Despite the suffering that my family, and millions of other families, endured, what is perhaps even more painful is the fact that entire nations—most notably, Turkey, the perpetrators of the Genocide itself—deny to this day that it ever happened in the first place, sweeping my people’s history under the rug. Throughout modern-day Turkey, remnants of Armenian life and culture, like my grandfather’s village of Efkere, have been destroyed, discarded, and allowed to disintegrate into nothingness. If genocide is ultimately an act of erasure, denial is its final, comprehensive deed.
