My birth mother and father went on to marry different people. He was already married when I was conceived. I received this photograph of my father Giday Stefanos from his daughter when first I met her in 1995. I was twenty nine. He passed away in 1973. The ring is the exact same as the one Bob Marley wore. The watch is a Rolex 1968 . Marley is quoted at the beginning of Rebel Without Applause published by Bloodaxe Books in 1992. The moment when first I saw this photo was captured in the documentary below on BBC 2 in 1995.
Here is my father with The Emperor’s lion at Addis Airport. I received this photograph from one of my uncles, his brothers, whom I met in 1999. I travelled across America to meet them all. I met them in Washington DC, Seattle, Raleigh, New York, New Jersey and Boston in 1998 (check) . You can see the tail of an Ethiopian Airlines airplane in the bottom left corner with the red yellow and green emblem. They left Ethiopia, like my mother, at the time of the revolution in 1994 but for different reasons than her.
Various members of my fathers siblings worked for Ethiopian Airlines at a time when air travel was at its most chic. The time of the Leonardo DiCaprio film Catch Me If You Can. My father is on he left in the dark suit andI think other is Woldu, my uncle who has also passed.
This below is my father in Addis pre 1973. He liked to party. I guess it is The Pilots Club. .
And this is my Grandfather. He was a great and principled man. He was an exporter and importer & friend of The Emperor: His name is Stefanos Enquo Selassie Tebletez Araya. They all lived in Addis where my father was born. I found out this fact about my grandfather when I was thirty six years old.
Photographs have become important in my journey. They confirm what was stolen. These are the men of my family. They have passed now. And I accept them and as much as is possible I love them. Their faces are written in mine. Their are more men in my family. The uncles, my fathers brothers, They are strong. This is another photograph of my grandfather.I will leave the story here for now. I think of these photographs as waiting for me to find them. That’s a bit egotistical of me. They were not waiting for me. Thanks for reading.