brochure “Partizanski spomenik u Mostaru” (1980)
book “Spomenica Mostara 1941-1945.”
another document or proof of the memorial stone (e.g., a photograph).
Hatidža A. FAZLINOVIĆ
HATIDŽA FAZLINOVIĆ, daughter of ALIJA, born on November 13, 1921, in Mostar. She was a seamstress and a member of the League of Communist Youth (SKOJ). She joined the People’s Liberation War and Partisan Detachments in October 1944, in the 2nd Battalion of the 13th Herzegovina Brigade, serving as a fighter and a nurse. In February 1945, she arrived in Mostar with the liberation units, where family begged her not to go any further. She was killed a month and a half later, on March 28, 1945, during operations for Ivan-sedlo, in battles on the Rudno Brdo – Mali Ivan – Bradina Raštelica communication line.
According to the archives of Radmilo Braca Andrić, the remains of Hatidža Fazlinović were transferred and buried in the Partisan Memorial Cemetery in Mostar.
Excerpt from the literature:
(…) One officer told me that Tidža responded to her older sister this way when she tearfully begged her not to go beyond the liberated Mostar: “Is my life more valuable than Maksim’s?” she said, referring to the national hero Maksim Kujundžić, who had died heroically shortly before in the attack on Nevesinje. “You stay and knit socks for us so we don’t freeze on Mount Ivan, and I’ll go with my comrades.”
“I didn’t pledge myself just for Mostar, but also for Sarajevo, and beyond—all the way to Trieste,” Tidža concluded her conversation with her sister, not knowing that her young life would soon end on Mount Ivan-saddle.
Seferović, Mensur (1988): Trinaesta Hercegovačka NOU Brigada, Beograd; grupa autora: Spomenica Mostara 1941-1945.
Photo of the memorial plaque: S. Demirović. Photo of the fighter: to be confirmed, as per “Partizanski spomenik u Mostaru” (1980). This unnamed photo comes just after Omer Fazil and before Džemal Fejić, therefore appears to follow the alphabetical order.
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