
Before the war, I built machinery for the woodworking industry and raised my son and daughter. I never would’ve imagined—even in my worst nightmare—that I’d have to pick up a weapon.
After the war, I want to start my own business in agriculture and spend more time with my family. And also—fishing on the Dnipro. I miss it more than I can say.
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Stepan From Berestyn
Before the war, I worked as an electrician. Every day meant heading out to job sites, climbing up high, and repairing power lines — all so people could have light and warmth in their homes. Back then, I couldn’t even imagine that the results of years of our work would be wiped out by missile strikes from our crazy neighbor. I couldn’t stand aside when the enemy started destroying everything I’d poured my strength into — and my hopes for the future. So I decided to trade my tool belt for a body armor vest, and my tools for a weapon. Because I understood one simple thing: if we want light in our windows again, we first have to drive out the ones who came to bring us darkness.


