HENRY A. KISSINGER

November 23, 1992

Dear Mr. Minister:

I was delighted you were able to join us for lunch earlier this month. Our discussions were a great pleasure and I came away with a deep appreciation of the challenges you and your colleagues face, along with enhanced respect for the courage and intelligence you bring to your work.

I hope that our paths will soon cross again, and that you will be in touch should your travels bring you to the States. In the meantime, with all good wishes,

His Excellency
Paulo Hadad
Minister of Planning
Republic of Brazil
Brasilia

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November 2, 1992

Dr. Henry Kissinger
350 Park Avenue
New York, New York 10022

Dear Henry,

I've attached a proposal for the dog park maintenance budget per
your request.

Vincent Shalvey (telephone 677-3303) will act as citizen co-ordinator and comptroller. Should Betsy Gottbaum need to get in contact with anyone, it would be Vinnie.

Thanks so much for your willingness to get involved. I'm sure it was
Amelia who instigated this but we'll give you the credit.

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November 24, 1992

Ms. Betsy Gotbaum
437 Madison Avenue, 14th Floor
New York, NY 10022

Dear Ms. Gotbaum,

I understand from Dr. Kissinger that you've generously offered to contribute to our Detmold Park maintenance program in the form of a matching grant of $5,000.

All of us who are habitues (along with our pets) are very grateful for your generosity. With the city budget cutbacks, we're attempting to keep up the park in the best manner possible through individual contributions. Thank you for your help.

Should you ever have questions or comments, please feel free to call me, and, please know, you and your dogs have an open invitation to the park (we begin promptly at 6:30 a.m. daily!)

Again, thanks so much for your help.

Vicki Halliday

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HENRY A. KISSINGER

June 25, 1992

Dear Ambassador Han,

I am delighted to enclose two pictures as momentos of the commemoration of the twentieth anniversary of the signing of the Shanghai Communique and the spirit which underlies the historic cooperation between our two countries.

It was especially meaningful to have your participation at the event and a great personal pleasure to see you again.

His Excellency
Ambassador Han Xu
President
Chinese People's Association for
Friendship with Foreign Countries
1 Tai Ji Chang
Beijing
People's Republic of China

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Tom Harken
& Associates

September 7, 1992

Dr. Henry Kissinger
Chairman
Kissinger Associates, Inc.
350 Park Avenue, 26th Floor
New York, NY 10022

Dear Dr. Kissinger:

It has been just over four months since our sharing of such an auspicious occasion in Washington, but I remember it as if it were yesterday. Part of that memory is having had the distinct honor and pleasure of meeting you, and I still wonder how a taco and enchilada man from Beaumont, Texas, came to be associated with such eminently distinguished gentlemen as yourself.

While in Washington, I arranged for a professional photographer to take some snapshots at the various functions, and I thought you might like copies of the enclosed photos. Without putting you to any inconvenience, I would be most grateful if you could send me an autographed photo for my Horatio Alger memory book.

In the meantime, I am enjoying my duties as chairman of the Horatio Alger Association's Class of '92, and if I can be of service to you in any way, please do not hesitate to let me know. I eagerly look forward to seeing you again at the '93 festivities in April.

TH/dj

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"20/20"

July 16, 1992

Mr. Henry Kissinger
Kissinger Associates
350 Park Ave, 26th Fl.
New York, New York 10022

Dear Mr. Kissinger:

After Russian President Boris Yeltsin's dramatic disclosure about American soldiers held in the former Soviet Union, ABC News 20/20 began working on a story about this issue. It has come to our attention that you may have had direct knowledge of American men held as prisoners of war, particularly in the case of Vietnam. We are writing to request an interview in order to give you an opportunity to address negative statements made about your role on this issue.

It is our desire to investigate all aspects of this complicated story. Hopefully, your input will answer some long-standing questions about what happened.

Please contact either Chris Harper at (212) 456-6638 or Irma Lazos at (212) 456-6916. If we do not hear from you by August 22, 1992, we will assume you do not wish to participate in this 20/20 story. But we will have to report that you have denied our request for an interview on this important subject.

We look forward to your response at your earliest convenience. Thank you for your time and thoughtful attention to this matter.

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HENRY A. KISSINGER

December 21, 1992

Dear Mr. Hausman:

I wanted to let you know how very sorry I am to
have missed last week's United Cerebral Palsy
dinner. Nancy has told me what a splendid
evening it was and what a superb job Barbara
Walters and Kay Graham did. It was deeply disap-
pointing to have to give up a long-awaited event
for what was finally diagnosed as a bout of food
poisoning.

Nevertheless, I want to thank you for honoring me
with the Humanitarian Award. It is something I
will always cherish.

