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#340368 Sos Vilage Artsakh

Posted by gamavor on 25 January 2017 - 09:53 AM

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#341407 silversmiths of Kayseri who created beautiful silver covers for Armeni

Posted by MosJan on 15 July 2017 - 11:29 AM

Learn about the Armenian silversmiths of Kayseri who created beautiful silver covers for Armenian manuscripts. Three of these covers are in the collection of the Morgan Library & Museum in New York.

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#340809 The World according to ancient Rome

Posted by gamavor on 11 April 2017 - 02:24 AM

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#340200 Բեխալաթ

Posted by Yervant1 on 03 January 2017 - 02:45 PM

I think, it means mistake or a flaw and the բեխալատ would be the opposite of flaw, I mean flawless. I'm just going with the sentence structure and the Arabic word Khalat means mistake or a flaw, maybe that's where the origin is.

I hope this helps.

I believe the babies flaw is not falling sleep. The last sentence which says that you have one flaw, you don't sleep and stay awake. 

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#339824 Autumn of my Homeland

Posted by onjig on 13 October 2016 - 11:57 AM

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#337201 Armenia develops water-saving innovative fertilizer

Posted by gamavor on 12 January 2016 - 10:44 AM


YEREVAN. A new fertilizer has been developed in Armenia, and to save water.

Director of Eco Technology company, Ashot Baghdasaryan, told Armenian News-NEWS.am that the granules of this fertilizer collect the water from the soil, and return it to the plant when and as needed.

And the granules of our fertilizer not only accumulate water, but also the useful nutrients, Baghdasaryan explained.

In addition, this fertilizer eliminates excess water, so that the roots of the plants do not decay.

As per the company manager, this fertilizer helps to increase crop yields by 40 to 60 percent.

Furthermore, this material biologically decomposes, and therefore it leaves no residues in the soil.

The fertilizer, which is called Aquasource, underwent several tests among volunteer farmers.

Also, it is tested with a number of international projects.

Ashot Baghdasaryan said Iran, Russia, the US, India, the United Arab Emirates, and even in distant South Africa and Namibia are interested in this new fertilizer.
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#337198 Do you trust Russia or the United States more and why?

Posted by Yervant1 on 11 January 2016 - 01:27 PM

The chances that Russia will help us to free Western Armenia is as much as the help that we will get from the rest of the world, which is zero. We should rely on ourselves only.

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Posted by Yervant1 on 19 December 2014 - 10:42 AM


The Harvell Gazette, MA
Dec 18 2014

Tom Vartabedian Haverhill Gazette

Hard to believe that I've waited until close to the last moment to
wish everyone a joyful Christmas.

It's only because I'm strapped for cash after going bonkers this year
and decided I'd use my best resources to get the word out.

Nothing easier and cheaper than to convey my intentions through
this Almanac column. It's okay. You don't have to reciprocate. I get
enough afterthoughts leading up to the New Year and beyond, if you
count Armenian Christmas on Jan. 6.

So let's begin by wishing my family the very best -- my wife, Nancy,
with whom I'll be celebrating our 50th anniversary on Feb. 19. I
chose that date because it was her birthday and I couldn't think of
a better time to exchange our vows.

Cheers go out to the other three favorite people in my life --
children Sonya, Ara and Raffi -- and the six grandchildren in our
lives. Get set for Disneyworld, guys. We've got a lot of celebrating
to do this February in the land of unbroken dreams.

Let's hit the newspaper crowd next -- editor Bill Cantwell, who
peruses my columns each week and makes them readable, along with
climbing cohorts Dave Dyer, Paul Tennant and Mike LaBella. I still
remember that time we got stranded on Mount Katahdin in Maine and
spent the night on a rock studying the stars. Turned out to be a
pretty decent Almanac, as I recall.

You'll find me three afternoons a week playing racquetball at
the Haverhill YMCA. Maybe George Yell will let me win a game this
Christmas. Welcome Clint "CJ" Clay. You're the next generation. I
marvel at the job Executive Director Tracy Fuller does in keeping
that facility intact. Kudos to you, too.

You'll also see me browsing up a storm at the library -- a true
resource for our community -- and all that it avails to me, whether
books, CDs or DVDs. I am proud to admit that both my sons secured
their Eagle Scout badges by doing community projects for the library.

