Notes from the Pink City
Remember Arthur
It’s odd how cries of joy and cries of pain sound the same in the beginning. I was in the other room when we got the call—yes, that call—the one you pray never to receive in war time. My wife’s cousin was at our house to get her mind off the fact that both her boyfriend and father were on the front. In a call with my parents, she had lamented not having said good-bye to her father. “That’s unnecessary,” my mum told her, “because he’s coming back.”
He didn’t.
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RIP brave Arthur
Asdvadz hokin lousavori heros Arthur!!
God Rest Arthurs soul in peace
Thank you for writing this beautiful piece. I was lucky enough to get to know Arthur over a 12 year period when I’d volunteer at the hospital. He was a genuinely good man, always ready to help before you needed to ask for it. His laugh and smile were contagious and generously shared. I am lucky to have known him.
wow im so sorry for his family and everyone who knew him
our condolences
what a real man he is
may he rest in peace
amen
so sorry for your wife and your loss raffy
from canada
caroline and rico lots of love hugs and kisses
This is very moving. I am so sorry for your loss and that this war is happening.
Thank you for sharing this very sad yet empowering story.
RIPower!
These bloody Turks never let us stay safe in our leftover sacred land.
RIP Armenian hero.
As the 74 year old grandchild of Armenian Holocaust survivors, I am saddened to see Armenians still losing their lives at the hands of those who retain and continue to fuel the desire for dominance over a people nearly removed from the face of the earth.
My heartfelt condolences to you, Mariam and the Misakyan families.
Astouads Hogin Lousavoré