On a recent warm spring afternoon, Azniv Guiragossian sat quietly in a wheelchair between her daughter Arpi and son Shahen in the living room of the New York Armenian Home in Flushing, Queens. Dressed in a patterned blouse and a long black skirt, her tinsel-colored hair tied back in a braid, Azniv turned to her son and graced his cheek with her red painted nails as she whispered, “How lucky you are that you were raised by your mother.”
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GOD bless Sara Sanossian, GOD bless Aggie Ellian. Aggie’s devotion and her staff’s devotion to the residents of this blessed home are beyond description……..Apkar