The Sacrifice of an Armenian American Hero

Pvt. Harry Proodian (August 26, 1925 – June 28, 1944)

Seventy-five years ago, in Normandy, France, so many American soldiers fought in hell for a heavenly cause, and so many were killed thousands of miles away from home. The Normandy American Cemetery, which overlooks Omaha Beach, is a perpetual reminder of their courage and sacrifice. Among the 9,388 heroes buried in this cemetery, there is a father and his son, there are three generals, there are four women, and there is an Armenian American hero named Harry A. Proodian.

Harry Proodian at the age of 4

Harry was born on August 26, 1925 in West New York, New Jersey. He was the son of Charles and Zevart Proodian; he had a sister named Grace. His mother left Armenia after her parents and her brother were murdered in the Armenian Genocide. Harry wasn’t an ordinary teenager; he was a virtuoso violinist and an artist.

Drafted in the U.S. Army in 1943, Harry left his family, his home, his life and went to train at Camp Croft, South Carolina. At the end of his training, he was sent to Fort Meade, Maryland, where he was assigned to the 28th Infantry Regiment, 8th Infantry Division. Private Harry Proodian would later be transferred into the 357th Infantry Regiment, 90th Infantry Division.

In April 1944, Harry was among thousands of sons, brothers, fathers and husbands, who went overseas to serve their country and defend its values. On June 14, 1944, he landed in Normandy and fought with his brothers in arms.  

Two weeks later, on June 28, 1944, Harry’s unit was in Portbail, Normandy. After violent battles, the front was very quiet, but on an ordinary patrol, Pvt Harry Proodian was killed by a mortar shell. Just like that, the sounds of war put an end to the melody, and only the silence remained. Harry was only 18 years old when his eyes closed and his heart stopped beating.

A letter to his parents

Harry could have been one of the greatest violinists in the world. He could have shared his passion and traveled all around the world with his violin. He could have created music and reinvented his art. But the destiny of this Armenian American violinist was to be a hero. It was to fight for his country, to face fear and death, and to sacrifice his own life for ours.

A few years ago, in Portbail, Normandy, a marker was installed to remember Harry’s sacrifice. Last month, a monument was erected in honor of Pvt Proodian. Both ceremonies were attended by Harry’s nephew, Edward Sarkisian.

Seventy-five years after Harry’s death and two days before his 94th birthday, let’s never forget what he lost for freedom to win, and let’s never forget the story of this Armenian American hero.

Happy Birthday, Harry. Rest in Peace.  

 

Photos: Bruno Cadeville – Edward Sarkisian (Neveu) – Frédéric Lavernhe – Globalarmenianheritage-adic.fr – Valentin Gascher

John Dekhane

John Dekhane

John Dekhane grew up in Paris before moving to the South of France. He works for a sport organization in Monaco. Since he was a child, he has always been interested in World War II with particular emphasis on American soldiers. In order to honor them, over the past years, he has located and purchased WWII U.S. artifacts in Europe and donated these items to more than a hundred museums in the United States.
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3 Comments

  1. God bless his soul. A wonderful article. I have been to the cemetery and beach at Normandy. It was an incredibly emotional
    experience. Thank you helping us to never forget their courage.

  2. That young Armenian deserved so much better than to sacrifice his life like that for a country that has never been supportive of Armenia, but instead, has always favored Turkey and Azerbaijan so much more. Let me remind everyone that America did absolutely nothing back in 1915 to stop the genocide that wiped out the entire Armenian population of Western Armenia. America, could easily have stopped that genocide within one month, and without even using the slightest bit of military force.

    Anyway, an Armenian is too precious to fight in the wars of other countries; an Armenian should only fight in the wars of his/her homeland. Remember our beloved Monte Melkonian (who happened to be a native of California)? He’s one of the two reasons why we have an Artsakh today. Not only is he the greatest Armenian-American of all time by far, but in addition, he’s one of the greatest Armenian national heroes of all time.

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