The balians were preparing to send their son to college. During breakfast and on the way to the airport, they had spoken of the genocide and the danger of Turks being on both side of Hyastan. Greg, their son, groaned as they reached the point where he was unload his bags for the trip, he said " I'm so tired of hearing about this." " The Turks are fine and want peace as much as anyone else" " They are not the enemy, they're just people. " All that was a long time ago" By folks, gota run. and he was into the airport.
Once on the flight Greg found himself with a group of Turks and sitting with one on each side. Taking his shoes off he fell asleep. The stewardess woke him saying: "Mr. Balian, your parents wanted you to have this envelop"
The turk on his right elbowed him saying " Hello Mr. Ballian." The one on his left poked him in the chest saying " Go get me a cup of coffee!" in his stocking feet he walked to the steward station, returning with the coffee he sees that the turk had crapped in his shoe. The other one tells him "Go Hye, get me a cup of coffee." upon his return he finds his other shoe filled with crap. Taking his shoes to the rest room to clean them if he could, he is overheard saying " damn turks" another passenger laughing asks " Are you Armenians and Turks ever going to get along?" still cussing he answers " Not while I'm pissing in their coffee and they're shitting in my shoes."