I felt certain of the title the moment I decided to write
the book: Stories My Father
Never Finished Telling Me.
It represents a dilemma that will be familiar to
many Armenian-Americans born after the tumult that dislodged our parents and
grandparents from their homeland.
My
father, Nishan Kalajian, had the misfortune to be born in Diyarbakir, Turkey in
1912 at the core of the imploding
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