We remember the Armenian Genocide
“One day the gendarmes [Ottoman military police] came, and chased us out of our house. They didn’t tell us where we were going, just to get out of the house,” recounted Yeranouhi Kazanjian Najarian, an Armenian Genocide survivor, in a recorded testimonial from the early 1980s. She and her two sisters were the sole survivors from her entire family—both her grandmothers were buried alive, her father imprisoned and never seen again. Her mother, brother, and sister were herded into the mountains with thousands of other Armenians and forced to walk hundreds of miles south towards concentration camps. During the deportation, her mother was left in the mountains to die and her brother beheaded. While it has been over thirty years since Yeranouhi recorded this testimonial, and only months short of a century since these events took place, Yeranouhi’s words will always be remembered.