Uncovring the Mystique of Dr. Cyrus Serry in the Iranian Community of Chicago

Remarks by Hamid Akbari in Loving Memory of Dr. Cyrus Serry* 
For Dr. Mahin Serry
Dr. Cyrus Serry, Photo Courtesy, @AzadehKhastoo

My original image of Dr. Serry involves a baring scene, with some similarity, but not exactly the kind that people expect in the Hollywood movies! In 1990s, when Azar and I were raising a young family in Glenview, we often would go to the Golf Mill Mall. Like other Malls, there was a central open sitting and meeting place where we would often sit so children can play around. During one of those visits, I met an Iranian man in his late-middle age with a good bit of gray hair. Soon after we opened a conversation, in a highly emotional way, he relayed to me that his life was recently saved by what he referred to as the great Dr. Serry; and as if wanting to prove it to me, and to my astonishment, he unbuttoned his shirt and bared his entire chest to show me the marks of the open-heart surgery performed by Dr. Serry.

Thinking about this memory and reflecting on knowing Dr. Serry for more than three decades, I know in my own mind and heart that Dr. Serry was indeed the King of Hearts in the Persian community, not just by treating their beating hearts, but also by caring for and healing the soul of the heart of his community members.

Borrowing the words of a giant observer of Omar Khayyam, Clarence Darrow, I believe Dr. Serry like Khayyam, “by constantly observing the frailties of the human heart, adopted its rare lesson, that of all the virtues, charity is the Chiefest!”

Now, it would be remiss of me not to state the fact that without his wife, our dearest Dr. Mahin Serry, we wouldn’t have the same Dr. Cyrus Serry. Their marriage, from my observation, was one of the life, liberty and pursuit of happiness, not just for self but for their communities. So, without Dr. Mahin Serry as the benevolent and kind queen, we wouldn’t have the honor and privilege of being so deeply touched by her husband, the king of hearts, our own king Dr Cyrus Serry.

From the famed 1 Corinthians 13:13, we know that “And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”

Dr. Serry was a man of faith, not only to his family and profession but also to his Iranian-American identity. For as much as I could see and tell, he kept faith with his beliefs, which in my observation and assessment were primarily of a cosmopolitan Iranian. As an Iranian-American, his faith was in our common and unbounded humanity, and he mostly expressed it through his love of Persian music, poetry and through his life enhancing wit and humor.

He was a man of hope, not just by being hopeful, but more by giving hope to anyone who sought his help for meeting a need or for advancing an idea; I am sure so many people among Iranians in Chicago and beyond can share more than one story about how Dr. Serry kept their hopes alive for healing a wound or meeting a need. For Azar and - me, he was the champion of many ideas which we presented to him. In 2001, we and the late Dr. Houshang Keshavarz Sadr, held the biggest conference to date for commemorating the legacy of Iran’s democratic premier, Dr. Mohammad Mossadegh. Yet to hold such a landmark conference, we needed men and women of courage who would give us hope. The budget for the conference was hefty. It was Dr. Serry who in a crucial preliminary meeting stood up and said if no one else supports this conference, he will still provide for the entirety of the budget. His courage gave heart to others to contribute as well and make it a collective effort. That conference became the base for founding Mossadegh Servant Leaders Hall at Northeastern Illinois University twelve years later in 2013.

Yet more than faith and hope, Dr. Serry should be remembered as the man with a loving heart who loved everyone he cared for or came across him - family, colleagues, friends, and community - by his charitable character and selfless giving.

I believe he would give me the permission to recite a poem of Khayyam to portray his loving essence:

So I be written in the Book of Love,
I do not care about that Book above.
Erase my name or write it as you will,
So I be written in the Book of Love. (Translated by Fitzgerald and quoted by Darrow)

Indeed, the mystique and embodiment of Dr. Serry was his big inclusive loving heart in which he had “malice toward none; with charity for all.”

In years to come, when we look back at the history of Iranian-American community in Chicago from late 20th century through the first two decades of 21st, many of us would remember Drs. Cyrus and Mahin Serry in Chicago as the era under the reign of King Cyrus and Queen Mahin’s loving, inclusive and charitable hearts.

Thank you.

 *Hamid Akbari’s remarks in loving memory of Dr. Cyrus Serry on the first anniversary of his passing, December 26, 2021 Drake Hotel, Oak Brook, Illinois


Dr. Cyrus Serry received Dr. Mohammad Mossadegh Servant Leadership Award 
from Northeastern Illinois University in June 2012
Photo Courtesy, @AzadehKhastoo


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