Of All People, I Survived As I stand today at the age of 60 I tell my story of suffer and agony. Years when I lost my beloved ones, and from then on saw no light shine upon me or the following days that led to the future. Those days passed by like months and years: a vivid picture of hell. I am not ashamed to share my story for it is the truth that nobody was willing to hear, and those people were the ones who showed no sympathy towards us. They were the ones who hid the true story of the Armenians. I announce these words of languish to touch those hearts whom never knew the reality of how we, Armenians, suffered from the eviction from our homes. My name is Ke