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Translated from Zahoroda, 2003, is this "Oh, my God! Mother of God!" I Continued from #10,_ September 3, '04 2nd World War story by resident of Lemkovina. shrieked. "What can I do now? Godfather will a kill me." Petro turned white and didn't say a A fine story of the life of a young Lemko Recollections of a Frontline Soldier word. lad growing up in a village with strict parents. Andrei Hrinenko of "0 Lord, Petro! What should I do?" In Service In 1939, the world was enveloped in a "You can't do anything," he replied. terrible war, which became even worse in 1941 After supper, aunt Ksenya gave me a when Germany attacked the Soviet Union. "But you should have put more wood on the cup of butter mixed with cheese and covered Millions of soldiers died at the front lines, and fire. The wolf won't come around when the with a horseradish leaf. I put that, along with a the civilian population -- old folks and children fire is burning good. We'll have to tell the chunk of bread, into my bag. I put on an old - suffered adversities beyond description. coat with a ragged fringe that had belonged to owner about this." Timko's father, got up on Kato, took the mare From Moscow and Stalingrad the I won't go. They'll kill me! Oh, my on a lead rope, and went off th Zdzhar. The eastern front moved westward through Ukraine God, my God!" I wailed. colt ran along side of us, sometimes behind, and Belarus and approached the borders of and sometimes way ahead. "Ee-ha-ha" , Czechoslovakia, Hungary, and "Stop your blubbering," said Petro, whinnied the mare anxiously, when the colt Romania. By the end of July 1944, Soviet angrily, "Stay here. I'll go and tell them what went too far away. "Ee-hi-hi" came his troops entered eastern Poland and in August response, more shrilly. happened." they neared the . Battles with the German armies came close to Sanok When I got over Debro, I could see H~ ~n.l:lg!?pled his horses, and rode like and eastern Lemkovina. lI'ko's Petro in the pasture. He already had a mad for the village. fire gOing. His horses -- Kashtan and Siwiy, The Soviet army command formulated were hobbled and grazing. Petro himself was I was left all alone. The mare kept a Carpatho- Operation, which was nosing up to the colt, although I tried to drive lying on a blanket beside the fire and smoking intended to help a Slovak uprising. This tobacco he had stolen from his father. He was her away. In anger, I beat her with a stick, but operation began at on September 6, only two years older that I. she didn't want to go. 1944, under the command of General Kiril Moskalenko. He was in' charge of the 38th The sun was beginning to set behind "We tt , " said Petro. "Hobble your Army, which was part of the 1st Ukrainian horses and go get some wood out of the brush Debro when godfather Timko appeared with Front commanded by Marsha'I Ivan Konev. there." his meighbor "'ko. Timko was walking rapidly. However, fighting had begun even earlier south He was barefoot, and his pants were rolled up of Sanok in the Komancha -- Lupkow area by So I hobbled my horses, and they because there was a heavy dew. He walked the 1 st Guards Army, which was part of the 4th hopped over closer to Petro's. The colt right up to the dead colt. Ukrainina Front commanded by General Ivan switched its tail and went after them. Then I Petrov. dragged up some dead branches, which Petro "See what you did, you scoundrel? broke up into short pieces to add to the fire. I May the Lord punish you, you cursed devil, .for After heavy fighting at Dukla, Soviet spread out my cloak close to the fire and lay the loss of my colt." units approached the Czechoslovak border. down on it. And so the -two of us laid there and They occupied northern Tylawa on September talked for quite a while. Then we dug into our 22. Reconnaissance groups reached lunch bags and ate every thing we had. nOh, God! My God!" I wailed at the top on the 23rd. On October 6, of my voice. I couldn't do anything else. I did elements of the Czechoslovak Army Corps, It was a warm night. The moon came have sense enough to stay as far away from aided by Soviet troops, crossed the Polish Godfather as I could. He knew very well he up and the stars sparkled brightly. Petro was Czech border, from Zyndranowa and Barwinek could never catch me, for I was swift of foot. the first to fall asleep. I tossed a few pieces of to Komarnik. The front soon moved to Svidnik wood on the fire, wrapped the coat around on the Ondawa River, while the village of He and lI'ko examined the colt, turning myself, and was soon sound asleep .. Myscowa in . the Dukla area remained in it over and shaking their heads as they looked German hands. _ There was such heavy and talked about it. I woke up to the sound of the horses fighting on the near Dukla that the area blaring and their hoofs pounding. We both came to be known as "The Valley of Death". "Well, all right. It's done. Come over . jumped to our feet. The fire was barely here," Timko said to me. "Don't be afraid. smoldering, and the sky in the east was Here.'s a bit of mush for you. Your aunt Continued on Page 4. Column 1 showing light. It must have been about three thought you might be hungry." o'clock. What in the world is going on? The horses, hobbled as they were, kept hopping Continued on Page 2, Column 1 and snorting.

