My car was doing its best with the rough reservation backroads. My guide was leading me out into the more remote areas with the remaining Christmas stockings and gifts…bouncing and tumbling in the seat behind us. We had already given out plenty of stockings to the children in the main village and now we were […]
When my dad was a young boy his uncle (Mami Churso) told him that they were going to leave the sheep camp the next morning and take a long walk to the town of Amadiya for supplies. Mami Churso said that he believed my dad was strong enough to keep-up with the men on the […]
One never realizes the long-term cost of evil because the succeeding generations pay the highest price. The assaults on Ashitha (and the first massacre) began over 170 years ago, but the last exodus of Assyrians leaving the Tyaray region occurred during the Turkish genocide which began in 1915. The Tyaray mountains bring a sad and […]
She was born on March 12, 1906 in Ashitha, Turkey. According to my cousin, she was named Gulestani after a flower that grows in the mountains of Turkey and Iraq. But her family abbreviated it and called her by the nickname “Janey.” When my Grandparents came to the America we had no idea of what […]
