“Hello, Dunyasha! It’s me, Seryozha, don’t be afraid! Private Kutsenko!”
I was so stunned by the call that I fell silent for several seconds, forcing Seryozha to explain who was calling. But I recognized him right away.
–Seryozha, good to hear from you!
It turned out he also called our Moscow Zhenya. He spent most of his pension, half of which goes to the retirement home, on calling us.
How he misses us, and how sad he is when we leave him…
Now it is Seryozha who’s hardest to write about.
It turns out I’m no longer writing simply about someone whom we care for, but someone who’s grown very close. Not just to us but also to many readers of our blog.
His fate has unfolded right on these pages. Since the time we met him, limping, Then with a broken leg, broken so badly the bone was sticking out.
An amputation followed, and it was simply a miracle that we found him them. This was no coincidence.
Afterwards we managed to find a spot for him at a retirement home. Thanks to everyone who helped dealing with the awful red tape…
Nowadays when we visit, we spend half a day with him.
We’d like to do it more often, but it’s become ever-more difficult…
Our guys also drop in on him…
How are things going for him?
As usual. He rarely goes out for walks when it’s cold. He’s bored, there’s almost no-one to hang out with…Last time I wrote about an electric wheelchair, but almost nobody responded. A new one would cost too much. So I’m asking again–does anyone have one that’s no longer needed? Or one you could sell at a discount?
Seryozha has polyarthritis which got worse due to the amputation. It’s difficult for him to get into the building on a wheelchair–it’s a steep incline, and he can’t manage without help…
I’d be very grateful if someone responded.
Seryozha has no home–the place where he used to live burned down after a shell hit in ’14. He lived in Khryashchevatoye, about which I wrote many reports. This village was 2/3 destroyed by UAF and National Guard shelling in ’14.
Thank you everyone who participates in our aid effort!