Sekisova Street
(Working Street until 2014)
The street was named after Anatoly Sekisov on April 1, 2014, before that it was a Working street. It was renamed after the village joined the city so that there would be no double streets. This is how contemporaries learned about an amazing man, a hero of the Great Patriotic War, an order bearer.
You can get to the Plekhanov microdistrict by turning off the bypass road by following the sign. Anatoly Sekisov built house number 21 for his family. A man who went to war as a young man and returned as a hero.
Anatoly Nikandrovich Sekisov was not a native of Plekhanov. He was born on July 13, 1924 in the village of Kamyshevka in the Shatrovsky district of the Kurgan region, from where his mother, Anna Vasilyevna, was expelled with her children in the thirties of the last century, and his father, Nikandra Vasilyevich, was taken to the GULAG, where he disappeared.
The first commune was established in the village of Kamyshevka in March 1920. Nine families joined together for collective labor: they plowed, sowed, and reaped. The commune was named "Red Worker". Among those who joined the commune was N.V. Sekisov. In February 1921, a large peasant uprising broke out in the area, which was called the Kulak uprising. Some communards died at the hands of the rebels. In March 1929, the agricultural artel "Toiler" was organized in Kamyshevka, which included 225 yards, 364 able-bodied people. In order not to fall under repression, those who refused to join the collective farm had to leave the village, practically abandoning the entire farm. Priisetye was the land of the Old Believers, so they often hid their own, and later they went through the forests to the north or to big cities, where it was easy to get lost and no one knew them.
Nikander had a large household in Kamyshevka, a good one, especially a good apiary that fed the whole family. The Sekisov family left Kamyshevka with only a few belongings. This is how several large families from the Priisetye settled in Plekhanova. At first, they lived in a wooden two-story barracks, where each family rented a room, and later moved into their own house. The women farmed, grew potatoes, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, and sold them at the market.
Anatoly was the eldest among the children. I went to work early, I had to help my mother. At first, he grazed cows, then worked in weeding, then as a tractor trailer driver’s assistant. He worked and studied at night school at the same time. He graduated from four classes. At that time, not everyone could boast of such an education. When the war began, he was not even seventeen, and he had to wait more than a year to go to the front. Before coming of age, he was drafted into the 22nd training regiment, which was located in the city, where he completed three months of training and received the rank of sergeant. From there, on August 21, 1942, he was enlisted in the 332nd Ivanovo Frunze Infantry Division of the 1119th Infantry Regiment and sent to the front.
You can get to the Plekhanov microdistrict by turning off the bypass road by following the sign. Anatoly Sekisov built house number 21 for his family. A man who went to war as a young man and returned as a hero.
Anatoly Nikandrovich Sekisov was not a native of Plekhanov. He was born on July 13, 1924 in the village of Kamyshevka in the Shatrovsky district of the Kurgan region, from where his mother, Anna Vasilyevna, was expelled with her children in the thirties of the last century, and his father, Nikandra Vasilyevich, was taken to the GULAG, where he disappeared.
The first commune was established in the village of Kamyshevka in March 1920. Nine families joined together for collective labor: they plowed, sowed, and reaped. The commune was named "Red Worker". Among those who joined the commune was N.V. Sekisov. In February 1921, a large peasant uprising broke out in the area, which was called the Kulak uprising. Some communards died at the hands of the rebels. In March 1929, the agricultural artel "Toiler" was organized in Kamyshevka, which included 225 yards, 364 able-bodied people. In order not to fall under repression, those who refused to join the collective farm had to leave the village, practically abandoning the entire farm. Priisetye was the land of the Old Believers, so they often hid their own, and later they went through the forests to the north or to big cities, where it was easy to get lost and no one knew them.
Nikander had a large household in Kamyshevka, a good one, especially a good apiary that fed the whole family. The Sekisov family left Kamyshevka with only a few belongings. This is how several large families from the Priisetye settled in Plekhanova. At first, they lived in a wooden two-story barracks, where each family rented a room, and later moved into their own house. The women farmed, grew potatoes, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, and sold them at the market.
Anatoly was the eldest among the children. I went to work early, I had to help my mother. At first, he grazed cows, then worked in weeding, then as a tractor trailer driver’s assistant. He worked and studied at night school at the same time. He graduated from four classes. At that time, not everyone could boast of such an education. When the war began, he was not even seventeen, and he had to wait more than a year to go to the front. Before coming of age, he was drafted into the 22nd training regiment, which was located in the city, where he completed three months of training and received the rank of sergeant. From there, on August 21, 1942, he was enlisted in the 332nd Ivanovo Frunze Infantry Division of the 1119th Infantry Regiment and sent to the front.
