Around 1971 or so I was into dirt bikes and met a young Czech refugee who was quite a rider on his Bultaco one-lunger. He had spent six months in an Italian refugee camp before getting a visa to live with his aunt in Syracuse.
This teenager left Czechoslovakia with two of his friends (they were in high school!) after the Russians invaded in August of 1968. They snuck into Italy from Yugoslavia by evading armed border guards and dogs - quite a story for he was only 16 years old at the time. His friends were frightened at the presence of all the border security and returned home.
He had lived on a farm with his parents and woke up that night to the sound of hundreds of Russian tanks, armored vehicles and troop transports driving by his house. The farm house shook from the military traffic. Needless to say he had no use for Russia or Communism.
How come no one listens to the real zealous anti-communists who actually were forced to live under it?
Apparently the Rooskies are going to do it again 45 years later, this time to Ukraine.
Pray for Ukraine.
Pray for America.