
It was thirty-six years ago this day.
The government conference hall, opening from a small Yerevan alley called Melik-Adamyan, was full of delegates, townsfolk, and spirit -- convening and cresting in high anticipation.
They invited me up front to be closer to the Catholicos of All Armenians and to the leaders of the Movement. I declined gratefully, finding instead my own seat through the rear right entrance and into the very back row.







