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About Betty Apigian-Kessel (179 Articles)
Betty (Serpouhie) Apigian Kessel was born in Pontiac, Mich. Together with her husband, Robert Kessel, she was the proprietor of Woodward Market in Pontiac and has two sons, Bradley and Brant Kessel. She belonged to the St. Sarkis Ladies Guild for 12 years, serving as secretary for many of those years. During the aftermath of the earthquake in Armenia in 1988, the Detroit community selected her to be the English-language secretary and she happily dedicated her efforts to help the earthquake victims. She has a column in the Armenian Weekly entitled “Michigan High Beat.”
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The Necessary Main Ingredient (Part I)

It remains the most vital tool for creating all those delicious Armenian baked goods, boeregs, cheeseburgers and hamburgers, and katah, my personal favorite, sprinkled with sesame seeds or sev gundeegs on top. It is, of course, the long, thin stick called a dowel, known to most Armenians as the [more...]

July 27, 2016 // 0 Comments

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When the Present Is Blessed by the Past

The wisdom and sayings from our past keep popping into my memory, causing a warm feeling of connection to my parents from long ago. For about two weeks, my left eye had an occasional annoying twitch and my mother’s superstitious accounting for that twitching immediately came to mind. Mom [more...]

July 13, 2016 // 0 Comments

'[The article] referred to Sultan Hamid, infamously called the Bloody Sultan, responsible for the death of thousands of Armenians from 1894-95.'

The Power of the Press: 1895 News from Armenia

  ‘[The article] referred to Sultan Hamid, infamously called the Bloody Sultan, responsible for the death of thousands of Armenians from 1894-95.’ Never underestimate the power of the press. A newspaper is a powerful instrument used to inform, educate, and entertain readers. [more...]

July 8, 2016 // 1 Comment

Saginaw, Mich.

The Greatest Gift of All

It’s funny how some things hit you unexpectedly, out of the blue. June 17, Bob’s birthday and Father’s Day, was fast approaching and a thought occurred to my always-active mind that had eluded me all these many years, or perhaps I had just taken “The Greatest Gift” for [more...]

July 1, 2016 // 2 Comments

'...I disregarded the "no trespassing" sign as I drove the dirt road entering her family's 40 acres...'

The Armenian Education of Katie

Finding college student Katie so near my isolated location in Northern Michigan had to be a godsend. I found her by accident when, as I frequently do, I disregarded the “no trespassing” sign as I drove the dirt road entering her family’s 40 acres, mesmerized by the small herd of [more...]

June 29, 2016 // 0 Comments

Barack Obama  (Photo: White House)

President Obama: ‘Armenians Are Resilient’

Thank you, Mr. President, oh, yes we are. Each year Armenians wait to see how the leader of the free world will describe the events of April 24, 1915, with hope in our hearts that his pre-election promise will be fulfilled with a declaration that the egregious events that took place in the Ottoman [more...]

June 21, 2016 // 1 Comment

St. Sarkis Armenian Church of Dearborn, Michigan

Dearborn St. Sarkis Fellowship Club

There’s a song that rings out “You’re never too young or too old,” and under the circumstances, those lyrics are quite appropriate. The fellowship club of the St. Sarkis Armenian Church of Dearborn, Michigan, seeks to bolster membership to continue its valued service to the [more...]

June 1, 2016 // 0 Comments

It was the murder of Armenian journalist Hrant Dink by a Turkish gunman in front of Dink's newspaper office in Istanbul in 2007 that was the impetus in Kasbarian's career as a political cartoonist

Lucine Kasbarian’s “Perspectives of Exile”

There is no doubt that the Armenian Genocide of 1915-1923 remains a raw, gnawing open sore on those of us who will never forget the horrible stain on human history. It was the murder of Armenian journalist Hrant Dink by a Turkish gunman in front of Dink’s newspaper office in Istanbul in 2007 [more...]

May 6, 2016 // 1 Comment

"Bamya Geragour"

Viva la ‘Bamyah Geragour’

I seldom dream so it couldn’t have been the remnant of an early morning nocturnal manifestation. But it was real enough that in my semi-zombie state I wrinkled my sensitive nose to a wonderful familiar aroma that filled the air surrounding me. It brought me to my senses. “Bamya [more...]

April 9, 2016 // 1 Comment

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