MY ARMENIAN GENESIS: THE LONE SURVIVORS
A primal scream erupted in the Charity Ward of Providence Hospital, Washington, D.C., on September 23, 1945. Crying out for Mother, Baby Movsisian felt her loving grip moments after birth, then sensed a struggle as those same, gentle hands would not let go. A white-uniformed nurse intervened. Baby's bassinet was wheeled away once the hospital staff had washed away her birth blood. Judith Movsisian, her 'given name', soon appeared on her original birth certificate. On September 23, 1983, she would have a tiny clue as to who had chosen it and why. The tag on her tiny bed read: Charity Ward, bottle feed, no contact with Mother. On Septermber 27 this newborn and her mother left the hospital, but separately. Now renamed 'Mary', she would soon be peppered, at age 3, by her adoptive family members', friends', and teachers' unrelenting questions: "Oh, my ! Where did those huge, dark brown eyes come from? Who is your real mother?" Not one of them knew about 'Mother Armenia', or how this surname connected to this 5,000 year-old--civilization. History would dictate that this newborn would be the very last one to inherit both the Movsisian name from a region half-way across the planet Earth, and the nearly extinct, female mitochondrial DNA from Grandmother, Yeghsapert Deorian Movsisian. Mary's grandparents, uncle, and 3 cousins were the sole, surviving family members from the Armenian Genocide. Their Cradle of Civilization-area village suffered the worst destruction; Nor Kegh, Charsandjak, Kharpert, was located in the Euphrates River Valley area. It saw the largest ruin of businesses, churches, homes, and slaughter of Armenians by the Turkish Muslims! Each step those few who were not tortured, then killed, took on their escape route to freedom, that which was aided by the Kurds and the Greeks, gave Mary and descendants, yet unborn, 1 more day to live on Earth. Her grandfather arrived in Chicago, Illinois, in 1913, 2 years before the date when the massacres were heightened. Every last member of his remaining family had been murdered in cold blood less than 10 years after he left to make money in the U.S.A. Manoog Movsisian and 6 other men soon founded the very first Armenian Apostolic Church in the Midwest. Holy Savior was consecrated on October 26, 1924. Their first choir director, Mary's grandfather, had the voice of an angel. Grandmother survived the grueling journey from her homeland, then setteled in Cherbourg, France, with her Korean, and 3 cousins, who also 'made it out alive' during the massive exodus from their tiny village. In 1921, Grandmother and Korean emigrated to the U.S.A. Soon reunited with Grandfather, she bore 3 more children: Mother, another Uncle, and an Aunt. Fate would gift to Mary's older, tought and smart uncle, attorney Korean Movsisian, the honor of pleading 2 cases for the U.S. Supreme Court, Washington, D.C. Mary's destiny the first 39 years of her life would be to wear the cloak of secrecy, an enigma, re: Mother's and Father's identity. This was kept under court seal in Montgomery County Circuit Court in Rockville, Maryland. Falsified, then issued over 25 months following her date of birth, this certificate now listed her parents as David D. and Eathel G. McCALLUM Letts. Lt. Commander Letts served in the Department of War, later renamed the Pentagon, in Washington, D.C. At age 38, Mary learned about her inherited gifts from each biological parent: membership in one of the oldest civilizations on Earth, the first to accept Christianity in 301 A.D., one which included the earliest settlers from the British Isles, soon to be owners of huge tobacco plantations in Maryland and Virginia. Research revealed indirect family lines: 7 Mayflower passengers, 16 presidents, and 16 founding fathers, the signers of the Declaration of Independence, and William I, the Conqueror, of Normandy, king of England. Mary won a contest at Stoner School, Lansing Township, Michigan, 6th grade, in 1957. Only she knew the correct answer: 1066, the year William I invaded and won the Battle of Hastings. But, how did Mary solve the remaining mysteries of her secret origins? Why she was given up for adoption? In 1988, who had found 'The Letter', enclosed inside the envelope, well-hidden in a closet for 42 years? What did it reveal? Who had penned it? Then, who had put it there? How did this miracle-find in the unlikely, unsealing of her sealed, adoption file from the Montgomery County Courthouse, Rockville, Maryland? A nuclear bomb level e-mail, 28 years after Mary's odyssey had begun, revealed a well-guarded, family secret. On March 1, 2011,a message appeared on Mary's Web site from a man in his eighties claiming to be Mary's relative. Unfamiliar, yet having the Armenian 'ian' suffix, this stranger had found Mary, totally by accident -- a bizarre coincidence. His miraculous message shook Mary to the core. He soon sent Mary a 70-year-old business card, the very last one in existence. "Oh! Oh, my God!" Mary yelled.