"Karo, Kashtan!" we shouted, running up to them. TO ALL MEMBERS OF LEMKO ASSOCIATION, YOUR FAMILIES Just then something like a sh'adow sped across the pasture and disappeared into AND ALL READERS OF CARPATHO-RUS, WE WISH YOU THE BEST OF a thicket.

"Wolf, wolf!" we yelled. Lying there in HEALTH, SUCCESS AND WELL-BEIN~ FOR THE NEW YEAR, 2005. the meadow was my little colt, its throat slashed. Hot blood was pouring out on the dew-wet grass. From: the EXECUTIVE and PLANNING BOARDS of LEMKO ASSOC. - ,- -..~ "'- ...... - --,,- PAGE 2 CARPATHO-RUS OCTOBER 8, 2004 dO #-u. j'-.~ ~ ~~z t ~"- • _ 6: .i_}, , ,.' " , == *' . __ d ,me" Ie ' \ t .. ".-

Continued from Page 1, Column 2 my pant iegs and saW the blue bruises from Striding vigorously, papa entered the , Timko's club. Those on my shoulders weren't house. He was wearing linen trousers, a white I wasn't hungry, but I was glad that it visible, since they were covered by my jacket. shirt, a blue vest, and a black hat. He was was all ending so nicely. I walked up to him, carrying a new jacket over his shoulder. but instead of food he pulled a short rod from "You see," said Mrs. Shlomo to her under his jacket. He grabbed me by the arm husband, "how he' beat this boy. Darn him!" "God grant, good evening," he said and started laying it on wherever it chanced. She turned to me, "You'd better go on home. and sat down on the bench without greeting Maybe I'll go over there this evening, or in the the hosts. He didn't even' glance at me. "You, foul devil! You unholy fiend! So morning, and I'll tell your father and mother not this is how you take care of things?! Is this to let them beat you any more. You didn't kill "Welcome to our house, kum," said my what I feed and pay you for?! God str~ke you that colt. The wolf did it." aunt, bustling about the room. here on the spot for the damage you've done," yelled my godfather, and he did not spare the "Lord, I hope that wolf dies, he made so Timko sat down at the table. He didn't rod. I screamed as though I were being much trouble." look very happy. It was clear that he wasn't skinned alive until lI'ko managed to tear me too pleased to See papa. My father was a away from him. I left Shlomo's and went up to the fairly large man, well built, while Timko was cemetery. It was quiet there, and nobody saw short and a little pot-bellied. Papa could "Hey, neighbor! That's enough of this me. I walked from cross to cross and read the handle two such Timkos, even though he was pounding! I ran like a rabbit, crying all the way inscriptions. They were all pretty much alike - quite a bit older. through glen .and brush, · on to the brook, and "Here lies so-and-so of blessed memory, born then across the fields to my own home. on such and such a date, died on such and A tense silence set in. Papa slowly such a date." packed some tobacco into his pipe, struck a Papa was home when I walked into the match, and lit it (Timko didn't smoke). He took house. He already knew that a wolf had killed It began to get dark. I felt hungry, but a couple of pu'ffs, smoothed his black the colt, and he went right at me. I couldn't go back to Shlomo's for another roll, mustache, and opened the conversation. even though they probably would have given "So that's how you do your job, you me one. I went over to the garden by our , "Well, kum Timko. I've come here to rapscallion?! A plague on you," he shouted house. There was onion there, garlic, dill. But settle up with you." and grabbed his razor strop off its hook on the none of that was very filling. There were wall. H,e laid a couple of whacks on me before carrots there too, thin like nails. I pulled up a "What do you mean, settle up?" I backed out the door. few, wiped the dirt off them, and gnawed on them. That eased my hunger a little. "Come on, don't play the fooll" papa raised his voice. "A wolf killed your colt. It I ran out of the house like a shot. Where could I sleep? There wasn't any would seem that it was the fault ofthis rascal," Mama was driving some geese to the creek old hay left, and the. new had not been cut yet. he nodded toward the comer where I stood right then. I crept into Maksim's straw-covered cellar cringing: "B,ut if you, for example, had been where there were. s.ome dry leaves. I burrowed there that night yourself and had fallen asleep, "You wait, you scoundrel. Just wait, into the leaves, and ' covered myself with the you think it would have been any different, ha? you will get it," she waved her switch at me, as jacket. I couldn't fall ~sleep for a long time. The boy fell asleep, probably exhausted, and if I hadn't already got enough. ". ' the devil made a wolf show up. I don't think When I woke up, the herders were you would have done any better. Otcourse, "Merciful Lord! Where can I go?'