Krikor does not remember much from his earliest
childhood. His father died when he was two years old. In the time of
deportation he came on the road with his mother and thousands of Armenians. One
day a Kurd robbed him. Many years he was a slave with that man. Two years ago
he succeeded in fleeing to Urfa and from there to us.
Left our care: April 30,
1929. Soldier.