Not a bad consideration for any good scout.

As the 100th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide approaches in 2015,
the congregation at our Armenian Church at Hye Pointe is already at
work planning a milestone commemoration in the community. Watch for
details. While I'm at it, good luck to all those involved with the
church's building project in Ward Hill. It's been a long time in
the making.

Greetings and salutations go out to my doctor, Peter Rees, for keeping
me agile. He sets a fine example for health and fitness. And to my
cardiologist Salmon (Sonny) Ghiasuddin for saving me from expiration --
not once but twice. It's been 10 years since I've become "pipe free."

Same goes for Dr. Alan Gonick and his staff at Greenleaf. Be true to
your teeth -- otherwise they will become false. He makes a root canal
seem so tolerable. My sentiments also go out to Dr. Alvin Yadgood,
my oral surgeon at Northern Essex. I cannot say enough about implants.

I marvel at the work being done by cohorts Kathy Bresnahan and Rita
LaBella in organizing a myriad of activities at the Council on Aging.

There's no reason why any senior citizen in this city should be bored.

The guy behind it all is head honcho Vinny Ouellette, who seems to
have more arms than an octopus.

The ping-pong vibrations you may hear Monday nights come from West
Meadow Road, where some pretty hot table tennis activity is heard. Bob
Baillargeron and Malcolm Anderson are two fine players who don't act
their age. May their paddles always keep them young.

Special Christmas greetings go out to the sick and the infirmed of
this city, those who will spend the holiday in hospitals and nursing
homes. It's not the place you want to be. May you be joined by family
and friends.

Extended wishes are conveyed to the caregivers and medical support
staffers who must work this day to keep the health system mobilized
and in good hands. Santa applauds you.

Here's a greeting to all the police and firefighters who maintain
their constant vigil, holidays or not. And to all those who do not
celebrate Christmas. May some of you get caught up in the spirit,
whether you're a Christian or not.

For one brief day, bury all the bad news and put a moratorium on crime
and punishment. Let's finally end this terrible plight in the Middle
East and live in a world where peace and harmony work hand-in-hand.

Above all, let's put Christ back into Christmas and honor the day
for what it was intended.

If you're looking for the perfect last-minute gift, try this. Human
kindness costs nothing and goes the furthest.



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#301582 Repat Armenia

Posted by Nané on 28 January 2013 - 12:35 PM

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#299973 Man oh man does Armenia have a way with you!

Posted by man on 19 December 2012 - 03:24 AM

Post-Armenia Blues

Posted on December 15, 2012

Nathalie Kazandjian aka Nat K
(Canada, AVC ‘ 12)

The "Welcome Home Natty" poster along with friends and family were what greeted me as I made my way past the Arrival gates of the Montreal Trudeau Airport. In that instant, I felt pretty good about coming home. However, as the days went by, the post-Armenia blues violently kicked in as soon as I found myself doing the same old things I used to do. Suddenly, things that seemed so familiar felt foreign and strange. It was a whole new culture shock but it was real and unfortunately, there wasn’t much I could do about it. The problem was not coming home to friends and family. The problem itself was leaving Armenia. For the little bit that I was back, I couldn’t even look at my photos nor talk about it for fear of being overcome with even more heartbreak and anguish than I already felt. I missed everything and everyone that belonged to my life in Armenia.

Before I know it, I found myself longing for Armenia. I missed waking up every morning to hearing my host mother say “ Parev parev garmir arev siroon jan”. I missed walking down 58 district to catch the marshrutka, 100 drams in hand and giving my regular Parev to the locals. I missed walking home from work and being greeted by the cutest little munchkins from my neighborhood showering me with hugs and kisses. I missed finishing the night off with a nice cup of MacCoffee alongside my host sisters while watching Armenian soap operas. I missed staying up with Nvartig, my baby host sister, till late at night drawing, coloring, playing cards, checkers, chess and teaching her English. I missed going to Ponchig Monchig and ordering a ridiculous amount of food. I missed going to the khorovadz place near the OLA center and engaging into a 45 minute conversation with the cook each and every time. I missed getting a ridiculous amount of daily texts and reminders from Allegra. I missed joining my Armenian brothers and sisters over weekend excursions. I missed running in the SAS supermarket and yelling like a crazy person “where’s the Ttvaser ?” before boarding our marshrukta to head back home. As well, as Heeng dzap, Marshrukta 9, besties crew, whatever your face, tracking down wifi, Le Cafe and Sevan’s inspirational speeches among many other things.

