An interactive exploration of the oral history of Hovsep Yeni-Komshian.

An introduction

- Hovsep Yeni-Komshian, 1983

About this project: This project is an interactive data visualization narrative of the oral history of my great-grandfather, Hovsep Aghek Yeni-Komshian (Hovsep), born April 2, 1895 to an Armenian family in Kilis, Cilicia, Ottoman Empire. Before World War I and the fall of the Ottoman Empire, millions of Armenians lived throughout what is today Eastern Turkey, their nearly 3000-year history in the region making them one of the oldest indigenous groups of the area. However, today the Armenian presence in Anatolia has largely been erased due to the Armenian Genocide (1915-1923), during which nearly the entire local Armenian population was murdered or forcibly deported by Turkish officials, with a death toll of more than one million. Those who did manage to survive became the Armenian Diaspora, escaping to Syria, Lebanon, and beyond. After fleeing Kilis, Hovsep spent the majority of his adult life in Beirut, Lebanon, where he met his wife Helen, raised five children, and practiced medicine for more than four decades until the outbreak of the Lebanese Civil War (1975-1990), which forced him to relocate, once again, to the United States at the age of 84. Between 1973 and 1983, Hovsep, with the support of his daughters, recorded an account of his life resulting in more than 50 pages of transcribed oral history. This project explores Hovsep's life through his learnings, loves and losses. In the first part, data visualization and analysis with the support of Python's NLTK library are used to illustrate the main themes and sentiments of Hovsep's life. In the second part, an abridged version of Hovsep's oral history is presented through a visual narrative, in his own words, accompanied by photos from family albums and recent travels to Lebanon and Eastern Turkey.

Sentiment over time

To analyze Hovsep's thoughts and emotions by time and place, the oral history transcript was converted into a tabular data set with each thought associated with a time and place. This was then analyzed in Python using the NRCLexicon library for emotion classification, which predicts the sentiments and emotion of a given text based on a library of 27,000 words. The resultant sentiment score represents the 'intensity' or 'frequency' of an emotion in the text, with a polarity scale of 0-1. For example, if a text contains many words associated with 'joy', its joy score will be higher. For overall sentiment, the average between positive and negative sentiment was calculated for each year, with a higher score indicating more positive sentiment.

Life in technicolor: emotions, by decade and country

The stacked area chart on the left shows both the predominant emotions detected from Hovsep's oral history overall, and how those changed throughout his life. For example, trust, anticipation, and joy had the strongest intensity in their scores, whereas emotions like anger and disgust remained relatively low throughout Hovsep's life. The categorical heat map on the right visualizes how Hovsep's felt about each of the countries where he spent significant time. The intensity of the scores overall is low, so the visualization creates a relative comparison of the intensity of emotion for each country, with brighter colors signifying a stronger score for that emotion compared to the other countries on the list. For example, there is the highest anger and fear associated with Turkey relative to other countries. Trust was relatively higher for Syria, where Hovsep's family initially fled to for safety in Aleppo.

Life by parts of speech

Decline of Ottoman Empire, turn of 20th century

(Overlooking the plains towards Syria from Kilis, Turkey. Filmed by author in April 2022.)
(Footage from 'The Armenian Genocide', PBS, 2007.)
(Hovsep's childhood home in Kilis, Turkey. Filmed April 2022.)

Forced deportation

Until 1914 things remained peaceful, but WWI began and that era came to an end. When Turkey became the ally of the Central Powers, periodic massacres and persecutions culminated in an organized plan for mass deportation and extermination of the Armenians living in Asia Minor.

One day an order came that all Christian landowners were to be deprived of their lands and made refugees. At the time orders were received to deport the Armenian community from Kilis, my father’s house and storerooms were brim full of wheat, olives, olive oil, preserves of all kind and fruits of the harvest. Fortunately, my father had the foresight to retain part of his assets in gold.


The lands were taken and the sons were also taken. My brother was kidnapped. My uncle was inconsolably grief-stricken when three of his sons were murdered by the Turks in one day. My father had no alternative but to hand over the keys to his home, store rooms and properties to the local authorities. My parents were forced to leave their home in Kilis and were deported to Aleppo.

One million two hundred thousand Armenians were lost in the genocide.

The story of the horse who saved Hovsep's family from deportation:

(Video from selected historical footage (see 'Sources') and Mapbox,
as well as Hovsep's own watercolor painting of horse and foal at end)

('Lebanon-Beirut', Foreign Affairs collection, INA (FR), 1921.)

Settling in Beirut, Lebanon

The Beirut house as it originally stood in the 1960s, and after it was torn down/replaced. The actual location is filled in green on the map.
My mom and her siblings in the backyard of the Beirut house, 1960s.
By 1923 it was quite clear that there was no more hope for the Armenians to go back to their homes in Turkey. My father, mother and younger brothers came to see me in Beirut.

