The beginning of production on this film would be a day in 1991. I videotaped My grandfather about The Great Depression, and kept the camera rolling asking more about his story.
This immigration document tells me he had $90 in his pocket after crossing the ocean.
The part that gets me is “no more relations left” where he came from.
A 15 year old boy, with his sister in tow. Survived a genocide , walked a desert, became an indentured servant, fed a passing stranger some bread that would mention his name many towns over giving thanks , somehow within earshot of family who asked “where did you see this boy ? We are looking for him.”
The Armenian Spread is a tale of my ancestors and cousins, how we spread over this world and found each other again , with food , love and laughter keeping the family together.