The desire to connect to people and the joy of making the connection was life affirming. The physical intensity of the excursions was invigorating. The time walking alone, listening to my own footsteps, sitting in the marshrukta watching the sunset, gazing at the stars was refreshing. Most of all, I long for the way I felt when I was in the Motherland. I felt alive, free, inspired and grateful. Man oh man does Armenia have a way with you. Each and every day there was a goal and an accomplishment that could be measured in different ways: in kilometers, in hugs, in the number of times I laughed out loud.

Although I was only gone for two months and while nothing has changed at home, everything has changed within me. Living in Armenia, gave me a deep appreciation of my life – where I live, where I work, my family and my friends. It also made me appreciate things that we too often take for granted such as the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, weeping eyes, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

To travel to Armenia is to truly take a journey within yourself. When we leave the comfort of home and everything that we have grown to be accustomed to, we often live more simply, with no more possessions than we can carry. We tend to surrender ourselves by becoming much more accepting to the twists, turns and little surprises that life has to offer. I came to Armenia searching for answers. Instead, I left in search of better questions. Sometimes, the unexpected is just what is needed to put life into perspective.

So here I am, back to my same old routine of stop and go, impatiently waiting to graduate just to start a new adventure. All the while feeling nostalgic about my time in Armenia which can feel heavier than the far too many pounds gained abroad.

When I think about it, perhaps the post-Armenia blues is something you can never truly let go of. For it that where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

To sign off, I simply cannot say goodbye to those whom I have grown to love, for the memories we have made will last a lifetime and never a goodbye. None of this would have been possible without Birthright Armenia & Armenian Volunteer Corps. For those of you who are thinking of joining the program, I encourage you to take a leap and go for it. Armenia 2012 always in my heart.
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#341019 On Mother’s Day, it’s off to work for ‘Dr. Mom’ the heart surgeon

Posted by Yervant1 on 16 May 2017 - 09:16 AM

The Toronto Star, Canada
May 14, 2017 Sunday
On Mother’s Day, it’s off to work for ‘Dr. Mom’ the heart surgeon

The only female surgeon on a downtown Toronto hospital’s cardiac team is also a scientist, professor and mother — and the one on call on Mother’s Day.


Dr. Maral Ouzounian won't be counting on breakfast in bed this Mother's Day. The only female heart surgeon at the University Health Network, who is expecting her second child in July, is on call.  (Richard Lautens / Toronto Star) | Order this photo  
By Andrea GordonEducation Reporter
Sun., May 14, 2017

There will be no pancakes drenched in maple syrup, or rosebuds on the breakfast tray for Dr. Maral Ouzounian this Mother’s Day.


Ouzounian, who has a 2-year-old son and is seven months pregnant with her second child, is the only female cardiac surgeon on the eight-member team at the University Health Network of downtown Toronto hospitals.


Her gift from schedule-makers on this special day? On-call duty for the weekend.

“To be honest, I think they didn’t even notice,” laughs Ouzounian, who didn’t realize it herself until last week.

Being on call means arriving at the hospital at 7 a.m. for rounds to check in on the 20 cardiac surgery patients in intensive care and five to 10 of her own patients on the cardiac ward. She could also spend the day in surgery. In this job you have to be prepared for anything.

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By late Saturday evening she had read a quick bedtime story to her son Oliver and was on her way to the hospital. An emergency cardiac patient was en route by helicopter and it looked like Ouzounian would be spending all night at the operating table.

To Ouzounian, Mother’s Day duty is part of the territory for a cardiac surgeon. Besides, “part of what mothers do is work.” She knows she’s far from the only mom working Sunday, never mind spending every other day of the week juggling competing demands.

She is, however, the only one who performs about 200 major heart procedures a year — from bypass surgery to complex repairs of aortas —to save lives at the Toronto General Hospital’s Peter Munk Cardiac Centre. She’s also one of 19 women among 133 surgeons in all specialties at UHN.

