Tonight my family, and my wife’s sister’s family, prepare a massive Armenian feast for our SSU student body. Armenian music, storytelling and food galore will guide the festivities along.
My wife and her sister are half-Armenian, on their father’s side. More on the back story of Anita’s heritage can be found here, on a post I wrote to honor Anita’s grandmother, Siranouche: Sweet Flower: The Story Of An Armenian Girl
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Wow that sounds like my kinda evening, Food and friends and the inevitable story telling into th wee small hours no doubt. The story of Siranouche was so moving that when you told it at the Bury St Edmonds event, well I cant speak for anybody else but neither of my eyes were dry. You have a gift its enviable because when you tell a story it comes alive to the listener. To quote old mister Springsteen ” Anybody can write a song or tell a story but unless you give something of yourself in the writting or the telling its just dead words on a page” Rather profound I thought. Love to all of your clan from all of mine, Take care.
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