In Greece, Jackie Onassis played a deferring wife to Ari Onassis.
The 40th birthday of Jackie Kennedy Onassis on July 28, 1969 was celebrated at a raucous all-night bash in an Athens nightclub, hosted by her husband. It lasted until seven the next morning.
After her Athens 40th birthday bash, Jackie Onassis and sister-in-law Artemis stroll Pandrossou.
Jackie Onassis in a china shop near the old market center.
Emerging into the daylight not only with the famous Apollo 11 jeweled earrings he gave her as a gift but also wearing a wild mod-patterned micro mini-skirt, Jackie Onassis wasn’t ready to head home with him.
Instead, she decided to start walking through the city with Artemis, who led her into the streets of the ancient Monastiraki district.
Here was not only the local food markets but also storefronts, carts and open-air stalls where native Greek wares from glass, pottery, clothes, and other items were sold by the hand-craftsmen who made them.
As it would turn out, it would be a place to which Jackie Onassis would return many times overs the years. It was one of her favorite haunts in Athens.
Jackie Onassis shopping on Pandrossou Street where she met Melissinos the famous poet sandalmaker of Athens.
The two women popped in and out of stores, looking over everything from jewelry made of old coins and polished-stone jewelry to natural sponges fished from the sea.
Once known by the flea market and shoe-making factories located there, Jackie Onassis meandered onto the historic section’s old, narrow Pandrossou Street, at the foot of the Acropolis, immediately drawn to a window filled with leather sandals in a wide variety of styles.
Jackie Onassis looks over some sandals.
She entered to watch the craftsman inside as he tooled on a pair of footware, only to discover an instant affinity for him.
Sharing many of her own literary interests, Stavros Melissinos was a poet, playwright and translator known as the “Poet Sandal-Maker of Athens. ”
Before she left with several pairs of a particular design she liked and unwittingly popularized (and which he would later name after her), Jackie Onassis also learned that an entire portion of the historic shopping district was scheduled to be demolished.
The Jackie Onassis sandals.
The city had already begun scheduling plans to pull down building and make way for an archeological dig intended to uncover some of the ancient walls preserved within ones added later.
Pandrossou Street market today.
Melissinos recalled: “I explained to Mrs. Onassis that it would be good to see more of the old city’s walls and other buildings, but that we, also, are making history, and that it would be a pity if this street, which has its own character, were destroyed.
“Two days later I received a telephone call from the Ministry of Public Works saying that the street will stay.
Mrs. Onassis intervened. She said a word in the right place. They had already put the crosses on the pavements showing that this part was to come down, and then nothing more happened.”
Jackie Onassis checking out the marketplace.
Working discreetly but persistently through several powerful figures she met through Ari and Artemis, including her new friend Alexis Miotis, director of the Greek National Theater, Jackie Onassis had enough clout to halt the loss of what, although a relatively later historic district than that which was contemporary with the Acropolis, was a center of trade and tourism which helped the Athens economy.
Historical elements of the local architecture were restored to provide a sense of its ancient continuity yet also make Pandrossou Street a thriving center of practical and high-quality commerce.
Jackie Onassis also began to adventure into other parts of Greece, in pursuit of learning aspects of its diverse culture.
The Akrotiri archeological dig at Santorini.
It was on the picturesque Santorini that she soon began to volunteer, working on the island’s famous ancient archeological dig site, uncovering the ancient village there of Akrotiri.
Ari was often overheard teaching some Greek words to Jackie Onassis.
Guided largely by her husband, Jackie Onassis immersed herself in Greek history, art and literature.
He taught her how to speak enough of a rudimentary Greek that she was soon speedily making herself familiar with idiomatic and dialect subtleties which differed in parts of the country.
Jackie Onassis explored many small and overlooked island villages all through Greece.
First with him, and then on her own, she repeatedly visited Ari’s favorite place in Greece, the island of Ithaka. What she found especially intriguing about the island was what she considered its “mythological personality,” since legends written by Homer are associated with it, although the exact locations of where his stories are based could never be absolutely proven.
Especially interested in exploring it by foot, and spending hours ruminating at several archeological sites there, Jackie even out-Greeked Ari, who bored quickly when too much time was spent on too much detail.
