Walking through the Old City in Jerusalem, Israel, one sees all kinds of posters and signs.
Some I photograph and some I ignore.
Some photos you forget, but some stay in your memory.
Wikipedia sums up the Armenian Genocide,
24 April 1915 was the day Ottoman authorities rounded up and arrested some 250 Armenian intellectuals and community leaders in Constantinople. Thereafter, the Ottoman military began expelling the Armenians from their homes throughout Turkey, forcing them onto roads that led to the Syrian desert hundreds of miles away. They were deprived of food and water and subjected to periodic robbery, rape, and massacre as they were marched along by military escorts.
the Ottoman government’s systematic extermination of its minority Armenian subjects from their historic homeland in the territory constituting the present-dayRepublic of Turkey. It took place during and after World War I and was implemented in two phases: the wholesale killing of the able-bodied male population through massacre and forced labor, and the deportation of women, children, the elderly and infirm on death marches to the Syrian Desert. The total number of people killed as a result has been estimated at between 1 and 1.5 million. Other indigenous and Christian ethnic groups such as the Assyrians, the Greeks and other minority groups were similarly targeted for extermination by the Ottoman government…”
As soon as I posted this photo on Facebook a friend wrote that she knows a woman, who “is Armenian , a Jew and in the Armenian Assembly. She lost all 4 grandparents in the Armenian genocide.”
Perhaps we should all take a minute to remember.
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