Some people might have always been commenting on my resemblance to Archibald Clark Kerr who was Lord (later Baron) Inverchapel (who claimed to be tougher than Hemingway) with his shockingly young and ravishingly beautiful Chilean heiress wife so I just used his photo instead of mine.
From Pipe Lovers magazine November 1946 PIPE SEARCH ENDS LOOKING all over the world for an English made pipe and then finding it in Thayne Robertson's Boise (Idaho) Pipe Shop was the experience recently of Lord Inverchapel, Great Britain's Ambassador to the United States. The diplomat...
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Little did he know he could have just strolled over to Bertram’s or placed an order with Bob and Helen Marx and received a $25 pipe instead of some cheap $15 British import.
From Wikipedia:
Personal life
Kerr's personal life has been described as colourful. A bisexual,
[18] as a young diplomat he lived in Washington with Major
Archibald Butt (a military adviser to
President Taft), and Butt's partner, the artist
Frank Millet. When he returned to the city 35 years later as British ambassador, he raised eyebrows "by going to stay in
Eagle Grove, Iowa, with a strapping farm boy whom he had found waiting for a bus in Washington".
[19]
While stationed in
Moscow, Kerr took a liking in Evgeni [later Eugene
[20]] Yost, a 24-year-old
Volga German embassy butler who had got into legal trouble. At Kerr's personal request,
Stalin granted him permission to leave the
Soviet Union to become Kerr's masseur and
valet. Kerr jokingly referred to Yost as "a Russian slave given to me by Stalin".
[21]
A close confidant of the
Kaiser's sister in the years before the
Great War, he was also a disappointed suitor of the
Queen Mother before his marriage, divorce and remarriage to a Chilean woman 29 years his junior. Politically on the left, a noted
wit and unconventional in manner, he was sometimes suspected of excessive understanding for the Soviet position. His biographer, Donald Gillies, considered the rumoured pro-Soviet sympathies to be highly unlikely.[
citation needed]
He is best remembered in the public imagination for a much reproduced note he is said to have written in 1943 to
Lord Pembroke while he was Ambassador to Moscow.
[22] A copy of the letter was published in
The Spectator in 1978 with the comment that "an acquaintance has been delving among the Foreign Office records for the war years".
[23]
"My Dear Reggie,
In these dark days man tends to look for little shafts of light that spill from Heaven. My days are probably darker than yours, and I need, my God I do, all the light I can get. But I am a decent fellow, and I do not want to be mean and selfish about what little brightness is shed upon me from time to time. So I propose to share with you a tiny flash that has illuminated my sombre life and tell you that God has given me a new Turkish colleague whose card tells me that he is called Mustapha Kunt.
We all feel like that, Reggie, now and then, especially when Spring is upon us, but few of us would care to put it on our cards. It takes a Turk to do that.
Sir Archibald Clerk Kerr,
H.M. Ambassador"
In 1929, he married a woman belonging to the Chilean aristocracy, María Teresa Díaz Salas, of
Santiago, Chile, the daughter of Javier Díaz Lira and Ventura Salas Edwards. He died in July 1951, aged 69. The barony died with him, as he had no children.
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