Father got I don’t know how many bullets, in the hand, in the stomach, and in the leg. They carried him out. They dressed him as a civilian because father was in uniform. If someone had a uniform, they would wear it. They carried him out, I lost contact with father. When Mokotów was already falling, we went through the sewers to the city center, and my brother stayed with a volunteer group that guarded the entrance to the sewers.