We rented a small house on Rue Jeanne D'Arc, in the middle of mulberry groves. My father decided to move the family to Beirut. He returned to Aleppo and sent for the other members of the family to come to Beirut by rail. He accompanied the horse (who saved the family from deportation) to Alexandretta, which was part of Syria at that time. They both arrived in Beirut by sea.

By this time, we had moved to a larger house on Rue Bliss which also had a garden and a small stable. And one of the gratifications that I have in life is that my father and mother finished their days under their own roof.

Finding love & family

Above: Helen, her mother Zarman, and brother George, in Aleppo, 1929
Below: Hovsep and Helen wedding photo, Beirut, 1930

I had my own difficulties, but I was looking around 1925-1926 for a companion in life, but years would go by and nothing would come that would in any way click. Certainly, I had made a few attempts, some of them almost to the conclusion, but it was not quite the right thing until one day in February of 1929.

I was called to see an Armenian patient from Aintab who was a friend of my father, and had come from London with his family en route to Aleppo. He needed care, he was gravely ill. When I entered the room, beside the sick man there was a beautiful woman with curly hair coming down to her dress, she was the daughter.

When I saw Helen for the first time, Ah! Ah! My heart jumped; she was the person I was looking for years and years.

Although I had been searching for a wife for 5-6 years, it did not take more than six days to be engaged to Helen. At the time of our engagement, Helen and I pledged to each other that we would face the music together and we promised to face whatever life had in store for us through thick and thin.

We were married on February 23, 1930 in Saint Nishan Church, Beirut. Thank God we have had a full life together and were blessed with five healthy children. Our married life has been based on mutual understanding, mutual trust, mutual confidence and mutual sharing.

A life in medicine, teaching & community work

From my earliest childhood, I wanted to become a physician. I was granted a life of study and teaching. I started as a Professor of Medicine at the AUB Department for Internal Medicine – where I spent 42 years, alongside visiting professorships in New Orleans and London.

My relation with my students have been a great satisfaction in my life. At first they are raw material, some of them seem to know almost everything that is known in medicine, but gradually, they realize that there are lots of problems in medicine even their teacher does not know. So I have never looked on any of my students as someone in anyway inferior to me. A number of students, who have come in contact with me now, they are specialists and they call me “maalmi,” my teacher. It is really a joy to meet them, to talk to them and feel that you have had a part in their growth.

Now I believe there are things in being a physician that brings a man close to his fellow man more than any other profession. Science and technology are very important but that is not all; with it there is an art of how to reach people in their distress and how to have compassion for people. I feel that mind and body are complementary; they are not two distinct things. As a physician you have got to take into your consideration the personality of the patient and give your treatment accordingly.

The Armenian population in Lebanon expanded when survivors of the Armenian Genocide arrived in the 1915 aftermath. They lived in makeshift camps by the Beirut River, enduring squalid conditions without proper sanitation, water, or electricity. Disease was rampant, especially tuberculosis. [But] the existing sanitoriums in Lebanon were full and couldn’t take any more patients. This experience ignited my determination to establish the Armenian National Sanatorium in Azounieh for tuberculosis patients. While tuberculosis is now less prevalent, the sanatorium serves various purposes, including care for the elderly and destitute, benefiting not just Armenians but all of Lebanon and surrounding Arab countries.

Hovsep, 1925
Hovsep (top middle) and other
members of the first board of trustees
of the Azounieh Sanatorium, 1923

Instability in Lebanon




Hovsep's old family house in Dhour el Choueir, outside Beirut, as of September 2023. Situated on the frontline during the Lebanese Civil War (1975-1990), it was abandoned and later ransacked by the Syrian army, retaining bullet holes on its exterior. It currently serves as informal housing for a refugee family.



-Hovsep Yeni-Komshian, 1983

Sources

Photos:

"Azounieh - History.” Azounieh Armenian Sanatorium website.
"Chemin de Fer: The Beirut to Damascus Railroad." Photorientalist.
Narek. “Armenians being deported.” Flickr, 25 July 2007.
"Ottoman Flag, 1915.” Flag Collection.
Rossi, Tyler. “Ottoman Coins and Currency at the End of Empire.” CoinWeek, 24 February 2023.
Khatchadourian, Raffi. ‘A Century of Silence.’ The New Yorker, 29 December 2014.

Historic video footage:

Carlson, Kathryn et al. “The Armenian Massacre Still Haunts its Last Survivors 100 Years Later.” National Geographic, 27 March 2016.
Keane, Alexander et al. “The Armenian Genocide, Forgotten History.” YouTube. 13 December 2023.
Goldberg, Andrew. The Armenian Genocide. PBS, 2006.
Jourdan, Laurence. The Armenian Genocide. Arte, 2006.
'Lebanon-Beirut', Foreign Affairs Collection, INA (FR), 1921.