We drove out just a little bit – about 15 kilometres beyond Chernobyl. There was a church there, and a priest. The priest lived there with his family. We came there and – wow! Incredible – a church in the zone! “Do you have enough food supplies?”- we ask the priest. He invited us in and even tried to treat us to dinner. Well, we, too, left him some of our combat rations. And he said to us:”I'm not leaving.”