My father lived through it and passed away at the age of 90. He used to tell the stories and break down and cry.

This was a planned governmental action to kill Armenians, not something that happened randomly. We never had the luxury of growing up with a normal family life with grandparents, aunts or uncles. So many didn't survive.

I'm well aware of the show. The handful of people who were able to survive have always believed in the need for education and advancement of awareness in the countries that we live in.

We feel a responsibility to our parents.

Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold, And the great price we paid for it full worth: We have it only when we are half earth. Little avails that coinage to the old!

Nice to be here? At my age it's nice to be anywhere.