Edwinski first decided he wanted to become a spy during a childhood visit to the
airport. Air travel was very new to his part of the world then and people would come
from miles around to watch the planes taxi around, take-off and land. The boys
would be thrilled to see the huge metal aircraft suddenly speed up prior to leaving
the ground while the girls would marvel at the well-appointed clothes of the people
who could afford to fly away from their little town.
On one of these trips, when Edwinski was eleven years old, he was one of many
witnesses to the rumbling of a foreign spy who was in place to take photos of a
general in plain clothes arriving in the area for talks of a secretive nature.
The spy with the camera was approached by a member of the organisation Edwinski
would join some ten years later and a fight quickly broke out on the observation jetty.
It lasted mere seconds, the foreign spy throwing the first punch, Edwinski’s future
teacher the second and last.
Until that moment Edwinski had admiration only for cowboys. He had read an
occasional, illicit, western book and dreamed of living in Monument Valley and
becoming a wandering stranger with a helping fist. Suddenly, Edwinski realised it
would be possible to do such things closer to home and with more style.
That, along with the loss of his only love, is how Edwinski came to want to become a
spy.
airport. Air travel was very new to his part of the world then and people would come
from miles around to watch the planes taxi around, take-off and land. The boys
would be thrilled to see the huge metal aircraft suddenly speed up prior to leaving
the ground while the girls would marvel at the well-appointed clothes of the people
who could afford to fly away from their little town.
On one of these trips, when Edwinski was eleven years old, he was one of many
witnesses to the rumbling of a foreign spy who was in place to take photos of a
general in plain clothes arriving in the area for talks of a secretive nature.
The spy with the camera was approached by a member of the organisation Edwinski
would join some ten years later and a fight quickly broke out on the observation jetty.
It lasted mere seconds, the foreign spy throwing the first punch, Edwinski’s future
teacher the second and last.
Until that moment Edwinski had admiration only for cowboys. He had read an
occasional, illicit, western book and dreamed of living in Monument Valley and
becoming a wandering stranger with a helping fist. Suddenly, Edwinski realised it
would be possible to do such things closer to home and with more style.
That, along with the loss of his only love, is how Edwinski came to want to become a
spy.
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