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Why this appraisal
In the framework of an autobiography?
I am a naturalized American citizen. I am what I am, and I became
what I became because of you, you the wonderful American people. You
dear Americans, who have created this wonderful and benevolent country
through your hard work. No other nation, to date, can claim that they have done
more or better than you have in such a short time.
I am giving you my thanks, my appreciations, my respects, my love and
devotion to you and your work, aspirations, and ideals. I am doing this in a try
to nullify the vicious attempts of modern-day Trotsky(s) and their clones, who
are trying to tear down what you have built, because they cannot match you or
your work, or outdo you.
In my Addendums, I have selectively expressed my heartfelt gratitude to
those who had the most effect on my life, but the list of those who, in one way
or another, affected my life will probably make a book as thick as this one.
The majority of them are Americans.
My dear and benevolent people who have helped me, and others like me,
millions of us, be proud of who you are and what you have done. You have always
torn down what was useless, and have replaced it with something more useful.
For the sake of the future of this nation, and the salvation of mankind, don't give
anything free to anyone. Don't give anyone free fish to feed on, teach them how
to fish to live on. May the intelligent energy be with you.

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Date de parution 18 juillet 2022
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THANK YOU, AMERICA & AMERICANS
Armen Saginian

 
Copyright © 2022 by Armen Saginian.
 
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CONTENTS
The House I Was Born In
Who Was Dawood Khan Saginashvilli
Who Was Gorgin Khan
Who Was Colonel Solomon Khan?
I Am Born
Who Was My Mother
Who Was My Father
History Of My Mother With My Father
My Mother Takes Me To Her Parents House
My Kindergarten Year
My First Summer In A Village
My Problems As A Student In Iran
My Second Summer In Another Village
My Second Summer In Another Village
The Hacienda In The Sahatloo Village
The Last Day Before The Wine Festival
The Day Of Wine Festival
Return To Tabriz, My Life Has Changed
End Of Third Year, I Am Sent To Tabriz To Live With My Father I Prefer To Call Them Two Years In Hell
The Beatings I Took
Goodbye To Life In The Old Hacienda
Starting A New Life In Tehran
My Fifth Grade In Jamshid Jam
Grandma Dispatches Hasmik To Fetch Me
My Life In The Sixth Grade
Our Teachers In Alborz
My Life In Alborz College
My Political Involement
My Social Involvements
My Cultural Involvemets
My Situation With My Life Conditions
Scool Year Is Over And I Have To Majke A Decision
I Had To Decide What To Do With My Life
My Mind Is Being Made Up
My Year Of Preparation To Leave Iran
We Are In The Plane
Decision To Go To The United States
My First Breakfast In Maryville College
Some Sprcific Incidents In Maryvillr College
Christmas Is Aproaching
Sophomore Year Started
My First Year In University Of Tennessee
My Interviews And Employment
I Am At Boeing
New Rented House In Renton
My Short Stay With General Dynamics Astronomics
Employment With Airesearch
First Petty-Conflict At Aieresearch
Progress In El Segundo Facility
El Segundo Decides To Send Me To Iran
Preparation For Product Installation In Iran
Arriving In Tehran
Return To The United States And Report On The Trip
Mr. John Baptist Fallon Arrives In Tehran
Garrett Corporation Is Becoming Anxious
Problem With Corporations
Fifty-One Days In Limbo
December 12, 1978 To February 2, 1979 In Limbo
I Am Back In The United States
Was Sent To The Nuclear Enrichment
I Have To Restart Where I Levi’ Off In 1970
My Other Commercia Involvements
Hermes Enterprises
My Political Involements
Iranian National Affairs Council, Mid 1990S
Trip To The Pentagon
 