Dr. Maral Ouzounian chats with fellow cardiac surgeon Dr. Chris Feindel who pats her pregnant belly before heading into surgery.  (Richard Lautens)  

Ouzounian, 40, says the number of women in the ranks is growing, and she does what she can to encourage female medical students and residents entering the field and looking for mentors.

“I tell them, yes, it’s possible to be a cardiac surgeon and to be an academic doing research at U of T, and a mom.”

It sounds like a tall order, especially for a woman who stands 5 feet tall and uses a stepstool to perform complex cardiac surgeries that can last eight to 10 hours. Her expertise is complex aortic repair, a highly specialized skill that includes repairing aneurysms at risk of rupture and, in emergency settings, repairing aortas that have torn or ruptured.

She’s also not bad at changing diapers and wiping noses.

Pregnancy can have its drawbacks when you’re in the operating room. The bigger the baby gets, the further Ouzounian has to reach to attend to her patient. And she dare not drink too much liquid for fear of having to scrub out and back in again too many times.

“I remember with (first-born) Oliver I did a ruptured thoracoabdominal aortic aneurysm,” she says. “I was 38 weeks and I could barely reach the table. It was one of those 12-hour marathon procedures.”

Two days later she went into labour.

She reconciles parenthood and an intense career by accepting that balance on a given day is rare. “But when I’m at work I’m 100 per cent there and when I’m home I’m 100 per cent with them.”

She’s referring to her husband of seven years, Michael Torbay, and Oliver. On Saturday mornings when she isn’t on call, she often takes her son when she visits her patients in hospital. They love it, and so do the nurses.

When they met in 2008, Torbay couldn’t believe the dynamo he’d just been introduced to was a heart surgeon.

“I checked her fingernails (short and clean are a trademark of surgeons). Then I Googled her. Turns out it was true.”

Families of surgeons learn to live with certain realities.

“Some days she’s gone before we get up and home after we’ve gone to bed,” says Torbay, who works from home and runs his own advertising agency.

Dr. Maral Ouzounian is seen in her Toronto home with her son Oliver, 2.  (Richard Lautens)  

And by the way, he adds, just because Ouzounian isn’t officially on call doesn’t mean she isn’t. She is dedicated to her patients and makes it her business to be there when they need her.

Oliver may be just learning to talk, but he’s mastered the cuss word that his dad utters when the shrill beep of Ouzounian’s pager goes off, signalling she may be on the run.

“We don’t have wine with dinner because you never know,” she says.

Ouzounian says there’s no way she could do it without a hands-on partner and colleagues “who allow me to thrive as a surgeon and still be a devoted mother.” And there’s no way her family could do it without the active involvement of both grandmothers, her dad, their full-time nanny and a circle of friends with kids.

“It’s okay to ask for help from the people around you.”

Her career wasn’t a childhood dream. But it was born of a life full of learning. She spoke Armenian and English and went to French school as she grew up. She began playing piano at age 4 and she and her two younger sisters were accomplished musicians.

At McGill University, she studied science and music and was torn between which to pursue. She opted for 14 more years of school, including six years studying cardiology, a PhD and fellowship with a pioneering cardiac surgeon at the Texas Heart Institute in Houston.

Soon after observing a cardiac surgery in med school, “I knew this was how I wanted to spend my career.”

It offered everything she believed being a doctor was all about: expertise, technical training and innovation; a powerful one-on-one relationship with patients facing life-threatening conditions and who “put their faith in your hands;” and the opportunity to make an immediate impact on someone’s health.

In retrospect, all those years of precise finger exercises and repetition at the keyboard paid off.

“I’d practised hours and hours of Beethoven and Brahms, and then I spent hours practising tying knots and anastomosis (surgically sewing tubes together).”

Being a surgeon and a mom also have a few things in common. Energy and multi-tasking skills are a job requirement. Plus many stints as a sleep-deprived resident on call means Ouzounian can nap anywhere and can snap awake and drop off to sleep in an instant. That comes in handy when there’s a newborn in the house.

This summer, after her second child is born, she’s looking forward to time with both children. She says she’ll take three months’ maternity leave. Torbay’s eyebrows shoot up. Well yes, she’ll still contact the hospital, review the odd scan and be in touch with patients.

