Hello, I’m Rosita Youssefian, from Argentina. I’m the oldest of all of you, and I enjoy a lot all the logs you write, especially the repatriates. It seems to me that I’m in Yerevan again.
My first log is about Patrick: a week later he passed away in Armenia, his rests were buried in Buenos Aires. The HOKEHANKISD at the church was extremly sad and emotive. Hundreds of people were there to confirm the love and respect we all had for Patrick.
Here are the only words said at loud that day:
“In a few days, a khatchkar will be set near Saghmosavank. It will say “in Patrick Tateossian´s memory, born in Buenos Aires, Argentina”.
This stone cross will try to pay tribute to an armenian young from Argentina, who worked for almost a decade in the Mother Land. But this stone won´t express the livings, the stories and emotions of Patrick´s dayly working.
“Patrick arrived Armenia after the Independence, with not much knowledge about the country, virgin-minded of any ideological or political partisanship preconceptions from the previous period. This way, he could easily understand the Real Armenia, the country under his eyes, not the one imagined by books.
“This kind of privileges are not available for anyone, and less people would make good use of it. Patrick was touched by destiny, and begun slowly, in different jobs, in differents tasks, to build a bridge that tried to make things easier between Hayastan’s armenians and abroad’s armenians, re-opening a jammed way, making it better, strengthening it.
“Patrick achieved in a short time the recognize as “Whitouot titleAmbassador” of Argentina’s Armenian community in Erevan. An honour that implied a charge that he accepted with his natural goodness: he was postman, chofer, counsellor and translator, earning the best salary nobody does: people’s friendship.
“Today es quite easy get in Armenia: just go through customs. The stamp in our passports are the proof. More difficult is to carry Armenia in our hearts, there isn’t material stamps for it. Patrick Tateossian belonged to this two categories: he obtained something that very few persons can achieve during their lives: that is to enter himself as well in people’s hearts. That stamp, that sign, will last as long as his friends’ lives and memories.
“There is a khatchkar at Sagmossavank, a stone cross. Is a bridge’s fundamental stone that link us to Armenia. Not to a government, not to an institution. That bridge links us to the people. That bridge is not built in months or years, that bridge never ends. Patrik Tateossian knew it. Let us be conscious fo the magnitude of this perennial task.
“From his friends, to Patrick” (Eduardo Karsaclian)
My first log is about Patrick: a week later he passed away in Armenia, his rests were buried in Buenos Aires. The HOKEHANKISD at the church was extremly sad and emotive. Hundreds of people were there to confirm the love and respect we all had for Patrick.
Here are the only words said at loud that day:
“In a few days, a khatchkar will be set near Saghmosavank. It will say “in Patrick Tateossian´s memory, born in Buenos Aires, Argentina”.
This stone cross will try to pay tribute to an armenian young from Argentina, who worked for almost a decade in the Mother Land. But this stone won´t express the livings, the stories and emotions of Patrick´s dayly working.
“Patrick arrived Armenia after the Independence, with not much knowledge about the country, virgin-minded of any ideological or political partisanship preconceptions from the previous period. This way, he could easily understand the Real Armenia, the country under his eyes, not the one imagined by books.
“This kind of privileges are not available for anyone, and less people would make good use of it. Patrick was touched by destiny, and begun slowly, in different jobs, in differents tasks, to build a bridge that tried to make things easier between Hayastan’s armenians and abroad’s armenians, re-opening a jammed way, making it better, strengthening it.
“Patrick achieved in a short time the recognize as “Whitouot titleAmbassador” of Argentina’s Armenian community in Erevan. An honour that implied a charge that he accepted with his natural goodness: he was postman, chofer, counsellor and translator, earning the best salary nobody does: people’s friendship.
“Today es quite easy get in Armenia: just go through customs. The stamp in our passports are the proof. More difficult is to carry Armenia in our hearts, there isn’t material stamps for it. Patrick Tateossian belonged to this two categories: he obtained something that very few persons can achieve during their lives: that is to enter himself as well in people’s hearts. That stamp, that sign, will last as long as his friends’ lives and memories.
“There is a khatchkar at Sagmossavank, a stone cross. Is a bridge’s fundamental stone that link us to Armenia. Not to a government, not to an institution. That bridge links us to the people. That bridge is not built in months or years, that bridge never ends. Patrik Tateossian knew it. Let us be conscious fo the magnitude of this perennial task.
“From his friends, to Patrick” (Eduardo Karsaclian)
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