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High life

The future was looking bleak for a poor little Greek Boy who had turned 30, but then I met Arnaud de Borchgrave

I was the secret protégé of the greatest foreign correspondent who ever lived

21 February 2015

9:00 AM

21 February 2015

9:00 AM

I hate to start with a cliché, but Count Arnaud de Borchgrave d’Altena, who died in Washington DC last week, aged 88, was the last of the great foreign correspondents — trench coat, suntan, title and 17 wars under his belt included. One accomplishment none of his obituaries mentioned (perfectly understandably, mind you) was his role in introducing to journalism, and subsequently mentoring, the greatest Greek writer since Homer, yours truly — something Arnaud kept quiet about throughout our close 48-year friendship.

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