But don’t ask her to indulge in the mom guilt.

“I’m at peace with it. This is what I knew I was getting into,” she says.

“As Oliver grows, he’ll see a strong role model who does work she loves and helps people.”



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#340289 Jim Mouradian, 66; with heart and skill, he cared for guitarists’ soun

Posted by onjig on 18 January 2017 - 11:48 PM



Jon and Jim Mouradian built and repaired guitars in several shops, including in Winchester.

By Bryan Marquard GLOBE STAFF   JANUARY 18, 2017



Some of the fixes Jim Mouradian made in his guitar shop were measured in a thousandth of an inch – just enough to make all the difference to rock virtuosos who know that tiny tweaks refine a sound that sells millions of albums.

His handiwork was just as important to amateurs who spend a few stolen moments with their guitars. “I don’t like to list the musicians whose instruments I’ve worked on,” Mr. Mouradian told the Globe in 2009. “When you’re on the road or in the studio, your guitar is the tool you use to get the job done, and it’s all about triage. But I’m just as particular about the guitar someone is playing just to put a smile on their face.”


Though he was modest, his customers always praised his mastery, saying that it extended beyond mechanical know-how.

“There’s a certain level of technical expertise you can learn, and it certainly gives you a leg up,” said Joe Perry, lead guitarist of Aerosmith. “But then there’s that next level of having heart, being personable, and going that extra yard. Jim was somebody you could always count on in a pinch, and he always had good ideas. Having the same roots, I could mention a certain sound on a record, and he knew what I was talking about and could help me reach that particular place. Sometimes it was something new, and he could help me get there.”

Mr. Mouradian was a musician, too — a longtime bassist for Ronnie Earl & The Broadcasters. After the band’s set Saturday in Old Saybrook, Conn., he stepped outside for a breath of fresh air before the encore, then asked to sit down upon returning. He died that moment, apparently of a heart attack, his family said.



Yes’s late bassist Chris Squire, with a guitar crafted by Mr. Mouradian.

At 66, he had been a fixture in Boston’s music scene, repairing guitars out of Cambridge Music Center in Porter Square for two decades before he and his son Jon opened Mouradian Guitar Co. in Winchester, the town where Mr. Mouradian grew up and first began building and repairing instruments.

“He and I, for 25 years, worked side by side every day,” Jon said. “I have considered him the greatest man on earth since I was born. He’s above all the most selfless person I’ve ever known.”


Mr. Mouradian “was all about keeping things alive — the guitars as much as the players,” Jon said. “It’s what drove him into the service end of this business. None of this was driven by his wanting to be known. It was all about being there to keep the musical community going.”

As news of the death spread, friends and customers posted tributes online. Some recounted stories that are oft-told around social media campfires — tales of his encounters with rock stars such as Perry and late musicians including Chris Squire of Yes and Kurt Cobain of Nirvana. For Mr. Mouradian, though, every customer was a friend who had an intimate relationship with an instrument.

“It sounds corny but guitars have a lot of personality and idiosyncrasies,” he said in 2009, adding: “You want your guitar to feel like a comfortable pair of shoes you’ve had for a while.”

James Theodore Mouradian grew up in Winchester, a son of Armenian immigrants. His mother, the former Betty Norian, was born in what is now Aleppo, Syria. His father, Aram, survived the Armenian genocide and was a boy when he moved to the United States. He ran an Oriental rug business in Winchester, where Mr. Mouradian started working as a teen.

Kept away from sports because of an eye injury, he turned to music. Mr. Mouradian’s parents were musicians — his mother played piano, his father the violin — and he studied the upright bass. “He said that after the Beatles played ‘Ed Sullivan,’ he went overnight from being the nerdy guy who played with the band to the guy who did what the Beatles do,” Jon said. “He’s been playing the electric bass ever since.”

Mr. Mouradian was a fan of the progressive rock band Yes, and at one point “made a rug with the Yes logo woven into it. I presented it to them at a concert, they loved it, and we became friends,” he recalled in 2009. Then he sketched a design of a bass for Chris Squire, who asked Mr. Mouradian to bring it to life. “When I finished he loved it, and played it on tour and in the video for ‘Owner of a Lonely Heart,’ ” he said.