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MY ARMENIAN GENESIS: THE LONE SURVIVORS
A primal scream erupted in the Charity Ward of Providence Hospital, Washington, D.C., on September 23, 1945. Crying out for Mother, Baby Movsisian felt her loving grip moments after birth, then sensed a struggle as those same, gentle hands would not let go. A white-uniformed nurse intervened. Baby's bassinet was wheeled away once the hospital staff had washed away her birth blood. Judith Movsisian, her 'given name', soon appeared on her original birth certificate. On September 23, 1983, she would have a tiny clue as to who had chosen it and why. The tag on her tiny bed read: Charity Ward, bottle feed, no contact with Mother. On Septermber 27 this newborn and her mother left the hospital, but separately. Now renamed 'Mary', she would soon be peppered, at age 3, by her adoptive family members', friends', and teachers' unrelenting questions: "Oh, my ! Where did those huge, dark brown eyes come from? Who is your real mother?" Not one of them knew about 'Mother Armenia', or how this surname connected to this 5,000 year-old--civilization. History would dictate that this newborn would be the very last one to inherit both the Movsisian name from a region half-way across the planet Earth, and the nearly extinct, female mitochondrial DNA from Grandmother, Yeghsapert Deorian Movsisian. Mary's grandparents, uncle, and 3 cousins were the sole, surviving family members from the Armenian Genocide. Their Cradle of Civilization-area village suffered the worst destruction; Nor Kegh, Charsandjak, Kharpert, was located in the Euphrates River Valley area. It saw the largest ruin of businesses, churches, homes, and slaughter of Armenians by the Turkish Muslims! Each step those few who were not tortured, then killed, took on their escape route to freedom, that which was aided by the Kurds and the Greeks, gave Mary and descendants, yet unborn, 1 more day to live on Earth. Her grandfather arrived in Chicago, Illinois, in 1913, 2 years before the date when the massacres were heightened. Every last member of his remaining family had been murdered in cold blood less than 10 years after he left to make money in the U.S.A. Manoog Movsisian and 6 other men soon founded the very first Armenian Apostolic Church in the Midwest. Holy Savior was consecrated on October 26, 1924. Their first choir director, Mary's grandfather, had the voice of an angel. Grandmother survived the grueling journey from her homeland, then setteled in Cherbourg, France, with her Korean, and 3 cousins, who also 'made it out alive' during the massive exodus from their tiny village. In 1921, Grandmother and Korean emigrated to the U.S.A. Soon reunited with Grandfather, she bore 3 more children: Mother, another Uncle, and an Aunt. Fate would gift to Mary's older, tought and smart uncle, attorney Korean Movsisian, the honor of pleading 2 cases for the U.S. Supreme Court, Washington, D.C. Mary's destiny the first 39 years of her life would be to wear the cloak of secrecy, an enigma, re: Mother's and Father's identity. This was kept under court seal in Montgomery County Circuit Court in Rockville, Maryland. Falsified, then issued over 25 months following her date of birth, this certificate now listed her parents as David D. and Eathel G. McCALLUM Letts. Lt. Commander Letts served in the Department of War, later renamed the Pentagon, in Washington, D.C. At age 38, Mary learned about her inherited gifts from each biological parent: membership in one of the oldest civilizations on Earth, the first to accept Christianity in 301 A.D., one which included the earliest settlers from the British Isles, soon to be owners of huge tobacco plantations in Maryland and Virginia. Research revealed indirect family lines: 7 Mayflower passengers, 16 presidents, and 16 founding fathers, the signers of the Declaration of Independence, and William I, the Conqueror, of Normandy, king of England. Mary won a contest at Stoner School, Lansing Township, Michigan, 6th grade, in 1957. Only she knew the correct answer: 1066, the year William I invaded and won the Battle of Hastings. But, how did Mary solve the remaining mysteries of her secret origins? Why she was given up for adoption? In 1988, who had found 'The Letter', enclosed inside the envelope, well-hidden in a closet for 42 years? What did it reveal? Who had penned it? Then, who had put it there? How did this miracle-find in the unlikely, unsealing of her sealed, adoption file from the Montgomery County Courthouse, Rockville, Maryland? A nuclear bomb level e-mail, 28 years after Mary's odyssey had begun, revealed a well-guarded, family secret. On March 1, 2011,a message appeared on Mary's Web site from a man in his eighties claiming to be Mary's relative. Unfamiliar, yet having the Armenian 'ian' suffix, this stranger had found Mary, totally by accident -- a bizarre coincidence. His miraculous message shook Mary to the core. He soon sent Mary a 70-year-old business card, the very last one in existence. "Oh! Oh, my God!" Mary yelled.