~ I driving their cows 'out to pasture. It was he was there with the horses, so it is natural to thought. "Maybe I should drown myself. But Sunday, and the bell was ringing for morning put the blame on him. So be it, he is to blame. there isn't enough water in the creek for that." service. Bunches of people were going to So I will pay you for that colt. And right now. church. I went up in the woods, but I couldn't How much do you want for it?" Papa pulled a Bleary eyed and hungry, I sat under find anything there to, eat. I slowly returned to purse out of his pocket. the willows by the creek. It was about noon. the village. My godfather's house was locked People were out in the fields, women working up -- they had gone to church. But I knew how "As for him," he nodded toward me, on their potatoes, men starting on their to get inside. I cxould smell food warming in "he'll pick up his things and go home. He is mowing. It was Saturday, and I didn't go to the oven. I pushed aside a board,' and there not going into service again! I have enough school. How could I? And in a few days it was a bowl of butter~d potatoes, another with work for him at home and enough to eat. , don't want anything for these five months or so would be the end of the school year. I pirohi, and melted butter in a pan. I ate two or that he has worked for you. We can get by walked down through the village along the three potatoes, and dipped a pirdh in the without that. We are not paupers. So tell me, creek until I came to Shlomo's inn. For butter. Boy, how good that tasted! I began how much for that colt. I can't waste any more Shlomo this was the Sabbath, but I went right stuffing pirohi inside my shirt for later. I put in time here." in and stopped across the threshold. I just four ·or five, and they were large - not like stood there without saying a word. those they make nowadays. My Lord," I thought, ''what a good man "Well, Hritsyo, what do you want, ha?" Suddenly I heard somebody coming. my father is." I wanted to go over and give him a hug, but I didn't dare. ' said the Jew. "What did you come here for? A key scraped 'in the lock. They're coming Don't you know this is Saturday? I'm not home from church! Where can I hide? I "Why, kum! Why do you talk like that?" selling anything today .... jumped up on the fireplace, and then up on the rack where wood was drying,right up against Timko responded good-naturedly. "Why are "I don't want anything, 'I ju~t stopped the ceiling. I lay there and didn't even breathe. you getting mad? It's all ,over. True, that was by." The door oened, but it wasn't my godfather, it a nice little colt. It's tough, but accidents can was my aunt with the baby in her arms. Timko happen to anybody. I don't want anything from "And why aren't you in school, like the came later. I laid like that a long time. Then I you for the colt. God forbid!" rest of the kids?" asked Mrs. Shlomo. moved to improve my position, and the wood rolled off onto the pireplace,taking me with it. "Look, kum," said Ksenia, almost "Huh! I didn't go because a wolf killed crying. "You wouldn't take the lad away from I fled into the hallw~y j and then up the ladder us, would you, now when we need him the my colt, and my godfather beat me good." to the loft. When I was halfway up, Timko most? Where would we find anybody else caught me by the legs. I told them about my troubles, and now in the summer? And what will people broke out weeping. I kept wiping my eyes with "Ha, 'you devil! You thief! May the say? It will be gossiped about that no one will my dirty hands, and my face looked like that Mother of God puniSh you, " he roared at me' stay at our house long enough to get warm. of a chimney sweep. Shl'omo and his wife and pounded me with his fists wherever he Lordy, Lordy, such shame, through the whole village. How can you do that to us? After all, listened to me sympathetically, murmured could. something between them, and gave me a we're kin!" • , roll. "Stop, Timko,'~ my aunt rushed into the hallway. "Let him go, for Heaven's sake." Papa got up from the bench and "Here, Hritsyo, Eat this," said Mrs. slammed his fist on the