After their marriage ended, in the summer after Ari Onassis’s death, Jackie purchased a book of poems by Greek poet C.F. Cavafy. In the volume, she was drawn to a poem which became a favorite.
Jackie Onassis in native Corfu costume.
It was titled “Ithaka,” and was even read at her funeral, evoking that time in her life which recalled Ari and Greece.
Closer to Skorpios is the island of Corfu. Its unique culture and diversely international history was of especial interest to Jackie Onassis. She first began to explore Corfu in the new year of 1970, following a church service at St. Gerry’s Church for the Epiphany festival on January 3, attending with her sister-in-law Artemis Onassis and both women dragging Ari along. Also with the family group was Jackie’s mother, Janet Auchincloss, and her two children Caroline and John.
Jackie Onassis in her folk costume walking through Corfu. (original photographer unknown)
The people of Corfu may have roots back to ancient Greece but unlike the rest of the country, it is mixed and overlaid with centuries of other European conquerors and immigrants there, defining the island with a culture that is both part of Greece, yet distinct from it.
Located at the most western region of the country, it faces the Adriatic Ocean. Owing to waves of raids overtaking Corfu, the island culture came to reflect its English, Italian and French citizenry, blended into the base of a Greek and Byzantine.
When she took her mother there, for example, Mrs. Auchincloss was startled to see a British-style cricket game ensue and impressed to learn that Prince Phillip had been born here.
Alexis Minitos, Jackie Onassis, Stamatis Kokatos. (fotofinder)
Always an eager hiker, Jackie Onassis made several trips climbing Mt. Pantocrator on Corfu, from which she especially enjoyed the scenic view of Italy’s coastline.
Corfu was also noted for its rich musical heritage, ranging from opera to chamber concert performances.
As far as popular Greek music, Jackie Onassis came to briefly befriend Stamatis Kokotas, one of the nation’s most popular contemporary singers who created a repertoire drawn from the traditional folk sound which defined Greece. She purchased a number of his records, as much to attempt to identify the Greek words he sang as listen to his music. Here is one of his recordings:
If she learned about Greek music from Kokotas, Jackie Onassis learned about Greek theater and literature from a distinguished source, perhaps the most important new friend she made in her new life, director and actor Alexis Minotis.
During a visit to Tehran, Iran, Ari and Jackie Onassis attended a cocktail party with the city’s Greek community leader Dimitris Keletsekis,. Greek Ambassador Papadopoulos and Alexis Minotis, who stands next to Ari. (Getty)
Minotis starred not only in numerous classical Greek plays but also those by Shakespeare. He also had a career in Hollywood, ranging from a role in Alfred Hitchcock‘s 1946 Notorious to Land of the Pharaohs (1955) with Joan Collins.
Ari and Jackie Onassis at a dinner with Greek leaders, including Minitos. (pacasa account/Dimitris Keletsekis)
Considering the history of Ari and Jackie Onassis, it was also rather ironic that in 1958, Minotis had directed opera singer Maria Callas in a production of Medea, in the city of Dallas, Texas.
By the time Minitos and Jackie Onassis became friends, he was director of the Greek National Theater. In that role he joined her for numerous classical performances at Apitdeivros, the fourth century B.C. theater. They also attended the theater and opera together in New York. Apart from theater, they also shared a passion for rare, antiquarian books. It was Minitos who first brought Jackie Onassis to some of Athens’ rare bookstores.
Alexis Minitos and Jackie Onassis in an Athens rare bookstore. (photographer unknown)
From her school years to that of First Lady, to widow, then a second marriage, then a second widowhood, until the end of her life Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis had a pattern of developing intense fascination with national cultures. She fueled this not only by reading traditional history and biography but studying the natural landscapes and the fine and performing arts of the different cultures. With her wealth and privilege, she was often able to fulfill her impulse to then see the particular lands she had studied, and given entree to places not often open to the public.
Jackie Onassis with her friend Niki Goulandris exiting her home in Kifissia, Athens.
As suggested by her correspondence and book collection, through the years of her life she focused on France, England, Italy, Spain, Austria, Belgium, Scotland,Ireland, Argentina, Colombia, Mexico, Puerto Rico, Russia, Poland, Czechoslovakia, Romania, Yugoslavia, India, Pakistan, Egypt, Tunisia, Kenya, Turkey, Morocco, Hawaii, and China.
