Tuesday, August 2, 2022
In 1961, a day before my final oral exams in medical school, I became very sick. In the morning, I was unable to gt out of bed and had accepted the fact that I would miss my exam. Shahen convinced me to get ready and took me to my exam. I could hardly walk. I passed with flying colors and graduated from medical school with honors. I owe my kid brother so much. He was only 20 at the time. I love you so much bro and will miss our weekly phone chats for as long as I live. Rest In Peace in the warmth of God's Eternal Light with our mom, our dad and Rostom, our brother we never met.