Adendum
Mr. Eman (Emanuel) Podgorni
The Love Of My Life
Who Was Miss. Marjorie Gardiner Hunter
My Friend Dr. George Podgorny
The Myers Family, Myhome Away From Home
Dr. William Ashley Hansen (My First Teacher Of (Americanism), (A True Friend, To The Core)
Artem Be.janian
Resume
About The Author
THE HOUSE I WAS BORN IN
To my knowledge, the house I was born in was built in late eighteenth century in the Citadel of Tabriz. Why do I call it citadel, because (remove)? Well, in those days, most of the cities were surrounded with high walls. Each city had gates opening to the city. Each gate was opening to a road that led to a neighboring city. Each gate had a name. The walls were there to defend the city dwellers from the hoodlums and thieves, each gate had towers on both sides. Gates would open in the morning to passengers and to the villagers who delivered their crops for the city dwellers. Gates would close in early evening hours. If the city were under attack, the gates would close, and towers and wall-walkways would be manned by city defenders.
Within each city, there was a citadel, or in other words, a city within the city, which was also walled and defended by the defenders. Residents of those citadels were the officials of the city and their serving resident people. Usually, those citadels had their own names, or were referred to as the citadel of the city. The city of Tabriz, due to its special function for the central government, had a special citadel. What was the special function? That city was the Sit (do you mean Seat?) of the Crown Prince, who was being trained by Attabay (father-tutor) for his future position as the king of the country. There were two cities in Iran with such designation, Tabriz, and Shiraz.
Attabay is a Turkish compound word of Atta which means father, and Bay which means Sir and/or Master. At times, Those Attabays, had their own sub-servient mini kingdoms. In Persian, that position is called Ataback, and those small kingdoms were referred to as Atabakan.
During the time of the Ghajar dynasty, Tabriz was the seat of the Crown Prince, whoever it may have been. The citadel where they lived was referred to as Ghal-e, which literally means Citadel. All the governmental officials resided in the Ghal-e, which commonly was known as Ghala. All the governmental offices were in Ghala. Of course, there were stores and service organizations that served the residents of Ghala, but they were all located withing the walls of Ghala. Some of the service people also resided with the Ghala, but most of them did not. They would come in when the Gates of Ghala would open in the morning. Even the main Bazaar was located outside of the Ghala, but adjacent to the Bazaar Gate.
The house where I was born was located inside the citadel. My great-grandfather was the commander of the cavalry of Azerbaijan. My grandfather, Solomon Khan, was the head of Post office, and later the telegraph office of East India Trade Company. The personal Physician of the Crown Prince, Dr. McCormick, was married to a Saginian Khnum
(Gorgin Khan’s daughter Tamara Khanum, and they lived in the citadel.
Before I continue the house where I was born, and since I mentioned the name East India Trading Company, I think I better give a short description of that organization. Disregarding its predecessors, East India trading Company received its Charter from Queen Elizabeth I, on December 3 1, 1600, and went on to become one of the most notorious, power usurping and colonizing organizations in the world. To make sure that everything was working perfectly and smoothly, they established a telegraph line from Bombay (today’s Mumbai) to London that was maned 24/7. The Tabriz telegraph office was one of their relay stations. Later it was taken over by the Iranian Government and made a Ministry of Post and Telegraph.
The house I was born in was a hacienda type house. It was all walled in, and it had everything that it needed. It had an underground water storage that would store enough water for household use for at least six months. A water-master called Mirab, would distribute water to all residents twice a year. The waterway was duct(remove) an underground duct through ceramic pipes, and he was very adamant in performing his duties (if theses referring to Mirab, move this sentence to describe Mirab) Yes, it was a hacienda. It had underground quarters and the first level that was composed of four parts: a bedroom and living room of the head of the household with its own small kitchen; the banquet room with its two balconies for the musicians to sit and play, with three large windows, eight niches in the walls for oil lamps, and a huge chandelier of forty oil lamps (instead of candles); next to it was the large kitchen; and next to it the storage room and baking room with an underground large tanur. The storage room had a large wooden storage for wheat and flower. That storage could contain four tons (8 thousand pounds, really?) of each. And next to it were the guest rooms for visitors who would come to stay for few days, or for the members of the family that lived with their parent.
The underground department also was composed of four departments. First the storage of wood for the winter heating of the building. Second the storage of preserved food in two parts, the front part for dried flat bread that was hanging from the sealing and preserved food that were not light sensitive. The rear side was for food that were light sensitive, and they were in exceptionally large ceramic pots, all around the room. Next to it was the bathroom for the entire building. It included the water heater, a small pool in the middle of the room that could accommodate five to six adults, two massage platforms on the sides, and a window that was put together by small colorful glasses and sunshine would shine in through the colorful glass mosaic window. Next to it was the wine cellar that had shelves for wines that were made in the next room. The next room had the huge wine pottery about five feet tall and two feet in diameter. There were twenty of them all around the room as I recall. Next to it was the room where they used to juice the grapes to be fermented in those pots. And the last room was the stable for the horses, with their food storage behind it. That stable had room for eight horses. And Finally the upstairs quarters that were the bed

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