Jackie Onassis after visiting ancient Greek temples in athens with Goulandris.
When it came to understanding the complexities and connections which defined Greece, however, Jackie Onassis not only had her books and husband as sources but her most accomplished friend in that country, the intellectual, artist, environmentalist, educator, philanthropist and government leader Niki Goulandris.
At the time Jackie Onassis was living in Greece, Niki Goulandris had co-founded with her husband Angelos the Goulandris Natural History Museum in Athens, was serving as President of the Association of Greek Women University Graduates, and would go on to serve as Greece’s Deputy Minister for Social Services and Deputy President of the Hellenic Radio and Television.
Jackie Onassis inspecting Greek antiquities in an Athens museum. (original photographer unknown)
Jackie Onassis touring a museum of ruin remnants in Athens.
After her second husband’s death, Jackie Onassis maintained her friendship with Niki Goulandris who then went on to serve as Greece’s President of Save the Children Association and Deputy President of National Tourism, and as a commissioner of the U.N.’s World Culture and Development Committee.
Traveling the world as a lecturer making the connections between environmental protection and economics, culture, her sensitivity to Greece’s natural world was also expressed in her work as a botanical illustrator, a talent Jackie Onassis shared.
The Athens home of Ari and Jackie Onassis. (Argenti)
It was Niki who frequently escorted the former American First Lady to museums or recommended obscure but detailed exhibits that furthered her knowledge of aspects of Greece civilization. Although she had already seen many of the ancient ruins of the country, for example, Jackie Onassis returned to see them, now with a deeper grasp of their historical and cultural significance, refreshed by her finer education.
Ari Onassis plays the gallant, relieving Jackie Onassis from carrying a heavy bag as they arrive at their Athens home. (original photographer unknown)
It wasn’t just the expert and the intellectuals of Greece who brought a welcome excitement to Jackie Kennedy’s new life there, but also the everyday people she encountered on the street.
The rest of the world might have disapproved of her new marriage, but wherever she went in Greece, especially in Athens, she encountered nothing but supportive approval.
While in Athens, Jackie Onassis lived at Ari’s home outside the central city in the Gylfada section, near the airport.
Also the home base of his son Alex Onassis, who continued his contentious hostility towards his stepmother, she seemed almost more a guest there. If he was there when her sister-in-law Artemis was at home in the adjoining house, reached through a garden connecting the two properties, Jackie spent her days next door.
Jackie Onassis outside the Paris apartment she shared with Ari. (imagecollect.com)
In the Pink House on Skorpios, Jackie Onassis had free reign to redecorate the rooms in various pastel shades, matched to the changing light in the rooms as cast by the rising and setting sun. In the Athens residence, however, she dared not change anything.
It wasn’t just her long familiarity with Paris, but also the more pleasant home atmosphere which made the Onassis apartment there on the Avenue Foch a more comfortable place for Ari and Jackie to be in residence together. Even when her father was away, if Christina Onassis found herself alone with Jackie in their Paris place was exceedingly more polite than her brother.
Onassis bodyguards were no match for paparazzi intent on snapping Jackie Onassis. (Getty)
The problem in Paris, as was true on Jackie Kennedy’s home turf of New York, was not inside the door, but just outside of it.
Wherever Jackie Onassis happened to be living at any given moment, there was always at least one paparazzi waiting outside, even through the night and the worst of weather conditions.
Photographers were never at ease when Mrs. Onassis was near, ready to snap her picture and sell it to a global marketplace of publications never satiated.
Exiting Maxim’s, the favorite Paris restaurant of Ari and Jackie Onassis, 1974. (Conde Nast)
Although the remarriage of the president’s widow meant she lost her Secret Service protection, Onassis hired private guards on certain occasions to keep crowds and paparazzi away, but even the regular number of drivers hired for her attempted to protect her.
None succeeded too well and as long as her safety was not threatened, Jackie Onassis seemed to often resign herself to being photographed daily.
In Paris and New York, however, this usually meant she was routinely seen getting in and out of cars, going in and out of stores, restaurants, museums, churches and hair salons.