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A primal scream erupted in the Charity Ward of Providence Hospital, Washington, D.C., on September 23, 1945. Crying out for Mother, Baby Movsisian felt her loving grip moments after birth, then sensed a struggle as those same, gentle hands would not let go. A white-uniformed nurse intervened. Baby's bassinet was wheeled away once the hospital staff had washed away her birth blood. Judith Movsisian, her 'given name', soon appeared on her original birth certificate. On September 23, 1983, she would have a tiny clue as to who had chosen it and why. The tag on her tiny bed read: Charity Ward, bottle feed, no contact with Mother. On Septermber 27 this newborn and her mother left the hospital, but separately. Now renamed 'Mary', she would soon be peppered, at age 3, by her adoptive family members', friends', and teachers' unrelenting questions: "Oh, my ! Where did those huge, dark brown eyes come from? Who is your real mother?" Not one of them knew about 'Mother Armenia', or how this surname connected to this 5,000 year-old--civilization. History would dictate that this newborn would be the very last one to inherit both the Movsisian name from a region half-way across the planet Earth, and the nearly extinct, female mitochondrial DNA from Grandmother, Yeghsapert Deorian Movsisian. Mary's grandparents, uncle, and 3 cousins were the sole, surviving family members from the Armenian Genocide. Their Cradle of Civilization-area village suffered the worst destruction; Nor Kegh, Charsandjak, Kharpert, was located in the Euphrates River Valley area. It saw the largest ruin of businesses, churches, homes, and slaughter of Armenians by the Turkish Muslims! Each step those few who were not tortured, then killed, took on their escape route to freedom, that which was aided by the Kurds and the Greeks, gave Mary and descendants, yet unborn, 1 more day to live on Earth. Her grandfather arrived in Chicago, Illinois, in 1913, 2 years before the date when the massacres were heightened. Every last member of his remaining family had been murdered in cold blood less than 10 years after he left to make money in the U.S.A. Manoog Movsisian and 6 other men soon founded the very first Armenian Apostolic Church in the Midwest. Holy Savior was consecrated on October 26, 1924. Their first choir director, Mary's grandfather, had the voice of an angel. Grandmother survived the grueling journey from her homeland, then setteled in Cherbourg, France, with her Korean, and 3 cousins, who also 'made it out alive' during the massive exodus from their tiny village. In 1921, Grandmother and Korean emigrated to the U.S.A. Soon reunited with Grandfather, she bore 3 more children: Mother, another Uncle, and an Aunt. Fate would gift to Mary's older, tought and smart uncle, attorney Korean Movsisian, the honor of pleading 2 cases for the U.S. Supreme Court, Washington, D.C. Mary's destiny the first 39 years of her life would be to wear the cloak of secrecy, an enigma, re: Mother's and Father's identity. This was kept under court seal in Montgomery County Circuit Court in Rockville, Maryland. Falsified, then issued over 25 months following her date of birth, this certificate now listed her parents as David D. and Eathel G. McCALLUM Letts. Lt. Commander Letts served in the Department of War, later renamed the Pentagon, in Washington, D.C. At age 38, Mary learned about her inherited gifts from each biological parent: membership in one of the oldest civilizations on Earth, the first to accept Christianity in 301 A.D., one which included the earliest settlers from the British Isles, soon to be owners of huge tobacco plantations in Maryland and Virginia. Research revealed indirect family lines: 7 Mayflower passengers, 16 presidents, and 16 founding fathers, the signers of the Declaration of Independence, and William I, the Conqueror, of Normandy, king of