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Private Hannes Edvin Kokkarinen. A farm worker from Nilsiä. Born 20.11.1920 (Muuruvesi), died 14.11.1941 (Gonginichi). He was my great uncle. He fell six days before his twenty-first birthday, fighting in World War II.   Hannes’ service card tells me that he first served as a conscripted infantryman before being promoted to private. He was in the 9th Infantry Regiment, 1st Platoon and 2nd Battalion (2/I/JR9) and killed while fighting the Red Army in Gonginichi. On an old map

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‘I have a bomb shelter,’ said I to my British friend when he expressed concern about my 1,340-km long shared border with Russia. ‘But...

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The dawn that day rose Just as the mist of the night Subsided like a foam descending To reveal clear water ahead The bees in the hive stirred about To retrieve more honey It was on that day that I stared into the Mirror of luck. Hours passed by just As flies whizzed under a scorchy sun The foam above the crystal water rose again The mist of the dusk rose high above me shattering the mirror to grits I plunged down from a mountain Into the depths of dreariness It

Oh, what a day, what a week, what a year. That is how quickly time can pass you by if you do not get on with writing your novel. So, how...

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