The gatherings meant to him the brightest of hours of a long and isolating year. It was a "dream come true" week, spent between people of all races, in a neutral but friendly environment.
Os congressos representavam para ele as horas mais luminosas de todo um longo e inexpressivo ano. Era uma semana de sonho realizado, passada entre pessoas de todas as etnias, num convívio fraternal de base neutra.