History
Peter Ovian: A Son, A Rock, A Hero
The story of Peter Ovian begins in 1923 in Whitinsville, a small village in Massachusetts, and ends 20 years later in Dinozé, a small village in northeastern France. It starts with an adorable boy playing with his brothers and concludes with an admirable man buried by his brothers in arms.
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Thank you for this outstanding portrait of a hero. I always assume that when an Armenian liberates an innocent person from tyranny and death, he takes satisfaction twice: once for the victim in front of him, and once for his own family and people.
a very poignant piece about another hero who helped saved the world. Thank you for helping us not to forget them.
So sad!
RIP Peter!
Thank you for your service and sacrifice!
THANK YOU for the article. I am related to Peter Ovian.
My mother was Aroxy Ovian Zacarian. I recognize the family photo that was in the driveway behind the commercial buildings on Church Street and my grandparents home (Arsan and Anna Ovian). As a little boy I remember Zabelle and Father Leo. They lived in the home next to my grandparents. Great memories and truly a great generation of Armenians.
A hero, indeed.
Dear John Dekhane, with much interest I read another moving and poignant story, by you, portraying an Armenian hero during WWII. Thanks for your noble job of keeping the legacy of our heroes alive. It was most compelling to see the picture of Peter Ovian’s Tomb and the square named after him. And what a timely article, to be published coinciding with the date he died. Million thanks for bringing these stories to us…
The next time I go to Whitinsville where my father’s family’s roots are, I will stop and say a prayer at Ovian Square.
Thanks for sharing this story.
I thank my Uncle Peter for his sacrifice every day. His picture hangs in my dinning room. I wish I had the chance to meet him.