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Yurii Yu. Lytvynenko
28 September 1979 – 16 December 2015Kharkiv region – Donetsk region

Order of Bohdan Khmelnytsky 3rd Class

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Natalia Levchenko, mother: "Yuriy Yuriyovych Lytvynenko was born on September 28, 1979, in the village of Pashchenivka, Kolomak district, Kharkiv region. When Yuriy was 3 years old, his father died, and we moved to Kharkiv. In Kharkiv, he graduated from school No. 63. In 1996, he entered and graduated with honors from the Faculty of Law of the Kharkiv National Pedagogical University named after H. Skovoroda in 2001, and from 2004 to 2007, he studied at the Faculty of Economics of the same university, obtaining a master's degree. From 2001 to 2002, he served in the Armed Forces of Ukraine. I have 2 letters of gratitude from the minister for raising my son. He began his career in the security service of "Kreditprombank," then worked as the head of the security service of "Dniprocredit" bank and the Land Bank. His last place of work was "Basis" bank. Due to the bank's liquidation, he was dismissed, after which he voluntarily went to the military enlistment office and asked to be called up to the front. On January 30, he received a summons, and on February 2, 2015, retraining began at the Military Law Faculty of the Kharkiv National University of Law named after Yaroslav the Wise, and on March 13, he went to his assignment — to the 17th battalion of the 57th brigade, which was stationed in the city of Dzerzhynsk, Donetsk region, where he held the position of assistant to the commander on legal issues, holding the rank of lieutenant of justice. The combat comrades of my son said that he diligently performed not only legal work (all soldiers received their combat veteran status and combat allowances on time, he never included himself in the lists for combat allowances, although he often was on the front line), but also other combat tasks. He always carried grenades with him, and he asked me for forgiveness for the decision he made — under no circumstances to surrender to captivity. During the execution of another combat task, he came under fire, and as a result of a concussion, he suffered a massive heart attack, but Yuriy fought for his life for another 4 hours and 45 minutes. The commander was not in the battalion, and no one else called for medical evacuation to take him to Kharkiv or Dnipro, where he could have been saved. That's how it happened that at 6:30 PM he called me and spoke quite healthily, and at 8:00 AM a volunteer told me that he had died at 0:35 on December 16, 2015."Military service
Lieutenant, Deputy battalion Commander for legal issues17th separate motorized infantry battalion (57th separate motorized infantry brigade)Died on December 16, 2015, from a heart attack caused by a concussion sustained while performing a combat mission near the city of Toretsk in the Donetsk region.- Cemetery of the Shelestove village (Kolomatska TC, Bohodukhivskyi district, Kharkiv region)
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- My lush world is orphaned without you. And the day is a song, and the night is a song. I don't know which path to follow, When the song fell silent and the string broke. The earth shrank and the sky tilted. The rivers dried up and the streams dried up. My God was silent , when she prayed to him And all living thoughts disappeared at once
- All around is a wasteland, no, a desert, There is not a living soul, Only a mother's cry through the ceiling She writes poems to her murdered son. My only son, my son, My days have become songs, Love is an eternal wreath, Your days are immortal in the sky. There is no better road in the world, Which I could take to me, I would stand on the thresholds of my relatives, I would find comfort in my heart
- You are there, where you will no longer call, You are there, no longer called from anywhere, I am here, where the dances are still circling, Where everything is traded, and where everything is still sold. Is your death in vain?! Everything will be as it was everything has always been?
- Is it possible to get used to death, To screams, pain and crying, When all the usual faces are erased And it sounds: "Hosanna", - the executioner? Is it possible to get used to betrayal, Trafficking of relatives, When brothers are hellish reptiles, They stand, like a stag, on the side of darkness? Is it possible to get used to losses, To bitter tears in the eyes of a child, When Grad hits ours, And there is not even a drop of peace? You cannot live long on the edge, Tears wash away every morning… I so want to wake up in the grove, Where the son stood for his will until the end. Where he found his own peace, With a smile he flew to God, Under His holy cover, Where death, war, anxiety disappeared
- The war treacherously stole a son from me And took thousands of sons from their families. A tire burns in the heart with a torch, There are no longer and will be happy hours… It is so strange that people are rejoicing all around. Life is exuberant, rushing on its way, But you will never be there again. You will no longer say jokingly: "come back to home". How I prayed, people do not know. The silence of the night and the mother's cry know this. Wherever you look, your traces are everywhere, Only you you disappeared forever from space. Forgive me, my son, that the gods did not hear, How I begged for you to return alive, That I was not around when you were taken to death… You will forever remain alive in my memory . 09.01.2016
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