Memoir
Our Flag Still Flies
It is 1917, and on the docks in many US east coast port cities the flags are flying and the bands are playing. The doughboys are going “over there” to end the war. Unnoticed, an […]
Articles by Raffi G. Kutnerian
Memoir
Magnificent Vision
The great bass horn of the steamship thundered over the din of the busy port city of Smyrna (lzmir, Turkey). A slight young woman, back straight, eyes tearing, was waving down to her family on […]
Memoir
Odyssey to the Open Door: A Tale Told to a Son
My name is Kevork. In this year of 1915, I am 12 years old. Tonight, it is black, no moon or stars—and this is good. For if they found us, me and the Turkish Jews, […]