My WWII family history

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Well, my grandfather was born in village called Straža, near Loznica in Serbia, on this day, 02. 08. 1925. Today is St. Ilija (Sveti Ilija Gromovnik); I am an atheist but i like this day.
After the war, he got married to my grandmother, so he stayed in the region of Vojvodina, near Pančevo. Worked there in the factory called "Utva". He didnt liked bureaucracy and people who
use benefits from the war. We all know what it means. In some time, dont know the year, but it was in period of struggle between Tito and Stalin, there was rumours that he was Stalins supporter, which was totaly moronic thing. My grandfather was one of the most honest man I met in my life, and he didnt want no benefits from the state, even he was in war, never asked even for pension. He was real communist. Unjustly accused, he was in danger to send him to Goli otok /https://sh.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goli_otok/ place or camp for political prisoners and dissidents. Dont know how he avoid that but after that "accident" he lost his job, and was branded, I suppose so as a traitor, so never again he could find a job. That was his curse. From that time, his family, with my father (he was kid then) moved from village to village in search for normal living. In the end he started his own work, as artisan at his home.
So that is one story how the state acted to true communists and people which didnt care about material things and could do many good things for community. But he didnt fit. Now when i look to the past I can see him as anarcho - communist. The photo is from his military history, its says: Wounded in stomach in november 1944. and in the head in 1945. And medal of bravery.
Partisans were brave people, great warriors and salute to them all.

 

Well, i am sorry have not much time, but there is a text that is missing, but i wrote it. Never mind.
I tried to edit it,but not successfully.
I will write here.
This text needs to be after my first sentense: Dont know about his way from Serbia, to Province of Vojvodina,and how he get in
5 th Brigade. This brigade later was formed in Bosnia and Hercegovina in village Ratkovići in 1943. He was sergeant.
I liked to listen to his stories about their actions in partisans. Unfortunately many years now are from it, and I cant clearly
remember. I know he told me they were in Austria, how he almost asleep in the cold and snowy mountains of Bosnia, and almost died, how he saved a girl
from burned house,and so he got medal for bravery.
Never wanted to answer on my questions about killing fascists.
I can clearly remember his scar on his stomach. He told me they never removed all peaces of bullet or geler dont know
what it was.Also he was wounded in the head in 1945.
My granddad was my idol. He died in 2002.Every day i look at his photo and I remember him as a great man.

 

Very interesting stories. Funny thing is that my great-grandfather was also born in 1925 and was also awarded with the medal for bravery.

 

Brave people, what else to say. We are lucky to have ancestors like them