terrain ahead plains to the horizon, and behind the more visible was nice, now become home to Odessa. Farewell, beloved city!



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Sunday, March 14, 2010

Mountains Biffy Midi File

"oily butter oil, not butter carnival with carnival takes place ...."

think this phrase is not real?
But this is real : "award-winning awardees not awarded prizes to award, there is ... "