DMITRY TYMCHUK: A few words for Victory Day
Translated and edited by Voices of Ukraine
My grandfather, also Dmitry Tymchuk, fought as an artilleryman [a gunner]. In 1942 he was captured. He was able to escape only on his third attempt in 1944–already from the “death camp” near Dresden, where he was sent after his second escape attempt failed. My grandfather was sneaking his way through to the east, through Hungary, when he reunited with the advancing troops of the 2nd Ukrainian Front. Then he reached Elbe in 1945 among troops of the 1st Ukrainian Front. “With arms in hand, I returned back to the spot from which I escaped” –joked my grandfather.
The fact is that my grandfather saw a very different Red Army in Hungary. Not an army running from the enemy in panic, but an army that knew how to fight. Not paralyzed with terror, but an army that meted out menacing blows. An…
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