table. Shlomo, kindly, "Don't cry," And she stroked "Get in there, damn you," he shouted "Hahl It'll be a shame for you, huh? my head. and shoved me into the living room. That's all you care about, right? But it'll be no shame for me that you beat up my child, that "God bless you, but I'm not hungry." Then they told me to wash up, put on you abl:'sed him to the paint that Shlomo, a clean clothes, and rock the cradle. "Have you eaten' anything today?" Jew, told me how bad his bruises are! And you're supposed to be Christians! Bah! Even In the afternoon, I drove the cows out I gave him a couple with a strap at home." "No, I haven't." to pasture. Aunt had given me some lunch, so I ate my fill. When toward evening I was "There, you see, kum. Even you "Well then, eat. You won't get filled up putting the cattle into the stable, I noticed my whacked him. But when I saw that mutilated from that beating your godfather gave you." father coming up the path from the road. My colt lying there, I was so mad I didn't know skin crawled. Oh my God, what now? There I nibbled on that roll, and tears mingled what I was doing." was no way I could get out. with every bite. Mrs. Shlomo pulled up one of Continued on Page 3, Column 1 PAGE 3 CARPATHO-RUS OCTOBER 8, 2004

Continued from Page 2, Column 3 A short background article ofthe beginning Press Fund Contributions of Lemko Association from the Cleveland News of June 21, 1933, alS-o printed in the Lemko Journal of Samuel Hubiak $100. I couldn't stand that any longer, and I July 15, -1933. Mrs. Eva Kiehl 10. broke in, sobbing. Stanley Homa Jr. 5. National Unity Aim of Lemkos Ann Kozak 5. "So what! You think I wasn't sorry 25,000 Clevelanders Aid, Fight for about that colt? I felt worse than you did, Recognition Total $120. because I had got used to him. You know yourself that I loved him. He followed me like Lost in the midst of Cleveland's a dog, but he would run from you, because cosmopolitan population, about 25,000 people you often took a whip to him for capering In Appreciation are struggling today for national recognition - around the mare." for recognition of their own ethnographica. We extend our thanks for help in identity and raciallieredity, and for the world's "Shut your mouth, brat," said papa, producing this week's issue of Carpatho-Rus recognition of their 1,000 year old homestead. with a menacing glance at me. "Don't you to Ludmilla Marshovska. horn in when your elders are talking. That's , - The Lemkos, also known as the West true," he turned to Timko. "He loves horses , I Carpathian Russians, ar~ the oldest Slavic just like dogs." ' race in Europe. The country of their origin, Lemkovina, a land of villages, is equally AUDIO & VIDEO TAPES "Yeh, we know that," said Ksenya. divided between Poland and Czechoslovakia. She went into the pantry and returned in a The Lemko tongue is a cbmpendium of all Item #1: Karpato-Rus' Folk Songs: minute with a bottle and glasses. Sliavic languages, and in their ancient folklore Eighteen folk songs from the lies the source of nearly all present day Slavic Carpathian Mountains. Transcribed from 78 "Here, Timko, pour a few," she said, customs, touching the national habits of the RPM discs recorded in 1910, this audio "You'll have a more pleasant talk." Russian, Ukrainian, Pole, Czech, Slavic, cassette tape presents wedding, christening Serbian, Croatian and Slovene. ' and Christmas songs ... the way our ancestors "No, no! Put that away," papa did them. protested. "I didn't come here for a feast." Amazingly enough, though Cleveland's population is one third Slav, few Clevelanders Item #2: Russian Balalaika and Polkas, "Oh, kum! Such a feast. Don't be so know of the Lemkos, or are aware that Chardashes and Gypsy Eclectic: stuck up." She put some bread, butter, Cleveland is the home of the largest Lemko This audio' cassette tape contains cheese, and ham on the table. , colony in America. It is located in the vicinity RusSian polka and balalaika selections, of Starkweather and Professor Avenues and Slavic chardashes and gypsy melodies. "To your health, kum." W. 14th Street., traditional Russian, Polish and Several folk songs provided here were Ukrainian neighborhoods of the city originally recorded in 1910 on 78 RPM discs. "God grant, drink hearty." "Today we find ourselves both Polish Item #3: East European Folk Festival: Aunt Ksenya had only one drink. and Czechoslovak," points out Demetrius Lemko Association sponsored many