Store owners and clerks, doormen and waiters, managers and maitre d’s not only did their part to escort Jackie Onassis in and out of their establishments to and from her waiting car, but to also keep away gawkers and those imploring her for an autograph or a few words.
Ari and Jackie Onassis at their favorite corner table at Maxim’s restaurant in Paris.
In an era predating cellphone cameras, ensuring the absolute privacy of especially famous patrons was particularly expected in exclusive restaurants.
Not only did it preserve a certain cachet of mystery and appeal to such refined eateries, but it also spared movie stars, business tycoons and former First Ladies the risk of having the world see them reading menus with spectacles, spilling gravy on their clothes, smoking cigarettes or downing bottles of beer.
When Ari and Jackie Onassis came for dinner, Maxim’s of Paris adamantly enforced their unwritten rules about restricting all but familiarly-named patrons from getting inside the door.
On one occasion, when a French paparazzi managed to slip in and begin taking a few discreet snaps of Ari and Jackie Onassis at their favorite reserved corner table, the management did not merely eject him from the restaurant but called the police, threatening to hold him for arrest.
Of course, it was never bad for business to have the world know how frequently Ari and Jackie Onassis dined at Maxim’s, or any other restaurant. If paparazzi managed to find a discreet perch which gave them an unimpeded window view of the famous couple eating away, management could claim look away and claim ignorance of their presence.
Ari and Jackie Onassis enjoying a spirited dinner, unaware that a paparazzi just outside the window was snapping them. (original photographer unknown)
Greece was different. The name Onassis had long been spoken with pride there, a symbol of supreme success but many citizens believed that by now adopting their country and embracing their culture, the legendary American First Lady raised their prestige around the world.
Ari and Jackie Onassis snapped while eating in Athens. (original photographer unknown)
If circumstance had long before thrust an unwanted degree of fame on her, Ari Onassis so avidly pursued it that he encouraged paparazzi, often even stopping to pose for and crack jokes with them.
There were even a few regulars he knew, based in Athens, who functioned like house photographers in his favorite restaurants, where the management made it permissible for them to stroll among the large open room with tightly-squeezed tables of patrons. Some got so close to Ari and Jackie Onassis forking down dinner, the pictures practically showed what they’d ordered.
It may have been one Greek custom to which Jackie Kennedy could never adapt, accustomed as she was more to the exclusive dinner clubs of New York and Paris with private corner booths.
Jackie Onassis besieged by paparazzi, a scene ironically snapped by her most persistent pap Ron Galella.
No matter how much notoriety his fabulous wealth Onassis had grown accustomed to, it was a carnival stand compared to the Technicolor three-ring circus surrealist film which could enclose Jackie Kennedy in the eye of the cyclone when she made an entrance at a public event.
In such instances, it was not only terrifying, even with a cordon of Secret Service agents, but could be dangerous.
She had seen curious but innocent bystanders at the edge of a paparazzi frenzy nearly crushed to death as she shuffled a step forward and the photographers backed up to keep snapping her, without concern for who was behind them.
Companions and escorts had near-misses with concussions when the paparazzi swung their long lenses and heavy flash attachments in place for the money shot.
Onassis balked at his wife’s mistrust of paparazzi tactics, considering it unnecessary paranoia. On both the day of their wedding and the day before, he even coaxed her into talking to reporters and posing for Greek paparazzi, knowing they meant well and would respect his request to get lost once they’d taken a sufficient round of pictures.
Always preferring to walk everywhere, her interactions with people in Greece couldn’t help but be friendly, so enthusiastic were they to see her wherever she popped up. However such easy familiarity proved wearily intrusive, there were never reports of Jackie Onassis responding to Greek citizens with anything but polite smiles.
Jackie Onassis, startled by a paparazzi who followed her into an Athens art gallery. (Getty)
Only after she’d been intently reading object labels in an Athens museum, for example, did it finally dawn on her she was being trailed by a local paparazzi.
Startled, she stared him down with a grimace, but she never called a museum guard over to have the paparazzi removed or asked him to let her be. She continued through the museum, trying to ignore him.
To do otherwise might easily have been perceived as ingratitude in this traditional country of her husband’s.
There was, however, one place in Greece where she felt she could retreat, secure in the belief it offered absolute privacy. It was only a brief Olympic flight from Athens to the island of Lefkada. From its main village of Nidri, it was then just a helicopter ride home.