Anatoly Nikandrovich participated in the battles for the liberation of Velikiye Luki and Leningrad. He served in intelligence, the squad went out on assignment, as a rule, to look out for enemy equipment concentration points. They lived in a dugout separate from the regiment, and went on a mission for a week or even two, so they practically did not come into contact with the rifle regiment itself. On March 29, 1944, Anatoly Sekisov was seriously wounded during reconnaissance in the Polotsk area (a shrapnel wound with bone damage). Having handed over the equipment locations to the regiment, they did not have time to retreat and came under fire from their own Katyushas… The surgeon at the field hospital where he was taken turned out to be a woman who felt sorry for the young and handsome guy, and she did everything possible to save his leg.
On April 6, 1944, Sergeant Anatoly Sekisov was presented with the Order of Glory, III degree, which he received right in the hospital. In order to look like a fighter at the solemn moment of the presentation, he asked a comrade in the ward for a sailor’s uniform. It so happened that the picture taken that day turned out to be his only photo of the war years.
On April 6, 1944, Sergeant Anatoly Sekisov was presented with the Order of Glory, III degree, which he received right in the hospital. In order to look like a fighter at the solemn moment of the presentation, he asked a comrade in the ward for a sailor’s uniform. It so happened that the picture taken that day turned out to be his only photo of the war years.
He was transferred from the field hospital to the Kotelnich Hospital, where he spent several months. In November 1944, an expert commission determined his third disability group and sent him home. His wounded leg reminded him of the war until the end of his days. According to the testimony of the youngest son, she was constantly festering and aching, almost completely dried up and was slightly shorter than healthy. So that the lameness would not be obvious, Anatoly Nikandrovich would put a felt boot under his heel, but he still limped a little and walked with a stick. It was only in the eighties that he was given a quota for orthopedic shoes through sobes. So, thanks to the surgeon, he spent his whole life on his feet, although almost all the few sources about him indicate that his leg was amputated.
Anatoly was 20 years old when he returned home. I immediately got a job at a collective farm. The workers were really needed, and he was a smart and hardworking guy. There was a lot of work in the village after the war. We started by installing a sawmill and building a cattle yard. Men were worth their weight in gold. Anatoly worked first as a foreman, then as a carpenter, then as a foreman of a field team, he developed virgin lands and was even awarded a medal for this. He was highly respected in the village and in 1961 he was offered to become the manager. The village of Plekhanova was considered site No. 3 and, together with the villages of Voronina and Meteleva, was subordinated to the Uchkhoz village Council. Anatoly Sekisov worked as a village manager for three years, after which he graduated from veterinary courses and became a veterinarian. The family was big, the children had to be put on their feet, and it was very difficult to do this with the work of the manager, because they had to work both day and night.
Anatoly Nikandrovich got married in 1945. His uncle Zakhar advised him to marry a widow with a young son. "Don't chase the red—lipped ones, take a woman for a living," his uncle taught him, "take a fur coat and you won’t lose." And so it turned out. Anatoly Nikandrovich and Alexandra Vasilyevna lived soul to soul, loved each other. Seven more children were born and raised. In total, the Sekisov family had five sons and three daughters. After getting married, Anatoly moved out from his mother and built his first small house on a plot next to the hut of his wife’s mother, grandmother Marya, who, while she was alive, helped them with the children. They all lived in this house before the fire that happened in 1969.
The house burned down completely, and much of that fire was irretrievably lost, especially documents and photographs. Of course, there were no things left, no clothes, nothing. People just came and brought everything they could: some a pillow, some a blanket, some a spoon, some a fork, some a cup. But most importantly, people came to help build a new house, worked on weekdays, and built on weekends.
Anatoly Nikandrovich was highly respected because he helped everyone: he laid roofs, stoves, and treated cattle. So when trouble struck, the whole village came to his aid. After dismantling the fire, a new large house was built in the same place over the summer, which the family moved into in October. While the construction was going on, we lived in the grandmother’s house, in one room.
Almost all of Plekhanova’s women worked on the farm at that time. The kids were always given plenty of milk in the summer, and they ran off to the field, where they played football, baked potatoes, ate and washed down with milk. Such a happy childhood of the post-war years. The Plekhanovsky collective farm is successful and friendly.
Anatoly Nikandrovich installed a large wooden swing near his house, where all the village children came running to swing. And in front of the swing, he built and put up a slide, which, as winter began, he flooded. It’s the same for all the kids, not just for their own.
May 9th was Anatoly Nikandrovich’s favorite holiday. He liked to come to the children’s school and talk about the war there. Every year on this day, the Victory flag flew over his house, and the whole family gathered in the house for a holiday. This tradition has never been broken even after his death.
