Kirkor was born in Athens, descended from Asia Minor of proud Armenian stock. His sister was Maria.
After WWII, Kirkor abandoned Greece and got on a ship he believed was heading for the US.
The ship laid anchor in Venezuela, but to Kirkor that was ok.
First, there were beautiful women.
Then, there was opportunity, and lotsa lotsa space. Nothing like being able to spread your arms and not hit anyone on the head;nothing like the crowded and devastated Europe.
Kirkor did this and Kirkor did that and after a couple of years, became personal body guard of El Presidente Jimenez.
Kirkor did well during and after the Jimenez years.
As a matter of fact he became so influential, that when a certain Greek ship had certain paper problems in Caracas (and was thus forbidden from hoisting away) Kirkor (upon the beseeching of the Greek captain) resolved the issue in 5 minutes.
Kirkor married a lovely venezuelan lady and had 8 kids (6 boys and 2 girls).
One of his boys, Gregoire had the hots for this lovely (but married) lady named Imperio. They eloped and took off and Gregoire got her pregnant.
After touring North America with Gregoire and the unborn child, Imperio returned to her husband. Gregoire took a fit and had a standoff with Imperio’s husband. Gregoire killed the poor slob and ended in Jail. Kirkor tried to get him out, but couldn’t since Jimenez was long gone and Kirkor’s influences weren’t what they used to be.
Kirkor’s other son Hagop loved motorcycles to the extend that he sped right into a brick wall. He laid paralyzed and in coma for about 3 months and then passed away.
Kirkor still lives, 2 sons less, but is generally doing ok. He’s 85 years old.
