08 Apr Souren Abrahamian
In September 1920, our tranquil existence on the desert of Bakouba came to an abrupt end when our camp became the targets of indiscriminate volleys of rifle fire from the Arabian side of the river....
08 Apr Sion Abajian
The crowds were huge in Meskeneh. We were in the middle of a vast sandy area and the Armenians there were from all over, not only from Marash. We had no water and the gendarmes would not give us any....