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| My mother, visiting the desert in Syria, Del Zor, where she lost siblings and other relatives. |
Although I am Armenian, I was born in Central California. I grew up with Armenians and the Armenian church, but I have never been able to travel to my homeland. In fact, my parents and their parents came from Turkey. It's a long, historical story. Of course, there are factions and divisions, but the heart and the plight of every Armenian remains the same. This little video and speech describes it beautifully.
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