This story is a slow build, starts with the author's childhood in New Jersey and how his Armenian roots are sprinkled into the background of his personal story for years, until he begins to come to grips with the true story of what happened to his family in 1915 after some members of his family are more forthcoming about what they know, and the documents they possess that are revealed to him. It is compelling, disturbing, and absolutely necessary. I write this twenty five years on from its publication date, but that doesn't really matter to the story itself. ( )

Published in 1997, this book is Peter Balakian’s memoir of his time growing up in New Jersey in the 1950s-1970. It relates how he eventually traced his family’s tragic stories that occurred during the Armenian genocide in Turkey in 1915. He grew up mostly unaware of his family’s experiences. His older relatives had been reluctant to discuss the past, believing young people should be shielded from these harsh realities, and Balakian had only some hints that unsettled him. He eventually read a book about the massacre of Armenians in Turkey, written by the American Ambassador to the Ottomon Empire, Henry Morgenthau. He also obtained family legal documents that shed light on what had happened to his ancestors.

The first half of the book is focused on the author’s early interactions with his grandmother. They live in suburban neighborhood, and bond over a shared love of baseball. She tells him stories, one of which is a parable about the titular black dog, and says, “Appearances are deceiving. The world is not what you think.” Balakian selects episodes that illustrate his family’s preservation of the Armenian culture.

There are a number of literary references in this work – Armenian authors and artists – as well as Armenian cuisine and religion. He confronts genocide deniers. He links the Armenian genocide to what happened later in Nazi Germany and addresses the dangers of nationalistic thinking – an issue we still deal with today.

It is beautifully written. Balakian is a distinguished poet, and it shows in his writing. A few poems relating to his heritage are included. I was expecting that the author would have travelled to the region, but if he did, it is not part of this memoir.
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It's been a long time, but I remember being absolutely floored by this book. ( )

From 1914-23, the Ottoman Empire, the predecessor of modern Turkey, carried out the systematic state-organized policy of physical annihilation of its indigenous Greek and Armenian civilian populations. I was aware of some of the history of the Armenian genocide from my familiarity of the Greek genocide as a descendant of Asia Minor (on my maternal grandmother’s side)—but this does not make a book like Black Dog of Fate easy to get through and I struggled to finish it. It is not only about the atrocities committed at the hands of the Turkish government-- but it is also a beautiful book about discovering one’s heritage. Not an easy read but an important one. ( )

Peter Balakian gives an account of the Armenian Genocide from the memories of his grandmother as well as other survivors he has encountered. Within this story, he also searches for his own sense of identity within his family and his heritage.

I read this in a course called "Literature of the Holocausts," a course that changed my life forever. It is one of the best books I read as an undergrad and I encourage everyone to read it. ( )