Greetings, my friends. I won’t say any long introductions, let’s just get to the point. We’ve found a few soldiers, two of them had their death medallions. Plastic, or, to be more precise, bakelite capsule contains a form that the soldier had to fill in: full name, date of birth, place of call-up and other information. Sometimes it wasn’t a standard form but a piece of paper that the soldier got somewhere and filled in as he himself wanted. Opening a medallion is always an anxious thing because time is bad on paper and any careless movement can ruin a form. So you need to do it very carefully and take your time. Now we will open this medallion together. I haven’t opened it yet, I don’t know what’s inside, if there is a form, if it is filled in. We’ll see it together. Let’s get started. The water is dripping already. Thank God! There is a paper. It’s hard to tell what condition it is in, but I would say it’s not the best. Now we’ll try a kinetic method of getting it out. Very carefully, and if it won’t come out right away we’ll have to saw. As you see the paper is starting to come out. At this point you need to keep an eye on it to prevent any flaking. Guys, I see that it is filled in. It is. Now the most important thing is to find the edge of the paper, where our form starts. It looks like a stray piece of paper stuck to it. And here is the edge. We can see it clearly. Now, the main principle is to detach the entire edge first. If you start unrolling it from the one side and the paper gets torn, this tear will follow you all the way through the process and you will tear the whole medallion itself. And it happens pretty frequently, I’ve seen it in the videos a lot of times. You need to prevent this at the very beginning. Or at least you need to try to. Well, shall we start detaching? Let’s add some water. We need it to separate the layers. The paper is very thin. Especially the outer layer. We can see a juncture here. Here. Here tha paper has been creased. It’s the worst spot here, everything will tear. And this edge here, it will be ruining everything. Yeah, the outer layer really is very-very thin. Water washes it off. And we did it. Very anxious operation. Every time you worry about making a wrong movement. It seems like he last name is gone, since it is in the very beginning. But it should be repeated further. We can see the name — Fedor. As I was saying, there will be a problem here with this part. I don’t even yet know what to do with it. It’s too soft. Here the paper got stuck and the piece is torn out. We need to prevent the tear from spreading right away. Year of birth — 1902. That’s going to be a very hard one. There seems to be a single form, and it’s bad. We’ve got the village. We’ve got family address, God grant that there will be the last name too. We’ve got the last name. Do you see this? Right here, you see, it peels off. But if ot doesn’t and you miss it, it will be like with scotch tape, the tear will spread there and ruin everything. But I see that here everything’s fine, I’m just going to move it a little. So that the tear won’t spread. You need to watch it. Do you see it? Here is the tear because it rotted on this side a little. We need to be careful now. Maybe we can localize it. Yes, you see, I lift it a little bit and the tiny piece is stuck. We will peel it off. Thus saving the whole big piece that could’ve torn off now. We keep watching this part. It always ruins everything. Sometimes, when there is no other option, you could cut this side off, but it’s an emergency action. So that it doesn’t interfere with unrolling and doesn’t tear the paper. But it’s very difficult to find courage to do it, it’s a great responsibility. Again. One turn further and the same old problem emerges. We are close to finishing. Here is the blood type, thankfully it’s not so important. We are finished with the medallion, the only thing left now is to read, too bad that the last name is lost. We’ll need to sort this out. Here we have Fedor Rodionovich, common soldier, born in 1902 Russian SFSR, I can’t read the republic, Ryazan oblast, hi to everyone from Ryazan. Region is Novo- Novoderevenskiy or something, Leninskiy selsoviet, the village is Le- I can’t read it Markina, I think so. His wife. Must be. And he must be Markin too. We’ll try to mess with his last name, it was there at the very beginning and it just crumbled. But if we look at the letters, it’s “r” He is Markin too, most likely. Yes, it’s “M”. Awesome. So, we’ll take a couple of fotos So, guys, here’s what “single form” means. It means that the half of the form, the second part where all the information is repeated, was taken by his commander so he enlisted him as buried. So he is not missing in action, most likely, if the commander was able to deliever those lists, and is enlisted as buried, even though he was just lying in the ground, in the crater, as it usually is. Now we are going to find this soldier, first we’ll read the form, then find him in the archives, and we’ll try to find his relatives to bury him in his native land, as usual. Yes, he must be Markin. I’ve pressed the paper between two sheets of glass to squeeze out all the excess water and level it out a little. And we see everything even better. The last name is definitely Markina, I’m 99% sure. So I think now everything’s going to be alright with this soldier. He will rest in his native land or at least will gain his name again. So, Markin Fedor Rodionovich, born in 1902, Novoderevenskiy regional military comissariat, Ryazan oblast. Missing in action. You see how it happens, probably the lists weren’t delievered after all. Lenino village is in the namelist, division 285. Lists are from November 9th-26th 1941. So he got missing in the very beginning of the war. So, the second medallion, found with another soldier. I hope that we’ll also be lucky this time, with opening this medallion. Oh. Oh, it’s bad. It probably was getting dry. We can only saw this one. But there are very few chances anyway. It’s also single form, if we look at the thickness of the roll, and is stuck to the sides of the capsule. Now the only hope is that there is at least some information, at least last name or year, and then we could find something out based on the divisions. Well, the moment of truth. I haven’t sawn it all the way through, so that I could crack