This day resounds in a triple echo in my memories - the Victory Day, my Father's birthday and the day my Sister was born... Unfortunately, that's only what is left. The memories. The death of the Soviet Union killed the necessity to celebrate 9th of May. My Father is resting in peace many years already. And my Sister, she's so far away! Luckily I still have her... But can you imagine how it was for my Father, having his first child on his own birthday, celebrating the Victory Day? So let it be, the triple celebration in a honor of the Life's Victory! Happy Birthday, Drakoša!
That's her, my diligent modest Sister www.drakonolizdas.blogspot.com