Our "Private" Conversation
In early 1958,
the Chairman of the US Joint
Chiefs of Staff, Gen. Nathan Twining, invited
all of the NATO chiefs of staff to
H-Bomb tests in the Mariana Islands of the
Pacific.
Shortly after he did that, in the middle of June, my
phone rang in the Pentagon --
my caller was none other than then Lt. Col. Vernon "Dick"
Walters [who later became our
Ambassador to the UN & Deputy
Director of the CIA].
He said, "Robert,
I hear that you speak
Turkish. Is
that true?" [He was on the phone to me from the
basement of the Pentagon, where he was assigned to the Standing NATO Group
as interpreter
& intelligence chief.]
I suggested he ask any of the Turks in his NATO group.
So, he rang off, made the necessary queries, and in a few minutes
he called me back...
"How
would you like to escort the Chief of the Turkish General Staff,
Gen. Feyzi Mengüç, to the upcoming H-Bomb tests?"
Of course, I leapt
at the chance & sure enough, two weeks later
all the Big Brass assembled
in Washington, DC for a few days to get acquainted before
flying -- on John Foster Dulles' personal
plane -- to Honolulu & then on to Eniwetok.
During that brief interim, I took
Gen. M. for a quick bus ride to places of
interest near his hotel. He spoke
only halting English -- which is why Walters
wanted me in the first place.
After boarding the bus, Gen.
M. started to tell me something in
English. I replied in Turkish,
"Paşam, bunun gibi durumlarda Türkçe konuşmakta
hem kolaylık hem de çok emniyet var. Onun için, izin verirseniz,
Türkçe konuşalım. Hatta aynı zamanda da etrafımızdakiler hakkında
istediğimiz her hangi bir şey söyleyebiliriz -- tamamen emniyetliyken.
[General, in situations like these, it's both easy and quite safe
to speak Turkish. So if you permit, let's speak Turkish. Moreover, at the same time, we can say just about anything we want to about
the people around us, in complete safety.]
He grinned & agreed. It was just
fine with him. And so, we began a private
'unclassified'
conversation -- which continued for
several clandestine minutes. And, we thought
we were being pretty clever, I'll tell you
We became so confident, in fact, that we threw caution
to the wind and began a frank assessment of the people around
us. After a few minutes more, we noticed an attractive lady rise
from a seat nearby and prepare to depart from the bus. And as
she passed us, she leaned over and -- you guessed it -- softly
said in perfect Turkish,
"Dikkat edin; Waşington'un her tarafında
bolbol Türkler var."
[Be careful, Washington is full
of Turks.]
The General and I did a double take in true Hollywood style. Then he, I, and the attractive lady exploded in laughter together. And, in a flash, she was gone.
Well, you can be sure that, for the rest of our bus
journey, our conversation was the
very picture of propriety!!!
Gen. M.
was an extremely charming chap & we had a wonderful time together
for the next two weeks. But then he
returned to Turkey and, shortly afterwards,
I heard that he had retired.
I've often wondered if our "private" conversation
was in any way
a causal factor
in his retirement?
I mean, who was that attractive lady anyway?
RFZ (November '97)
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