Oleh Repinetskyi

“Honestly, every day, every hour that you were still alive and well at the airport was already an event of a sort. I don’t remember a single day when we would have peace and quiet for 24 hours in a row. Every day, every night it was either another attack or massive shelling. Every day there was shooting, we were delivered ammo, someone had to unload it, someone was wounded… Guys attacking at one place, someone 300th at another, a 200th elsewhere… So many events that it’s hard to really single out one particular event.

I had one [such a bright] event – when my father arrived at the airport. That was quite an event for me. We had been shooting all night, and in the morning, I was resting up, sleeping. Then an officer from the battery came and told me, “Get up, your dad is here!” That’s what I remember well.”