1942 my grandfather fought a war with the Germans on the territory of Estonia. It was difficult for them to survive, because the food was not so much, but they used the forest, which provides them with good provisions. In the forest you can find mushrooms and kill the game. Once a week their squad washed and changed his linen. Detachment of my grandfather went through the whole Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania and walked many miles to Belarus. There they fought every day, and thus urged Germans to their homeland. My grandfather fought for the family, for the country, for the Motherland! Their detachment in the end came to Germany, where he was lost my grandfather. After the great Patriotic war, we have not received letters from my grandfather and he disappeared. I hope he survived and lived his life's good, because for our family, he became a hero! (I told them about his grandfather