Anatoly Sekisov Street is small, only 850 meters long, but it runs like an arrow through the village in a westerly direction from its very beginning to Plekhanovsky Bor. She is as direct and significant to the village as the person whose name she bears.
The street itself is very calm, despite the heavy traffic for the village. The houses on it are different: from dilapidated huts to beautiful stone mansions. A car service is located on the outskirts of the street. And opposite it is the place where all village festivals and festivities take place. Thanks to the Kalinin city Council and sponsors, a sports area and a playground appeared on the site of the former wasteland. And once there was a farm where the village children ran to get milk.
The memorial to the soldiers of our fellow villagers who participated in the Great Patriotic War of 1941−1945 "We Honor and Remember" was installed in the village of Plekhanov in 2005. In 2024, the Plekhanovites, together with the autonomy of Belarusians of the Tyumen region, laid an alley of Heroes here to perpetuate the names of those who went to defend their Homeland. One of the trees was planted in honor of Anatoly Nikandrovich Sekisov.
Anatoly was 20 years old when he returned home. I immediately got a job at a collective farm. The workers were really needed, and he was a smart and hardworking guy. There was a lot of work in the village after the war. We started by installing a sawmill and building a cattle yard. Men were worth their weight in gold. Anatoly worked first as a foreman, then as a carpenter, then as a foreman of a field team, he developed virgin lands and was even awarded a medal for this. He was highly respected in the village and in 1961 he was offered to become the manager. The village of Plekhanova was considered site No. 3 and, together with the villages of Voronina and Meteleva, was subordinated to the Uchkhoz village Council. Anatoly Sekisov worked as a village manager for three years, after which he graduated from veterinary courses and became a veterinarian. The family was big, the children had to be put on their feet, and it was very difficult to do this with the work of the manager, because they had to work both day and night.
Anatoly Nikandrovich got married in 1945. His uncle Zakhar advised him to marry a widow with a young son. "Don't chase the red—lipped ones, take a woman for a living," his uncle taught him, "take a fur coat and you won’t lose." And so it turned out. Anatoly Nikandrovich and Alexandra Vasilyevna lived soul to soul, loved each other. Seven more children were born and raised. In total, the Sekisov family had five sons and three daughters. After getting married, Anatoly moved out from his mother and built his first small house on a plot next to the hut of his wife’s mother, grandmother Marya, who, while she was alive, helped them with the children. They all lived in this house before the fire that happened in 1969.
The house burned down completely, and much of that fire was irretrievably lost, especially documents and photographs. Of course, there were no things left, no clothes, nothing. People just came and brought everything they could: some a pillow, some a blanket, some a spoon, some a fork, some a cup. But most importantly, people came to help build a new house, worked on weekdays, and built on weekends.
Anatoly Nikandrovich was highly respected because he helped everyone: he laid roofs, stoves, and treated cattle. So when trouble struck, the whole village came to his aid. After dismantling the fire, a new large house was built in the same place over the summer, which the family moved into in October. While the construction was going on, we lived in the grandmother’s house, in one room.
Almost all of Plekhanova’s women worked on the farm at that time. The kids were always given plenty of milk in the summer, and they ran off to the field, where they played football, baked potatoes, ate and washed down with milk. Such a happy childhood of the post-war years. The Plekhanovsky collective farm is successful and friendly.
Anatoly Nikandrovich installed a large wooden swing near his house, where all the village children came running to swing. And in front of the swing, he built and put up a slide, which, as winter began, he flooded. It’s the same for all the kids, not just for their own.
May 9th was Anatoly Nikandrovich’s favorite holiday. He liked to come to the children’s school and talk about the war there. Every year on this day, the Victory flag flew over his house, and the whole family gathered in the house for a holiday. This tradition has never been broken even after his death.
Anatoly Sekisov Street is small, only 850 meters long, but it runs like an arrow through the village in a westerly direction from its very beginning to Plekhanovsky Bor. She is as direct and significant to the village as the person whose name she bears.
The street itself is very calm, despite the heavy traffic for the village. The houses on it are different: from dilapidated huts to beautiful stone mansions. A car service is located on the outskirts of the street. And opposite it is the place where all village festivals and festivities take place. Thanks to the Kalinin city Council and sponsors, a sports area and a playground appeared on the site of the former wasteland. And once there was a farm where the village children ran to get milk.
The memorial to the soldiers of our fellow villagers who participated in the Great Patriotic War of 1941−1945 "We Honor and Remember" was installed in the village of Plekhanov in 2005. In 2024, the Plekhanovites, together with the autonomy of Belarusians of the Tyumen region, laid an alley of Heroes here to perpetuate the names of those who went to defend their Homeland. One of the trees was planted in honor of Anatoly Nikandrovich Sekisov.
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