Velvet Eyes: In Athens, There Was A Library Where We Had An Appointment With A Reader Of Shakespeare! 4th New Episode (1932). Publication: Sept 4, 2009. A Story By Mike Fuller, PhD.

August 29, 2009

For our Marriage’s 10 years anniversary, I wanted to go to Greece and we organized that project with a network of friends working like us for diplomacy, a Fraternity that gave us a mission of relationship with Greek citizens. It was on our Vacation Time and I am sure that we would have not accepted if we knew about the real content of the mission before…”

Velvet Eyes In The 1930’s is not aware that he is known by a lot of diplomats in the Old Continent, from The South to the North. Some African Countries, especially, appreciated his style with a personal involvement for contacts that create a good feeling and continuity. He could not have a break in Greece without doing the detective with wife Valentine to find and keep some papers missing in Prague.

Athens Was An Old Project Of Ours. We had This Mood Connected With The Ancient Greeks And The Tradition Of Antiquity. And When We Visited The Old City, We Had Also A Professional Reason To Be There. On The Picture, Athens In 1861.

Athens Was An Old Project Of Ours. We had This Mood Connected With The Ancient Greeks And The Tradition Of Antiquity. And When We Visited The Old City, We Had Also A Professional Reason To Be There. On The Picture, Athens In 1861.

“He was a young man working in the consulate of the United States in a big city of Germany before to get a position in our Embassy in Prague where he found a way to become the secretary of the Ambassador and he was asked to write the speeches of our great boss because he had the knowledge and the experience of the diplomacy, the democracy and the communication skills for this activity. Novelist before to begin his years as a public servant, I cannot tell you his name as he is now pretty famous with the success of his commercial books diffused and sold worldwide.
 
Unfortunately, one day when it was raining, actually it was a storm on Prague, on his way to our offices, he went into a café, he forgot his umbrella, and wait there for a while, carrying with him a collection of important texts conceived for the next speeches of the Ambassador. When he left, he forgot the documents that were on the table in a file of a green color with the words Private Letters written on it. Somebody was shouting: Rain Stopped! Rain stopped! And he ran to the Embassy as he was late, thinking only about a meeting that he had to attend. He arrived in Prague one month before.

It was a kind of crisis for us, there were confidential information, even if not crucial, in this file that was not there anymore when I checked one hour later with him. The following month, the surprise came from Greece. The Ambassador received a strange letter written in a bad English and he called me all at once. There was something weird in this message but we already decided to go to Athens, Valentine and I for vacation so we would see what was going on. Strange coincidence. The letter said: If you want your documents back, come to the Public Library, the first Monday on location, find a hotel close to the Train Station, and wait for a man with a blue jacket, he will give you the information about the money we ask for you to have them back. It was not a joke, just something stressing for us and the Ambassador was angry and decided to accept because he had the obligation to control what was happening and these texts could not stay in the hands of unknown foreign people!

 

Piet-Mondrian - Composition.

Piet-Mondrian - Composition. In Athens, Nobody Understood Them When They Came Back From The Library With The Information About Their Future If They Failed To Realize A Mission's Deal.

 

We were there by the plane, our first flight, Val was reading some novel by a British author about airplanes and romance. We were not in a funny mood as before, she was criticizing my lack of ambition and my private imagination that inspired me every week to meet at The Embassy people who were looking for help after a problem in their life. It was not official but I did it to understand better the human beings and their complexity. So, twice a week, I was home not before the middle of the night as more and more family members came to receive my advice, always, I was able to offer them a solution to their problem.

We were thinking that this rendezvous in Athens for the Ambassador’s Speeches was not coincidental and it was right. I was not alone at the public library on Monday, Valentine wait for me at the entrance, and I found a man reading a Shakespeare book who was not sure to be the man I was looking for. I did not insist but he told me to go alone to a British bar, kind of tavern, to meet Sergio, Tourists adviser that was really upset because of a bad day when I introduced myself to him two days later on Wednesday in the evening. He told me that he wanted to be my friend but that it was not possible because I did not speak Greek, so he invited me to come for a visit of the Parthenon, temple of the Greek goddess Athena whom the people of Athens considered their protector and to come, one more time, alone. Valentine was thinking about Malcolm and us at the Hotel during these talks and she found a new reason for our love that she told me later: to become grandparents and to never die except together and not before 80.

When I arrived for this private visit of the Parthenon in the morning, I had with me 20,000 Dollars on me because it was an amount necessary for this meeting with the unknown person, to my point of view. I had a little more at the hotel. Sergio showed me a man with a bag, a hat and a beautiful grey suit. “Go to speak with him” He said.

“You are Velvet Eyes. You are Americans and I have a message for you: your Country is wrong and we want you to stay where you are, beyond the Ocean. Here is Europe, my organization prepares a revolution and we wanted you to know. It is the reason why we stole your documents, to give you a warning. We are an international organization, our name is Patriots!” I replied: “Don’t you think the dangers are the Soviet Union and Germany?”. “No, I have not the time to explain. Be careful. I am threatening you. Leave Europe!”

The Sun was shining and I was so surprised and shocked, I did not understand why this guy was so proud to tell me all of that. But I proposed him the money. I wanted to leave because I felt that it was dangerous to stay there too much. “I don’t want your money but I will take it to buy weapons for our revolution!” He laughed and left after he gave me the bag and I checked that all the documents were inside. Sergio did not wait for me and I found a Taxi to the Hotel. Valentine was crying in the bedroom, she looked so sad when I told her: “it’s all right, they are not from Greece, maybe from Poland because of the accent. Mission accomplished. Let’s leave this weekend but first I want you to come with me for a visit of the museums beginning tomorrow.” She smiled and replied: ” I love you so much! I love you so much!” I loved her too and felt better after this day’s event.

Velvet Eyes: In Athens, There Was A Library Where We Had An Appointment With A Reader Of Shakespeare! 4th New Episode (1932). Publication: Sept 4, 2009. A Story By Mike Fuller, PhD. All rights reserved.

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Athens: The Stadiou Area In The 1930's. It Was A So Busy City. Cars Driving Fast In The Streets, Tramways Everywhere. And This Passion Of The Pedestrians For Walking With This Face That Means To Follow Only One Purpose: Shopping, From A Store To Another. It Made Our Days There.

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