England. Mary won a contest at Stoner School, Lansing Township, Michigan, 6th grade, in 1957. Only she knew the correct answer: 1066, the year William I invaded and won the Battle of Hastings. But, how did Mary solve the remaining mysteries of her secret origins? Why she was given up for adoption? In 1988, who had found 'The Letter', enclosed inside the envelope, well-hidden in a closet for 42 years? What did it reveal? Who had penned it? Then, who had put it there? How did this miracle-find in the unlikely, unsealing of her sealed, adoption file from the Montgomery County Courthouse, Rockville, Maryland? A nuclear bomb level e-mail, 28 years after Mary's odyssey had begun, revealed a well-guarded, family secret. On March 1, 2011,a message appeared on Mary's Web site from a man in his eighties claiming to be Mary's relative. Unfamiliar, yet having the Armenian 'ian' suffix, this stranger had found Mary, totally by accident -- a bizarre coincidence. His miraculous message shook Mary to the core. He soon sent Mary a 70-year-old business card, the very last one in existence. "Oh! Oh, my God!" Mary yelled.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940148515432
Publisher: Mary L. MOVSISIAN Foess
Publication date: 07/21/2013
Series: Mary L. MOVSISIAN Foess' Odyssey , #2
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
Pages: 267
Sales rank: 947,055
File size: 5 MB

About the Author

My name is Mary L. MOVSISIAN-LETTS Foess. Writing is my life's passion, along with physical fitness. I am a retired elementary teacher, 31.5 years of service, Vassar Public Schools, Vassar, Michigan, U.S.A. Adopted as an infant, I sought my roots when I approached age 40. No family medical records, no Old World, tribal origins, and no synopsis of my biological families' identities were available to me. A shock to me, in 1983 on my 38th birthday, my adoptive parents hired a private investigator to seek the information I wanted, yet had never expressed to them; my need to know the simple truth. Their surprise, the gift of my heritage (Armenian and Anglo-Saxon including 5% American Indian) didn't stop with me. Now, I had what everyone else has and takes for granted: their biological roots. My "mystery genomes" now had specific DNA - tribal alliances. I know my parents', grandparents', aunts', uncles', four half brothers', and all my cousins' identities. Reunions followed! Quite unexpected was the bold truth about my maternal grandparents' survival: they were among the rare few to escape from Karphertsi, the region hardest hit during this genocide, 1915-1923. Half of the world's Armenian population was slaughtered during the war. I now assist others to locate their 'lost' family members. My nonprofit organization, Bonding by Blood, Unlimited, founded in 1988, is affiliated with the American Adoption Congress. Its main office is located in Washington, D.C. These volunteers help to facilitate, then to bless 'family reunification' to its members when a search is successfully completed. I continue to be active by lobbying in the Michigan legislature when our bills are up for committee hearings, House or Senate. I am registered in the state of Michigan Department of Human Services, in our capital city, Lansing, I work as an 'unpaid' resource to assist adults who wish to find their lost adult-aged children or to have an adult find his/her family of origin. I shall respond to your feedback. My personal Web site is: It features my Armenian and American colonial history, along with the twists and turns during my 23 year odyssey. My purpose re: creating the Web site to inspire and to encourage your quest for truth! Tenacity, the one golden key to unlock mysteries just waiting to be found, shall bear fruit for all generations alive now, then to all your descendants, yet unborn. No more secrecy! Mary L. MOVSISIAN-LETTS Foess
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