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The Memories Are Starting to Fade, but the Pain Remains
A vintage ornate silver frame encasing a black-and-white photo of Perouz Kalusdian on her wedding day hangs on her bedroom wall at the Armenian Home in Flushing, N.Y.
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God bless all the Arnenians that fled from the Turks. Every family has a tragic story to tell. The survivors today are few, but the history will not stop, we will pass the 1915 massacre on forever. I am proud to be an Armenian.
I will never forget the stories my grandmother told me, and as a child I understood her sadness and somehow she survived …. To try and live on in the country she now could call home. Please never let us forget , I don’t think we can.
God bless all my Armenian friends through out the world. When ever we may meet, we become one. With love, Katherine