Vislotsky, editor of the "Lemko" Weekly, a festivals in the past of East European "She can't drink any more," said Timko. national newspaper published at 2490 dancing and singing. This video offers "She's still nursing the babe." Professor Avenue. "We seek national unity highlights of the 25th Festival held in 1993. ,It and a unified government built into a complete includes excerpts of an Orthodox Catholic Glasses were refilled every once in a autonomous state, preferably with Russia." prayer service and concert of Karpato-Rus, while, and the talk turned to ordinary farming Ukrainian, Russian, and Slovak folk songs. matters -- haying, how the grain crops looked The first move toward Linification in this year. Ksenya filled a glass of milk for me . America -was taken four years ago with the Item #4: Canonization of Father Maksym and buttered a slice of bread. founding of the LemkoAssociation of the U.S. Sandovich; & Canada, with headquarters here. l"he This video includes a biography of "Come here, Hrits, have some supper," organization today has more than 50 Saint ' Maksym, the first Orthodox Catholic she invited me. chapters.[no longer]; saint of the Karpati-Rus;. The major sites and events of his glorification which occurred "/ don't want any." Vislotsky who was sentenced to death in Gorlice, Poland in September, 1994 are in Austria during the war (World War I) and uniquely recorded. "What do you mean, you won't eat, saved by the armistice, founded the "Lemko" hah?" papa broke in. "I'll put a belt to you." Weekly in Lemkovina before the war. In 1928, Item #6: Canonization of Father Alexis Toth; he came to America, publishing his newspaper I started right in eating. There was no st. Alexis' biography and canonization first in Philadephpia and then ilJ Cleveland. ceremony are preserved on this video which joking with papa. was filmed at St. Tikhon's Monastery. Lemk,os throu'ghout the state are Papa and Timko got a little mellow. expected to attend a first annual Lemko day Papa insisted on paying forthe'colt, and Timko Item #7: Folk Songs from the Uzhorod Region: here, which is being planned for the middle of kept saying that never in the world would he "Muse Zakarpatskaia through 12 folk 'July. take anything from his kum, not a penny. And songs that were recorded in Soviet days in " -- Ksenya said,she had enough cloth left over to 1955. make another pair of pants, because Hritsyo (I The Cooking Corner was now Hritsyo again) is a good, hardworking ITEM #8: Lemko Wedding Music by Stephen lad. We remember the cakes made by our Skimba in cassette; and ITEM #9: same as #8 in I went to bed. I fell asleep right away, grandmothers. They were solid, and baba CD form. after all the events of the last two days. They served them sliced thinly. One such cake was We were fortunate in finding one of continued their drinking until some time around a poppyseed cake, which baba made in her Steve Skimba's original 78 RPM records and midnight. I don't know when they parted, nor battered angel food cake pan. My niece sent this has been duplicated. what they talked about. All I know is that I me-a cake whieh tasted like baba's but was stayed on in my godfather's service. made the easy way, taking advantage of a PRICES: modem mix. It was good! Here is Sasha's Item #1 ..... $12 •. I managed to get through the year. It recipe. Item #2 ••... $12. didn't go too badly. They gave me plenty to Item #3...•• $25. eat, and even more work to do. There was no Poppyseed Cake Item #4•.... $20. task that passed me by. All through the fall, I Item #6 ..... $20. had to thresh grain with a flail in the barn, pound cake mix pkgs Item #7 ..••• $12. together with my godfather and a hired man. Grated rind of one lemon Item #8 ..... $12. The flailing left its mark on me. Grated rind of one orange Item #9 ••... $20. 1/4 cup , poppysead , ) On New Year's, Aunt Ksenya baked a Confectioners sugar All prices include shipping costs. Send knish for me, and godfather Timko gave me check or money order made out to Lemko the money I had earned. I bundled up my Prepare pound cake mix as directed on Association to: clo!hing, pi£k~ up/my schoolbag, said "Good packages. Fold in lemon and orange rinds. Taste poppyseed to be sure it is not bitter. heai,h" to them, and walked away, never Ma,ry Barker Add to mix. Stir well. Pour into greased and , looking back. That walk felt great, even' . 521' Piermont Avenue floured 2 'quart pan. Use your angel food or / I though there was snow up to my knees. River Vale, NJ 07675 , bundt pan. Bake in slow oven (325 degrees) , , I never again went into service 'for 1 1/4 hours or until firm to touch. Carefully , anywhere, and neither did anyone else in our unmold and coolon a rack. Sprinkle with family. sifted confectioners sugar. Cut into thin slices , to serv~._ ' , , Matushka Nina Stroyen From Kuziak, 1999, "Those Were the Days" Translated By: Dimitri Gallik The Orthodox Herald PAGE 4 CARPATHO-RUS OCTOBER 8, 20~4

