Tag #116672 - Interview #78774 (Fania Brantsovskaya)

My husband worked till his last days. In 1985, at the medical examination before his trip to a resort, they diagnosed cancer. He was operated on and the doctors told us he was to be all right when in truth cancer struck him all over. On 20th May 1985 he was admitted to hospital for high governmental officials and stayed there for seven months. He died in December 1985. He was buried in the town military cemetery. Our combat friends and his colleagues living in various towns came to his funeral. They made speeches by his casket for a few hours. I lost my beloved husband and my best friend.