Working at first in a space his father provided at the rug company, he began building guitars and basses and repairing instruments. He also nurtured aspiring musicians such as Pat Badger, who grew up in Winchester and became the bassist for the band Extreme. At the urging of a fellow Squire fan, Badger showed up one day at Mr. Mouradian’s shop.

“It was like being a kid in a candy store, with all the guitars and basses and guitar parts,” recalled Badger, who would perform on instruments his mentor built.

Because of Mr. Mouradian’s technical expertise and lifelong musicianship, “he became the guy people would trust to bring their stuff to,” Badger said, “but beyond that, Jim was such a great guy, so generous with his time, and patient. It was those qualities that made him so special — like no one I’ve ever known, really.”

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Mr. Mouradian’s earlier two marriages ended in divorce, including his first to Robyn Costa, with whom he had two sons.

About 25 years ago, Mr. Mouradian moved from Winchester to Arlington, where he lived with his wife, the former Michele Contompasis, whom he married in 1996. “He’s always very affectionately referred to Michele as his pal,” Jon said.

In addition to Michele and Jon, Mr. Mouradian leaves his son J.T. of Newburyport; stepsons, Peter Robichaud of Somerville and Michael Robichaud of Arlington; his sisters, Mappy Gray of Salisbury and Weensy Mann of Ipswich; a brother, Bob of Peterborough, N.H.; and four grandchildren.

A memorial service will be held at 11 a.m. Saturday in Parish of the Epiphany Episcopal Church in Winchester.

One day in the early 1990s, a scruffy musician walked into Mr. Mouradian’s shop. He had broken the neck off his Fender Mustang guitar during a Boston gig and needed it fixed quickly. Mr. Mouradian obliged and sent him back out on tour with gentle advice about taking better care of his instruments. The guitarist was Kurt Cobain, and when his band Nirvana hit it big months later with the album “Nevermind,” he sent Mr. Mouradian a letter and an album in gratitude.

“People would come in just to speak with him and get a little uplift in life,” Jon said of his father. “Every day when someone would ask, ‘Hey, Jim, how are you doing?’ His response was, ‘I’m the luckiest guy you know — and I don’t even know who you know,’ and he wasn’t lying. He knew that every day was a gift and didn’t take it for granted. A lot of us know that, but he really lived it.”



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#338945 Made some cheese today

Posted by onjig on 25 May 2016 - 03:12 PM

We, daughter and I, made some cheese today. While she read the instructions she made last summer when the cheese was coming out wonderfully, on times, temperature and measurements I heated added what was needed mixed and sliced the curd and such. 


It came out as good cheese but not like after it will be, you know, when it's just right. It didn't stretch just right and began to break as I stretch it.


We had a bit during lunch the rest is in the brine, I like it fresh even warm, wife likes it after its been in brine and aged just a bit.

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#337289 Armenians and Crusaders

Posted by gamavor on 25 January 2016 - 11:27 AM

I stubled upon an youtube channel which is quite informative and wondered about would there be any refference to the role Armenians played in the Crussades and here we go:

Intriguing narrative about group of Armenians liberating King Baldwin II.

There are quite a few mentions of Armenians in the series, so enjoy!
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#334811 I admit it: I miss Arpa!

Posted by onjig on 01 September 2015 - 11:12 AM

In college I learned: That which is irritating is stimulating. Arpa could say things is such a way that would force an opinion. Sometimes while in general agreement with the subject, the manner he took in saying it or his angle of aggression would cause~Yes I agree, No I don't.


Arpa could be counted on to approach things so that they or his handling of them couldn't be ignored.


It was stimulating!


I miss you Arpa and all you added, glad there was you.

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Posted by Yervant1 on 22 June 2015 - 08:37 AM


June 21, 2015

David Lemieux of Montreal knocked down Frenchman Hassan N'Dam four
times and won the vacant International Boxing Federation middleweight
title with a unanimous decision early Sunday morning.

Lemieux (34-2) dominated the bout, flooring N'Dam (31-2) once in the
second round, twice in the fifth and again with a left hook in the
seventh to win the title.