“I like everything in Greece,” Jackie Onassis told reporters after a week in Athens, during a rare press conference she granted to local reporters in the garden of Ari’s home there. It wasn’t true, she assured them, that she wanted to leave Greece and make a world tour on the yacht. “We plan to fly back to Skorpios and stay there,” she affirmed with a smile.
“If the weather is good and we enjoy it, why leave?
For all his ruthless skepticism,, however, Ari was naive in dismissing Jackie’s feeling menaced by the enclosing black cloud soon to shadow paradise.
Jackie Onassis and John Kennedy strolling from the Athens airport to their nearby home. (original photographer unknown)
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When I researched my book, JACKIE STYLE, I was surprised (although I shouldn’t have been), that JKO studied up on Greek culture with the Vassar professor, Robert Pounder, before her marriage. She made a great effort to learn the history, the culture and the language.
Another great piece, Carl.
Thank you Pamela. I wish I’d taken such a course. Every time I have purchased unpublished images from the Athens photographer who followed Jackie and Ari and look at the scribblings on the verso describing the scenes, well…it’s all Greek to me,
I have often wondered if Jackie kept up on things Greek, or ever visited Greece again, after Onassis died. Or if the difficulties of the marriage perhaps gave her an aversion to the country and its culture. On a humorous note, in a particularly pleasant fit of madness, I spent a couple of years dreaming off and on of moving to Corfu or some other Ionian island myself, but a probably fortunate combination of limited resources and remnants of sanity kept me safely here at home. Still, in her very different circumstances, I can well see why JKO was entranced by the whole romantic scenario from the beginning.
Yes – she did. She actually made at least two known trips back to Greece, both within the first year of her widowhood. That will be detailed in one of the final two installments in that series. I’m trying to space things out so folks don’t get bored – but I have to be careful not to do it a la Mad Men or Sopranos, and take the website equivalence of a year of cable in between each installment. I’ve never been to Greece but so hope to someday. The water is the thing – extraordinary, at least from all manner of description. And the food seems pretty damn healthy to me.
Hi there! I just wanted to say how great all your pieces are, but especially this one! I am a Greek-American and I love Jackie and Jackie stories. As I live in Greece, I am especially interested in her years spent here- which often seem so much more elusive. I often go in search of the places that Jackie frequented. Sometimes I have luck but it WAS 40 years ago now that she spent time in Greece and it is not always easy to meet people who have met her. I have, however, been a few times to the Shoe Maker poet and his son is running the place now- a very interesting artist. (The shop isn’t on Pandrosou street anymore but nearby). Also, I once met Niki Goulandris at an art opening when I was assistant curator and started speaking to her. She was so friendly and invited me to her office to discuss Jackie, but alas, when I called a couple of weeks later she had forgotten. She is rather old now so I forgive her, though it was a disappointment to me- you can imagine. Anyway, I just wanted to say that it is amazing how much info you have of her life in Greece – and the pictures! I live here and it is difficult to find them! Also, I see that you have never been to Greece- if you ever do come, you should get in touch with me- I can show you around. I actually lived in Glyfada as a teenager- and the island my father is from is Kefalonia- right across from Ithaka and I have taken the boat over to Skorpios twice. It is gorgeous! Keep in touch! My email is [email protected] and my name is Marianna Travlos
Dear Marianna:
Forgive me for such a long delay in responding. Actually, receiving your comment is precisely the very one I was hoping this series might lead to. To put it simply and directly – you really got it, you really understand how much Greece meant to her. In fact, so often when people continue to ponder why did she marry him, I was always a bit stunned how they could overlook the fact that she got to really live and enjoy and fully relish the culture and life of another country that she had for so long been drawn to. Perhaps YOU could finally write the book that needs to be done about Jacqueline Kennedy’s love affair with Greece and the greater details and stories of her life there, perhaps gathered from those still around who have first-hand knowledge and memories, or from stories in Greek archives. I tried to go into it with some more depth than usual in my oral history biography of her, As We Remember Her: Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis in the Words of her Friends and Family (1997) but it covered her whole life and thus could only ultimately be abbreviated. I think it would be a great book and prove that there is still so much more in the realm of substance rather than style that still needs to be researched and written for the public record about this person who I believe strongly was one of the most important figures of the 20th century – not for what she bought and wore but for what she thought and did. And if and when I do get around to scanning the back of those photos for a good Greek translation, believe me I will take you up on it. Thank you for the offer and your comments.
