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I thought it would be a good idea to share this article with you on Father's Day.

 

OH MY PAPA

Marc Marderosian - Guest Columnist

 

Xenia Gazette, OH

http://xeniagazette.1upmonitor.com/main.as...&TM=37031.7

June 14 2007

 

Every time I hear the song "Oh My Papa" on the radio, or on a CD or

tape, it brings tears to my eyes. The recording by Eddie Fisher is

my favorite. Yes, grown men do cry. You never realize how important

people are in your life until they're gone. I want to dedicate this

article to all the fathers and grandfathers for their advice, guidance

and patience in helping me to manhood.

 

When you're a young lad, yo do everything that you're told by your

father on any matter. In your eyes, he's wise, good and usually has an

answer to all of your questions. Can you remember having conversations

with some of your buddies bragging about your father to the point

of fisticuffs? My dad knows more than your dad, or he can make many

things out of wood, is a great mechanic, etc.

 

The story I'm going to tell you, will give you an idea of a boy, born,

first generation of immigrant parents and his growth to manhood. I've

kept this inside of me all these years and decided to let you know

how fortunate I was to have such a loving and caring father. I'm sure

that many of you also can relate to this story.

 

My father was born in a small village in Armenia not far from Mt.

 

Ararat. His family had a small farm. They raised chickens, had a

milk cow, grew wheat and corn, and his pet was a water buffalo. Then

his whole world came to an end at age 15. One day while working in

the fields stacking hay not far from his home, a band of Ottoman

Turks rode in on their horses, surrounded the house, killed his

father and mother, kidnapped his twin sister, set the house on fire,

took whatever valuables they could carry and livestock. The Turkish

Regime at that time was trying to annihilate the Armenian Race. Over

one and a half million Armenians, Rumanians and other races were in

their plans. It's all in the history books and the Turks still deny

that this ever happened.

 

Picture yourself in this situation. What would you do? My father had

an uncle who lived in Constantinople which was many miles away. For

his safety, he traveled by night and slept in the fields during the

day or in a barn of a good Samaritan doing odd jobs for food on his

long journey. He found his uncle and was welcomed with open arms. He

worked in his import/export shop for several years to earn enough

money to emigrate to America.

 

He entered into this country through Ellis Island in 1916 and got

a job as an apprentice in a wood working shop. He was drafted into

the Army in 1918 when America entered into World War I, and upon his

discharge from the Army, became an American citizen immediately.

 

He married my mother who lived on an adjacent farm in Armenia. Theirs

was a contract marriage, and even though he was 16 years older than

my mother, AND their marriage lasted for 59 years. They had three

children and for years, many thought that my mother was my sister.

 

(The oldest son was promised in marriage to the oldest daughter.

 

Remember "Fiddler on the Roof" movie and the Match Maker?)

 

My father only had a fifth grade education, but the wisdom of a

scholar. He taught me how to use my hands to make things, the wonderful

weekend fishing trips on the Mississippi River, he taught me how to

cook and run a restaurant, how to take a coal furnace apart to repair

(mother was furious from all the coal dust everywhere), getting on

top of our two story Dutch Colonial house to replace damaged roofing

shingles, and one thing that I remember the most was his statement,

"There is good in all human beings, even your enemies.

 

Wisdom domes from being a good listener, evaluate what you hear,

and speak only if you have something to say that makes common sense."

 

The only time I saw tears in my father's eyes was when he spoke about

the death of his parents and when he said goodbye to me when I left for

basic training at Fort Leonardwood, Mo., during World War II. He wrote

only a few letters while I was overseas during the African/European

campaigns but I read and reread them many times. I still have those

letters in a safe deposit box that I will pass on to my son.

 

Remember, when you leave the nest, you still have a father and a

friend, and don't you ever forget that. They appreciate phone calls

to let them know you love him. Make sure the grandchildren see him

as often as possible, for grandfathers also play an important role

in a boy's life.

 

We celebrate "Father's Day" once a year, but in reality it should be

every day of the year. I love you dad.

 

 

 

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Happy Fathers Day everyone???

 

So what did you do for Fathers Day this year?

 

 

worked :(

family said we will take you out tonight, but I still am at work :(

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why the ?'s

I don't know what you're talking about. :P

 

Wow we went to this one restaurant this weekend and I’m paying for it now. Don’t get me wrong, everything tasted very good. But however everything on the menu was made with garlic; they even had garlic Ice Cream. The restaurant was called the Stinky Rose, have you guys heard of it?

 

http://www.thestinkingrose.com/

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wan promoting Yeravnt The Grate to Moderator we ( me and the MOd's ) had one condition

 

that Yeravnt from the moment of becoming a mod - will take Care of all of the lady problems in our forum - Specially the one and only ( sorry i cat say the name )

 

all we had to do is gave him a MOD and Half Empty bottle of wine ( Portfane )

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