Vitaliy Kotsyuba
31, guest worker,
Novoyarivsk, Lviv region
“Mum don't you cry, mummy just pray. We will put things right and come back home in three days’ time”—these are the words Vitaliy Kotsyuba’s mother heard when bidding farewell to her son. She didn’t know at the time that he would never come back home again.
He and his brother Mykola and their uncle set off to the Maidan for the second time. The first one was after the deaths at Hrushevskiy street.
Vitaliy Kotsyuba lived in Novoyarivsk, Lviv region with his wife and two little children—a ten year-old Nazar and a six years-old Vasylyna.
He heard about the would-be crackdown of the Maidan at the border on his way to Poland to work. At the moment his wife Natalya was guest-working in Poland. But he made a U-turn in his car to pa