I can’t begin to tell you how meaningful your reply was to me. I was only in Middle School when Jackie passed away, but as a lover of history, the arts and literature and as the daughter of an American Baby Boomer, I was brought up valuing President Kennedy and Jackie’s legacy. One of the first magazines I ever bought of her life was of the Town and Country tribute that summer of 1994. I was only 12, but your piece, “The Substance Behind the Style” is the one I was most fascinated by. I even quoted it in a history paper in High School- referring to the 18th century and the three geniuses- Franklin, Jefferson, and Diderot. I still have the same copy. Also, I absolutely LOVE “As We Remember Her.” What you accomplish, I believe, is you point out the positive qualities, without gushing and being unrealistic. I love how you wrote that Jackie was “truly a good person, but far from a saint.” I think that because you put her in such a human light- it’s easier to appreciate the good, while being tolerant of the less attractive qualities in her personality. I honestly have never even considered writing a book about the Greek years because I always felt that only Greeks would appreciate it -as it is a time that Americans (and her family, except for John probably) seemed to want to forget. I have so much respect for Caroline Kennedy that I would not want to upset her. Of course, it would not be a ‘he said, she said’ type of gossipy thing, but more cultural… I guess it’s something to think about! Thanks for putting the idea in my head!
All the best,
Marianna
Marianna – I think that, on the contrary, most Americans would be fascinated to learn how happy her controversial second marriage made her – even if it was more a matter of enjoying Greece and the Greeks than being married to her husband. And you will see in the later articles in this series, that she was proud of her name as “Onassis” and consciously chose to keep it. I think the appeal of “your” book would be found among people who are curious to know and understand her as a person whose thoughts and deeds had an impact on history, rather than those who find a need to worship her as a false goddess of perfection and stylish taste. I also don’t think that a sober work of quality research and analysis will dis-respect anyone. And wow – as for my article and book, I can’t even begin to realize you’re being impacted by reading it. But I suppose there is my argument for you doing a book. The printed word – and I actually do mean the printed word along with the digital word – but not the digital word alone – will be around for generations forever and one never knows who will read it and whether it might shift their perceptions, enlarge their perspective and enhance their understanding. Go back to N.G. and beg for an interview before it is too late. She may have had a bad memory and still have many, many good ones. I recently saw a youtube presentation of her giving a speech – it may be that she is still so active with so much on her mind that she forgot. I think she’s someone drawn to intelligent and inquisitive individuals and will honor your request. And you need not determine precisely what to do with the material but do get it, before it is too late.
Well, I heeded your advice and I called N G today. She sounded so fragile. I’m guessing she’s about 85 years old. Well, I told her that I’d like to write about Jackie’s years in Greece. She told me that she spoke to the author of Just Jackie (Edward Klein) and that I can look to that book. I told her that I have it. It doesn’t have that much though. Anyway, she told me to send her my CV and she’ll see… fingers crossed!
Fantastic – just prepare a substantive range of questions – I can’t imagine her not responding well to that. Keep me posted Marianna. Something tells me you will succeed in this.
Guess what? N. G called me this afternoon and wants very much to talk with me!!! I am overwhelmed!!! She told me to call later this week and arrange for next week. She gave me her private number!!
Fantastic Marianna – congratulations. I knew she would respond to a person like yourself with your intentions. She’s a person of such breadth and depth of mind – I predict you will become friends.
That is so sweet of you to say 🙂 Thank you so much for encouraging me to get in touch with her. I will keep you posted!
Definitely keep me posted – and enjoy your initial meeting.
Not sure if it is on my end – but I am not able to open Part V on Mrs. Onassis –
I think it is on your end. Nothing seems amiss.
Hi! I can’t open the last entry either.
It was an internal WordPress issue – it had published the article with a “pre-date” – meaning the original date I had anticipated publishing it – but it took far longer to get this done and I hadn’t changed the date – so then had to fix it; hence, the “missing link.”