Heroes don’t Die
“Mom, I’m sorry for a black scarf”
The war like a dreadful black bird came again to Dubrovytskyi raion. It happened again like last year (when Fedir Pliashko was buried), it knocked on the window in the middle of the summer, when nature sang the Ode to Life.
On July 8 Ivan Borsuk, our compatriot, soldier of the 14th Separate Mechanized Brigade died at the Kharkiv military hospital after sustaining injures in the outskirts of Popasna. Mournful tidings were spread of the raion and black ribbons, like snakes, intertwined with the blue of state flags. Another mother wore a black scarf and cuddled last son’s house, she was crying, weeping, praying.
Who was Ivan Borsuk? He was a son of hardworkers, a representative of a respected laborious family. He was an ordinary village guy destined to become a Hero. But no, he was not ordinary. Whether any average man who lived around us would join the war for a second time?… Читати далі