village, chernigovka a. dad didn't come back. well, dad didn't come back. why don't we know?n to their father. and here is further from the words of grandfather hmm i running away. i understand that i can't take sasha with me. and he stands near the gate, crying, waving his hand to me, i hugged him and said, i will definitely come back for you, but he didn’t manage to return, and then their fate diverged, and then grandfather wandered. and he lived with some kind people, until one of his acquaintances told his grandfather and his grandmother, who lived in a bagrada. this is a republic, khakassia. approximately 100 km from my grandfather's native village. and grandfather and grandmother found out about this and wrote to their father, his father came and took him away and took him to the far east in primorsky krai. he is there lived for several years, as i understand it, my great-grandfather procopius vasilyevich had a reservation, because he was a railway worker. that means war. yes, and he lives and works on the railway in primorsky krai. and that's where he took my grandfath