Nuku'Alofa (Tonga); Watergate and Me
The under water volcano eruption, west of the Tongan Islands, is indeed a disaster for this Pacific Kingdom.
As I watched the abc TV news featuring the New Zealand Prime Minister - Lucinda Ardern. She, eloquent as ever, told us their military aircraft were setting out on a surveylence mission to assess the situation, communications had broken down and Pacific Cable damaged somehow.. The Australian military were also sending a serveylence aircraft.
Goodness, it brought my mind into sharp focus, I can tell you. I was on business for Leyland Australia Sydney. Tonga not a big market, but always worth contact visits.
One Sunday morning, after breakfast, I noticed a gentleman, sitting on his own and not looking too happy.I had seen him somewhere else in the Pacific. Anyway I approached and said hello, where is every body today, oh I guess they are all at Church, they is no barman,but we can have what we like and put it on the tally board, Great I thought!.
The day passed and I met him again ,on his own and so we had dinner. After a while, he cheered up a bit, and thanked me for sitting with him. Then it happened. He told me that he was touring the Pacific but really wanted to go home to the States and Tampa, West Florida. He loved that city a University city with some industrial companies.
Some thing, did not quite gel, so told him I spent sometimes nearly half the year, away from home, but things would change and they did. As the evening whore on he told he had been the Comptroller at the Whitehouse in The US, all things budget and finance for the Presidential Office and after the Watergate affair , he was told to lose himself in the Pacific for a year.
It was clearly wearing on him, I too was alone, but I was content in that situation. Most rep's or maagers traveled in pairs, not me ,I was always out doing one off assignments. around the World.
I never asked his name nor he mine. Possibly both realising it was better that way. Monday morning came and I was off, I think, to the public works, workshops.
Where was my new friend, desk said he had left, but not on an international flight, it would appear.Maybe he intended travelling to one of the many Islands.
I returned to Australia, of course, later hearing the story that US investigators were looking for the finance man, from the Whitehouse. I have often wondered, if he had gone to an outer island ,met a lady or family and lived out his life there in paradise. He had simply disappeared.
I continued my journey, I think to Samoa and to another, classic Pacific hotel. Aggie Greys no less and by golly the good lady still sat at head of the dinner tables, in control of operations and her clients. No longer I suspect, as it was such a long time agoe'
Back to the New Zealand Prime Minister and her TV , announcements on assisting Tonga,together with Australia. Australia sending a Navy Ship with supplies and personnel. Its on its way, right now..
I do hope, it worked out OK for that lonely man in an hotel a long way from home.
As for me, I am home now, living in a kind of paradise;in a forest;fourty acres;a river;a wife of 59 years and not so far away a Covid free family and that blasted noisy pushy, Great Dane,named Duke. Big Black and beautiful and he knows it. When I chastise him, he simply says G'Day Mal give me a kiss. A couple of old fello's really.
All the best for 2022 and to the beautiful Islands of Tonga and its people we will say our prayers that you servive this catastophy
Malcolm Mason.. Shallow Crossing State Forest. NSW Australia