the means to write them down. The Germans ,Continued from Page 1, Column 3 So now we have been in the USA for , . were falling back, and we captured a number over '30 years, and we -have not had it bad of them. However, their withdrawal was a Soviet infantry, artillery, and tanks attacked here., Still, we are always drawn to our pretty well organized retreat. the village of Iwla 16 times, and each time the mountains and our nalive village. ' Germans forced them back. My company went past Gorlice and we took Gribowwithout much fighting. From there A lot could be written about my whole We heard that our young Lemkos in the front moved to Nowy Sanch, and there the life from childhood until today, particl,llarly on Sanok County were being recruited for the Germans made a stand. .At Nowy Sanch, I my experiences at the front. But there were Red Army and were undergoing military was wounded in the left shoulder and was thousands like me in Lemkovina. There were training at Zahirye. Some time around mid taken to a hospital at Gorlice. The wound was many of us Lemkos in military training at October, the Soviet command began not a light one, and I was in the, .pospital for a Bachorzec. many of them were killed in mobilizing men for -the Red Army from the month before it healed. combat. A man from Zyndranowa was killed at villages of Trzciana, Tylawa, Zyndranowa, Polany, and at Iwla, Stefan Dudzik stepped on Barwinek, and Mszana. So much for a From Gorlice, I was sent with other a mine. He was taken to a field hospital at historical introduction. soldiers to a reserve regiment at Wadowice, Zbojisky near Dukla. He died there, and his where the barracks had been occupied by wife found his grave with the help of a nurse. Just before the anniversary of the Germans before the - front passed through. His legless body was taken back to his home Dukla battle, I had an opportunity to hear the There I went through some more training with village of Zyndranowa and buried at the reminiscences of the former frontline soldier of men from various regiments and battalions. cemetery there. that time, Andrei Hrinenko of Tylawa. He is Past Wac;lowice, there was a battle and the now living in the United States in Florida, and Germans made a strong counter" attack. Our I recall with pain and sorrow tf:\ose of he came with his wife Kasia to visit his native my fellow villagers~ho di~ r:!~tf~t, y~ from the troops had to withdraw about eight kilometers. village and for a vacation. Here are his war. Only four of the original sixteen came Our first line was almost completely deCimated recollections. back, and twelve are buried somewhere in in that German attack. Only a few men came military cemeteries. ETERNAL MEMORY to out of it alive, and those were' wounded. We * * * them from us and future generations. May did not have good coordination between the German hitlerite fascism never again call on us tanks, artillery, and infantry because the Slavs to fight and die for our living. I present to strength of the German defense was not I was born on April 17, 1921 in Tylawa. you my army picture. I have passed my 82nd year of life, and I find known. it hard to believe that I am' still in pretty good * * * However, our troops broke through the health for my age. I can still enjoy a drink of I thank my friend Andrei for his interesting German line and moved on toward the Polish­ good whiskey, but not too much. talk and his recollections. Fedor Goch Czech border. I was again operating a Maxim heavy machine gun, but this time with different They took 16 of us Tyiawa young men By Andrei Hrinenko helpers than those I had before I was wounded for what was then called the Red Army. At Translated by: Dimitri Gallik noon that day, they brought us together at the at Nowy Sancho They sent us into I?attle Orthodox church on the knoll at the northern again, and at the border I was surrounded and end of the village. wounded again, this time in the left hand.

