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Father’s choice
The children of Bronze and Vladas Montvydas had a good home and a beautiful and happy childhood awaited them. My father was a hardworking and orderly farmer from the village of Nevard aldeanai (Telšiai district). Not only did he work the land, but he also invented various businesses. Having mastered the craftsmanship of a carpenter and blacksmith, he began to produce briquettes called in Samogitia: painted and forged wheels for sale, which were transported to the markets of Luokė, Telšiai and other cities for sale. He also took baked bread and sold it to the people of Varniai. Vladas Montvydas came from a family of mansion workers, so he was not afraid of work, he worked alongside his mercenaries. Businesses were successful, income grew, and it was enough to expand both the family and the economy, as well as to pay off debts. After all, his wife’s father had gone to Argentina to earn money, and the farm, which ran out of gaspador, quickly got tired and went into debt, so Vlad Montvydas raised him in a few years and raised the old farm of 24 hectares. to look like a farm of 80 hectares. The handy one was even equipped with a wind power generator, so kerosene lamps were not lit in their homes, as in many rural homes at that time, but light bulbs, they played and talked on the radio, which the children enjoyed. They were also enchanted by the apple and other fruit trees that bloom in spring, the howl and shade of the maples, especially their sweet juice, for which the father, who was finishing the flow, had installed wooden gutters. The children were also looking forward to the returning storks, who had liked the beautiful and orderly Montvydas farm, what will they bring this year? They were generous to Montvydas, the hostess gave birth to a boy almost every year …
No one seemed to be able to thwart this hardworking family idyll. Even the outbreak of war did not significantly change the course of their lives. Only at the end did the clouds begin to beat. The Germans withdrew, the Russians came closer and promised nothing good – if they didn’t leave Montvyd before the war, he would hardly leave them alone now – after all, their farm had grown significantly during that time, which they could no longer process. and they were forced to hire. Furthermore, Vladas Montvydas belonged to the Union of Rifles … So Montvydas became a serious candidate for a trip to Siberia in all respects …
Then the difficult question arose – what to do? … The men of the village gathered in a group – to retreat to the west or to go to the forest? There were all kinds of opinions … Vlad Montvydas and several other men decided to leave their land, their land and started digging bunkers, putting food, weapons and clothes in them.
Thus he became a partisan, and his wife, with an elderly mother, four young children and a fifth waiting, stayed home to face the dangers and impending storms of life.
Now, no one who knows the Montvyd family drama is surprised by the husband’s decision to leave his wife with a group of young children and go to the forest. Then, at the end of the war, younger, homeless men went to the forest to avoid exile or serve in the Soviet army, and those who were tied to their farms and “partisan” families only at night, participating in various actions, and in the mornings, hiding their weapons, they returned to their homes and did the normal work of their farms. Still others participated in the resistance by supporting the partisans with food, becoming their liaisons and allowing bunkers to be installed in their homes.
Interestingly, the leader of the Samogitian Legion himself, Major Jonas Semaška, then, when men were considering the forms of choice, urged to conserve strength, not to be afraid to go to the underground depths, said that Lithuania needed people close to the soil and the upbringing of children. But V. Montvydas, apparently, had his opinion, his point of view, perhaps he could not calmly watch how the occupiers trampled our country and launched into an open fight.
Last Supper
The family quickly felt the price. Enkavėdists and stribes became regular visitors to the Montvydas house. His question was also constant, the same: “Where is the man?” Bronė Montvydienė’s answer was repeated: “I don’t know.” On the contrary, they came increasingly angry, angry, and when the children saw them, they began to scream in fear, fearing that they would shoot their mother, because they repeatedly threatened to do so if they did not tell them where they were. the man was hiding.
They also came on Christmas Eve, perhaps they expected the family to gather at a table on a holy day for all Lithuanians according to the ancient tradition.
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