Anatoly Belyaev

Later, when the girls grew up, she wanted to come together, to live together again, but then I do not want to.

I am from Volyn. I lived there almost all my life in the city of Gorokhov. But he worked as a gas cooker for 30 years and often went away.

Last year, I bathed in the lake, injured my feet, the wounds did not heal for a long time. At first, I didn’t pay attention and then I couldn’t work anymore. So I was on the street.

The documents were all stolen. There is no pension yet. Daughters in the United States have long-lived, they do not want to communicate with me.
Doctors don’t take me to the hospital. They refuse to treat me because I have no money.

I don’t know what to do next …

In our shelter, we make dressings for Anatolia 🙁

thank you Chekmenev Alexander for the photo