it. Because if you saw the capsule all the way through you could damage the paper. It’s better not to crack it by pressure. We’ll try to wedge it with a screwdriver. But we’ll need something bigger. Well, no, it gave in. It’s not that bad, guys. I think we have a chance. The entire surface is cracked. One piece got stuck. Thank God it’s only the blood type. Now, how do we get this out? It’s the whole different story. You can’t eccape urban life, neighbours are drilling something. I don’t even know if I should try and take it out dry or add some water. I will probably add water. Guys, it came unstuck. Not all the way through, though. The little piece is stuck. Something like this, look, nothing is left on the shell. So, what do we have here. This little piece. There seems to be the edge, it’s all crumpled and deformed, I don’t even know how it’ll go. It’ll be complicated. Even more complicated that the previous one. Here we have the edge. Guys, it’s so much worse with this medallion. Can you see those little lumps to the right? It’s that part of paper that just turned to dirt. It’s fairly rotten, there are some fragments, the last name starts with “N”. There is part of the family’s address, Anna, it must be his wife. He didn’t live in a city, he lived in a village, there’s a village a bit lower. All of the right side has rotted, and the middle is only pieces. See&? As you understand we can’t gat anything out of this dirt, it’s just mush. A man can do no more than he can. At least we haven’t lost anything. We could piece all of this together. Only the gaps have rotted, but I unroled everything else. I decided not to show the preccess, because I was very nervous, you can’t thinl about camera when the paper in such a condition. I scanned the medallions, pictures are in high resolution so that we could work with them. It’s pretty clear and simple and intelligible with our comrade Markin, but the second medallion, as you can see, is a very hard one. I tried. Some pieces survived and at the first glance we can’t save anything from them. But we have a lovely friend, Oleg Gusev, he always saves us from such situations. And this time I decided to talk to him. I sent him scans of the forms and he started his work. He spent a lot of time doing this jigsaw puzzle, so what do we see here? Only the initials of the full name — “No…”, “An…”, the oblast — “Ryaz…”, well, must be Ryazan, region — “R…”, selsoviet — “Fof…skiy”. Relatives — “Anna … Al…” And you could infinitely and grivously try to look it up in the “Memorial” data bank. In the reports from 285 Rifle Division, where the first soldier, Markin, is enlisted, just one line above we can find Novikov Andrey Nikolayevich. And he also got missing in action on November 16th 1941. And all his data fits our second medallion perfectly. Novikov is also from Ryazan oblast, from Fofonovo village in Ryazhskiy region, which is now a part of a town called Ryazhsk. So it turns out Markin Fedor Rodionovich pulled out his fellow countryman with him. Flash forward: the patronymic of the soldier’s wife we learned from his relatives — Alexandrovna. So it also fits the medallion — Novikova Anna Alexandrovna. Very soon a wonderful person Natalia Yuryevna Dzyuba found the relatives of Markin Fedor Rodionovich and Novikov Andrey Nikolayevich. Turns out that Novikov Andrey’s daughter is still alive and I got to talk to her on the phone. — Where, where did you find him?
— Kirovskiy region. — What? Ki-?
— Kirovskiy. — Kirovskiy?
— Yes, that’s the town Kirovsk. — Right near the Leningrad, isn’t it?
— Yes, it was Leningrad’s defence. — Oh, yes, I get it, it’s the siege, yes. It’s all clear now. — What was your mother’s name? Anna? — What? Yes, Anna Alexandrovna. I’m in Oryol, and he was in Ryazhsk, and they are both right in front of me, he and mum, on the photo. I’ve been looking for him too, and he turned out to be in Kaluga oblast, in Khvastovichi, and there also was Novikov A.N., among partisans. When I learned where he was sent, I thought he was in Kaluga oblast, I’ve asked in Kaluga military comissariat, and in Oryol, and no one answered. And I’ve went to the mass grave, brought some soil, flowers, photos. I thought I’ve found him there, but if you’ve found his medallion, that’s totally him. To be honest, at first I thought it wasn’t him, I say, our farher is in Kaluga, I’ve already found him, but if you say there is a medallion- Give me a moment. I cant. I was only guessing back then, but now I know for sure. I can tell. Thank you! Thank you so much! We could get in touch later. You’ve found me, his only child, while I’m still alive, there is no one left. There are only grandchildren, from my brother, in Moskow, from my sister, one in Moskow and one in Ryazhsk, and mine two, here. But I’m the only child left. — I’m very glad, we are looking forward to this meeting. I’ve found the photos today where he is alone and with grandmother, and his elder son. His daughter is alive, and the middle daughter died this year, February 18th. And his elder don died in 1982. — I talked to his daughter, of course she took it… — Oh, you’ve talked to her already? She has trobles with her hearing, it was probably hard to talk to her? — Well, it was, but we still talked, she told me about him leaving for the front. — She was only few days old, she was born on September 2nd 1941. And he was taken right away.
— Yes, she told me. — Fellows from Saint Petersburg called me and informed me that they found the remains o my grandfather, who died- got missing in action during the first day of war. Of course there is no difference now between those who went missing and who died as heroes on the battlefields But at those time it was very important to know that your relative died as a hero, that he wasn’t a prisoner, that he didn’t take the enemie’s side, but gave his live for his own country. And I’m happy, very happy to know now that our grandfather died as hero, gave his life for his country, for our lives, and because of it we’re alive now, and I want to thank everyone who helped us. This is the end of Novikov Andrey Nikolayevich’s story. His daughter and granddaughter finally saw him returning from war. And he was reburied in his native land with honors. And now we have to bring Markin Fedor Rodionovich to his motherland. Thanks for watching, we’ll see you in the next videos.