Researcher Nisha Charkoudian contributes to Army's development of app which determines body's
water needs - written by Kelly Field, USARIEM, published October 24, 2014, reprinted here from www.army.mil.
|Halloween on a windy day along the beach in Falmouth|
|Sandwich Public Library's Scare Crow Contest contributes to the Halloween festivities.|
|Turkeys parade in front of the Falmouth Library on Hallowwen. Photo by Nisha|
|The weekend before Halloween (is there a reason?) has always been the time to head to Falmouth, Massachusetts, to run the Cape Cod Marathon on that Sunday (and if you can't run a full marathon, you can run the half marathon on Saturday.) Nary a room is available in Falmouth and environs that weekend, as 1,200 runners from all parts of the United States, (as well as from all parts of the Cape, of course), converge on Falmouth to run the now famous Cape Cod Marathon. This year's marathon featured lots of wind, but no rain, and beautiful views for the runners as they ran their 26.2 miles, the route lined with spectators cheering them on, handing out water, gel, high fives, and shouts of encouragement. At one junction, (see photo below), a band greets the marathon runners with the music, "When the Saints Go Marching In" as the bystanders clap their hands in time to the music and the runners, and agree with the band, that these runners are indeed saints, running for all of us who could never even think of attempting such a feat!|
|26.2 or bust. Lorig Charkoudian running strong!|
|Aline & Raffi greet their mother Lorig Charkoudian who has just crossed the finish line!|
|Her shirt says, "Run like a Mother"!|
|What was my time? What? I came in second in my category?|
|"My best time ever!" Despite the wind, 3 hours, 48 minutes and 10 seconds!|
Photos by Marash Girl
"Many years ago in Boston, there was a really great tenor sax player named Varty Haroutunian. He was superb and played nightly at the jazz club downtown called the Stables. He and Herb Pomeroy were co-leaders and later had a wonderful big band. I was honored one evening to be asked to sit in with the quintet and had a great time. The jazz world knew Herb and Vardy, but the two musicians didn't want a life on the road, so they stayed in Boston and played the Stables for years. As a joke we would sing to Vardy a version of My Wild Irish Rose. Only we sang, "My wild Armenian nose, how it grows and grows and grows" He had a bit of a large nose, of course, and in the jazz world we were not particularly kind to one another."
|Photo courtesy of Özcan Gülkesen|
|Bethel Orphanage - Photo courtesy of Edward & Mary Ann Kazanjian - Photo darken during a recent trip to Marash|
Marash Girl, named Bethel after her Grandmother Yepros Kurtgusian Bilezikian, in memory of the orphanage that took Yepros in after she and her sister Mary (Mairie Baju) hid in a closet in their home in Marash and witnessed Turkish soldiers bludgeoning their parents to death. As Grandma told it, somewhere around 1895, Grandma Yepros, then a little girl of 8 and her sister Mayry, then a little girl of 5, were with their parents at home when a knock came at the door. Their parents told them to hide behind the curtains in the closet and never to make a peep, no matter what they saw or heard. Their parents opened the front door, Turkish soldiers came in and . . . Soon after, German missionaries retrieved the two little girls, now orphaned, placing them in the Bethel Orphanage (photo above). Whenever Marash Girl is asked about the origin of her name, she must tell this story. So sad.
N.B. Bethel (or Paytel in Armenian) means "House of God" . . . we are all Bethels, are we not? Our bodies are Temples of the Living Spirit!)
|The tree at the end of the avenue . . . October 13, 2014|
|Hydrangeas in the morning on the tree belt in Watertown on Trash Day!|
|Salvaged hydrangeas that afternoon, somewhat the worse for wear: sharing with the neighbors in Newton Corner|
|At the Boston College's Boisi Center, Prof. David Bosworth considers the questions asked of him by his esteemed audience of professors and students.|
|Maureen Dowd and Robert Redford: two redheads face off on stage!|
|Post-tornado: Wilbraham Mountain, 4 years later.|
|The little red "Radio Flyer" wagon that Marash Boy used to play with as a little boy, transplanted by the tornado.|
|One of the pear trees survived the tornado!|
|Success! A pear!|
This year, we were hoping to poach our pears, but as it turned out, someone else beat us to it!
Note: Two pear trees were gifted to Deron and Karoun by Uncle Levon Bilezikian on the occasion of Deron's and Karoun's baptism at the St. Gregory Armenian Church in Indian Orchard, Massachusetts. (Uncle Levon Bilezikian was born in Marash, married and brought up his family in Paris, moved to Newtonville, Massachusetts in the early 1960's.) One of those pear trees, the pear tree in the 2 photos above, survived the tornado!