This was lighter than the first At , they woun~ CARPATHO-RUS brought a Greek Catholic priest named one but still required hospitalization. I made Kabarowski to our group. They soon let him my way by various military transports back to Carpatho-Russian newspaper, go after a talk with him. In the afternoon, we Gorlice, where I knew both the staff and the published semi-monthly by the Lemko Assoc. went by army vehicle to Polianka beyond conditions. I was stopped on the way several of the United States and Canada except 1 Krosno, where we got uniforms. After two times by patrols, but when I showed evidence ,issue in November. days they marched us to Bachorzec near of my eaflier wound and treatment at Gorlice Dyriow, and there we went through military I was allowed to go on., Subscription Rate: One Year... $20. training for a few days. After being sworn in, a few hundred of us new recruits were On March 28, I was given leave from Edited By: A. Herenchak marched from Bachorzec closer to the front at the hospital to visit my family. I walked all the USPS No. 291 460 Bobrek north of Dukla. There we got more way to Tylawa, because on those roads there military training. I was assigned to a machine were almost no vehicles. I got home just Periodicals: Postage Paid at gun unit and began training on the Maksim before morning, tired and hungry. It was still Allentown, NJ 08501-9998 heavy machine gun. They gave me my friend pretty cold and wintry. I" didn't find my parents Andrei Rozdilski of Tylawa and another soldier at home. They had been transferred to the Postmaster: Send address changes from Kiev in Ukraine as my assistants. Soviet Union, to Dnepropetrovsk Oblast in to: Ukraine. In one night they moved us out of CARPATHO RUS Bobrek almost up to the front line at Iwla past I rested up on a bench in the hallway P.O. BOX 156 Dukla. Then we were ordered to march to the and thought about what I should do -- go back ALLENTOWN, NEW JERSEY 08501 village of Polany, the southern part of which to the front lines and maybe death, or try to was occupied by the Germ~ns while the reach my parents. northern part was in our hands. Many of our men were killed in the fighting there, because Before I went into the army and the SUBSCRIPTION FORM the Germans were well entrenched and had front lines, I had fallen in love with a good defenses while we attacked'mostly in the neighborhood girl, Katerina, or Kasia, Pelia. I Please start/renew my subscription to morning before dawn. The cold weather made was strongly attracted to her, and I went to live CARPATHO-RUS. Enclosed please find my it hard for us too. There was little chance to there for the time being. Kasia had also been check or money order for $20.lyear payable to rest or sleep, and we were often short of food wounded, in the leg, during the fighting around because our field kitchen was not always able there, and that required treatment for quite a Lemko Assoc. to prepare something hot on time when we ran while. She and her parents welcomed me out of dry rations. Our Maxim machine gun warmly. I was still in poor health from my Name often kept us warm during the fighting. We wounds, and I already knew all about life at would have to move it after an exchange with the front from my experience at Iwla and' the Germans, and it was not easy in the winter Polany. . Address: to dig new trenches. More than once we begged the Lord to get us out of that hell. The war ended after battles at Prague, City, S~ate, Vienna, ,' and Berlin. My younger brother Zip Code______Then came the January offensive of Wanyo returned from lorced labor in Germany, January 12, 1945. -Up to this time, all three Of and together the two of us worked the family Press Fund us with that machine ,gun were alive and homestead. After considerable difficulty, our Donation:, ______unhurt, but we had 'no, idea of what would parents returned to Tylawa from the Soviet happen next. After an artillery barrage, our Union, and they stayed there until they died. tanks and infantry moved forward. As I recall, . 'Send To: we were the 121st Regiment, 33rd Division, They did not drive out my brother and CARPATHO-RUS 38th Army of the 4th Ukrainian Front, and we me in the Wisla action of 1947. He had been were ' under the command of General K. marked by the Germans with the letter "P", c/o Alexander Herenchak Moskalenko. and my fiancee Kasia, now still my wife, came P.O. Box 156 from a Polish family on her father's side, Allentown, NJ 08501 We captured the first village on the although she was christened in our church and Tel: 609-758-1115 road to Zmigrod on the night of the 12th and considers herself a Lemko through her Fax: 609-758-7301 13th of January. In the morning of January 13, mother. we took more villages, but we didn't know their names and we didn't have either the time or