Lemieux's impressive performance in a fight broadcast in the U.S. on
the Fox network may earn him some high profile bouts. There is already
talk of a clash with WBA champion Gennady Golovkin, or a bout with
the winner of a proposed match in November between WBC champ Miguel
Cotto and Mexican star Saul (Canelo) Alvarez.

David Lemieux (born December 22, 1988 in Montreal, Quebec, Canada)
is a Canadian professional boxer. Lemieux fights in the middleweight
division. He is the current IBF Middleweight Champion and former WBC
International Middleweight Champion. Lemieux is of French and Armenian
descent. Lemieux began boxing at the age of nine.

Lemieux's mother is Lebanese Armenian, her last name is Khavloudjian.

He speaks fluent armenian.



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#330526 U.S. Congress has introduced the “AG Truth and Justice Resolution”

Posted by MosJan on 18 March 2015 - 12:20 PM

BREAKING: The U.S. Congress has introduced the “Armenian Genocide Truth and Justice Resolution” to officially recognize the Armenian Genocide.



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#322567 Buenos Aires City Legislature Discards Project to Name a "Republic

Posted by Yervant1 on 12 September 2014 - 09:57 AM

The baboons are at it again!

Prensa Armenia

Armenia 1366, Ciudad de Buenos Aires, Argentina
Tel: (5411) 4775-7595
Email: prensa@diarioarmenia.org.ar
Web: http://www.diarioarmenia.org.ar

Buenos Aires City Legislature Discards Project to Name a "Republic of
Azerbaijan" Square

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Agencia Prensa Armenia ( Link ->
) ).- The legislative council of Buenos Aires, Argentina, decided to
discard a draft project to name a square in the neighborhood of
Colegiales as "Republic of Azerbaijan" on Wednesday 10 September.

The bill drew a lot of criticism within the Armenian community, as the
grounds of the project said that Azerbaijan's early years of
independence "were overshadowed by the Nagorno-Karabakh War with
neighboring Armenia," while, in recent years, "Azerbaijan had not only
succeeded in pacifying the region but also is making great efforts to
open up to the world as part of various international organizations,
achieving economic and political stability for its people."

Carolina Karagueuzian, director of the

Armenian National Committee of South America in Buenos Aires ( Link ->
http://cna.org.ar/ ) , was the first to raise her voice: "Within the
apparent neutrality of the project there is a broader strategy hidden
by the Azerbaijani authorities, who seek to clean up their image and
conceal their constant violations of human rights. Azerbaijan's
embassy in Argentina was specifically opened to confront Argentine
citizens of Armenian descent, who maintain an active struggle against
impunity of crimes against humanity for nearly 100 years".

"The project said that Azerbaijan managed to pacify the region, when
in fact Azerbaijan authorities boycott the mediations in the Karabakh
issue and its president continuously threatens to resume the
war. Moreover, Azerbaijani President declared on September 3 that
Turkey and Azerbaijan will work together to 'dispel the myth of the
Armenian Genocide' in 2015, the centenary of the Genocide. It is
unacceptable for the City of Buenos Aires to grant a space for the
Azeri lobby to continue disseminating their denialist propaganda, just
when the city prepares to commemorate the 100th anniversary of this
crime against humanity", added Karagueuzian.

Furthermore, Karagueuzian recalled that "the Azeri diplomacy attempted
to carry out a similar project in Mexico City two years
ago. Additionally, in 2010, through the action of the Armenian
community the Buenos Aires City Government canceled the installation
of a statue of Mustafa Kemal Atatürk."

After the news broke through this agency, Deputy Alejandra Caballero,
author of the project, made it clear that she would not submit it in
the Legislature: "I we feel very close to the beloved Armenian
community, I accompany them in their pain, in living memory and the
constant claim of the cruel Armenian Genocide 99 years ago," said
Caballero. "I signed the project mistakenly, among many, to name
public spaces for other countries. I am sorry and I apologize to those
who may have been affected and felt offended by my mistake and deeply
thank my friends who alerted me of my carelessness," she added.



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#316200 Banquet Benefits San Francisco’s Mount Davidson Cross

Posted by Yervant1 on 15 February 2014 - 04:06 PM

Here is the link for the organization, it's remarkable worth the visit!



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#300396 Tsirani

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