Word: haig
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...autumn air in the garden, whispering softly (in case the bushes were bugged). Then, to pass the time, I thought of taking a drive. After ten minutes, restless and wanting to confer more privately with Haig, I asked the driver to stop the car at a place where Haig and I could walk. He pulled over at a spot where the trees lining the road suddenly opened up to reveal a small lake. Picnickers were spreading out their food on checkered tablecloths; couples were lying under the trees. The sky had the mellow blue of the early French autumn...
...once I and most of my colleagues understood the significance of what we had heard. In the immediate recess I asked for, my aide, Winston Lord, and I shook hands and said to each other: "We have done it." Haig, who had served in Viet Nam, declared with emotion that we had saved the honor of the military men who had served, died and suffered there...
...return to Washington on Oct. 12, Haig and I went to Nixon's refuge in the Executive Office Building. Somewhat exultantly, I told the President that it looked as if he had achieved all three of his major goals for 1972-the first two being the visit to Peking and the Moscow summit. Nixon's principal concern was Thieu's reaction. I was -naively-optimistic...
...necessary. I favored resuming bombing over all of North Viet Nam, but using fighter-bombers over populated areas north of the 20th parallel. Haig favored B-52 attacks, especially north of the 20th parallel, on the ground that only a massive shock could bring Hanoi back to the conference table. Nixon accepted Haig's view. I went along with it-at first with slight reluctance, later with conviction. For Nixon and Haig were, I still believe, essentially right. We had only two choices: taking a massive, shocking step to end the war quickly, or letting matters drift...
...returned to the U.S. on Jan. 13, stopping in Washington to pick up Haig for the trip to Key Biscayne. I reported to Nixon around midnight; we met until 2:30 a.m. Though I was unhappy with some of Nixon's actions toward me, though I objected to some of his tactics, I felt that night an odd tenderness toward him. He had seen our country through perilous tunes...