Letter -- Helena Singer
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When I got married and lived in Glendale in the ‘60s, it was not the
city of my dreams. Forty years later, more than 20 of which I have worked
daily and commuted in and out of Glendale, I have witnessed a wondrous
revitalization of the city, literally before my eyes.
In my opinion, and based on many well-founded accounts, this is
primarily due to the large influx of the Armenian people to Glendale. The
American inspiration has infused their private aspirations: to live in
freedom and peace, to work and have fun, and above all to amount to
something, even if only by instilling the highest levels of achievement
in the new generation.
As I drive in the mornings, the streets are full of little, neat, dark
heads towed to school by various elders, the ultimate goal USC or UCLA.
All the while, the parents scrape up little businesses, new gas stations,
or work in shops. The little parks are green and safe and full of
oldsters and youngsters. The stores are bustling with business, and new
ones are going up daily. The restaurants are full, the streets are
crowded with pedestrians, and there are countless cafes, like in any
cosmopolitan city of Europe. Glendale is fun and alive and well, exactly
because of Armenians.
Armenian bakeries have the most delicious stuff. I always shop at
Jon’s Market to get the best and cheapest fresh produce, including
wonderful herbs and spices and old-world delicacies that I can’t find
even at Gelson’s or Bristol Farms. Real estate is booming. Families want
their “homes.” There are extravagant weddings and solemn funerals.
These so-called “evildoers” have a profound respect for their ancient
culture and Christian roots, as well as the family, the elders of which
are revered and taken care of. And they love America and embrace the new
traditions.
If the American flag is lowered in remembrance of lives lost for
freedom and civil liberties, it only heightens the noble and generous
spirit of America. Does Mrs. Carrico have a clue to what the Armenians,
or for that matter the Jews, were doing to their haters for which they
were slaughtered by the millions? Judging by her present behavior, what
possible achievement could she have accomplished for her 1992 award or
the 2001 award from the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, whose morals are
themselves presently questioned?
Diarrhea of the mouth is a fairly common human affliction, but I think
that one of the dozens of Glendale Armenian physicians should prescribe
Immodium for her, so Mrs. C. may keep the waste and foul odor to herself.
HELENA K. SINGER
Pasadena