Mr. Leo Hausman
President
United Cerebral Palsy of
New York City, Inc.
105 Madison Avenue
New York, N.Y. 10016-7450

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PREZIDENT
ČESKÉ A SLOVENSKÉ FEDERATIVNÍ REPUBLIKY

V Praze dne 24. března 1992

Milý pane Kissingere,

s velkým zklamáním Vám musím sdělit, že nebudu moci přijet na Bohemian
Grove Encampment 1992. Již jsem se těšil na ty dny odpočinku a přátelství v Mandalay.

Jak však asi víte, v červnu a červenci nás čekají parlamentní a prezidentské volby.
V době, kdy Vy budete v Grove, mojí první povinností, pokud budu ještě prezidentem,
je účast na sestavování vlády.

Upřímně doufám, že se najde ještě jiná příležitost zapojit se do činnosti klubu.

Váš

Henry A. Kissinger
350 Park Avenue
New York, New York 10022

DANA G. LEAVITT

1100 UNION STREET
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA 94109

January 21, 1992

His Excellency
Vaclav Havel
President of Czechoslovakia
Prague

Dear President Havel:

I was delighted to learn from Henry Kissinger that you will be attending the Bohemian Grove Encampment next summer as his guest. On behalf of the Board of Directors of the Club, the membership and myself as Chairman of the Lakeside Talk Committee, it is my great privilege to invite you to address us on Friday, July 24 at 12:30 p.m.

I would expect an audience of about 1200 Bohemians and their guests. While the age range is from about twenty-five to ninety, the largest group is between forty and sixty-five. In the audience will be physicians, lawyers, government officials, businessmen, educators, both professional and talented amateur musicians, actors and artists. You will find the audience appreciative, friendly and generous with applause. Despite a disarmingly casual appearance, they are intelligent, alert and well-informed with many of them having international reputations.

We ask that our speaker's presentation cover about thirty to thirty-five minutes. The suggested time limit is not a measure of the worth of your subject. Rather, it is made because the social life at the Grove is tightly scheduled and other events, both before the talk and after, are planned with the traditional Lakeside time limits in mind.

We would appreciate your leaving a copy of your talk with a member of the Lakeside Talk Committee who will be introducing you. He will contact you at the Grove soon after you arrive to offer his

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assistance and to answer any questions.

Those of us who are members of the Club look forward eagerly to the Grove Encampment each summer for the unique experience it provides us. We are most anxious to make it a particularly satisfying experience for you.

As one who has admired your work in the theater, I am looking forward to meeting you and to your presentation. It seems particularly appropriate for us to have as a guest and speaker a true Bohemian in every sense of the word - a native of the country who has provided our name and inspiration; an individual who has devoted a major part of his life to a creative art form; and, in particular, a leader in the fight for freedom who has put his personal interest aside at considerable risk to himself to rally his countrymen and lead them to demand their right to determine their own destinies.

I have asked Dr. Kissinger to forward this letter to you. He and I will be most pleased, of course, to provide you with any further information and to be of help in any way we can.

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By HERMAN WOUK

In his hand the reader holds a book which captures Bohemia in all its multifarious aspects. The authors of these forty essays have created a labor of love, a vivid and complete picture of a gentleman's fellowship like no other found anywhere. The colorful histories of the City Club, the redwood grove and the camps are ably recounted. The incomparable architecture of the Grove receives an especially searching and revealing analysis. The evolution of the unique entertainment elements is traced. All the contributors share a warm regard for the Club and its customs, and a concern for the preservation of Bohemia's traditions.

What then remains for an introduction to such a complete and all-embracing volume? Only a gesture—it can never be more—at capturing the elusive spirit of the thing.

In 1972, the one hundredth anniversary of the Club, I was given the identical literary spear to carry; i.e., to write an impression of Bohemia for the Grove play volume. I had then been in the Club only four years, elected without waiting by the courtesy extended to artists. The picture of Bohemia that I drew then had something pristine about it; the more so, coming from the pen of a Jewish New Yorker, a Franklin Roosevelt Democrat, very much removed from the usual description of Bohemians.

Sixteen years have sped by since I wrote that piece; sixteen Groves, and many varied experiences in and out of the Club. Better than any others I might write today, those words can introduce the annals of my own years as a Bohemian. I give them here in condensed form; and in an afterword, or Afterglow, I offer further impressions, gathered in sixteen more summers in the redwoods.

## Bohemia

"Bohemia" in ordinary language means an arty, raffish world of impecunious young drifters. A novel of Paris life by Henry Murger made the word popular; Puccini's opera based on the book gave the term immortality. . . . To apply this word "Bohemia" to the brick citadel at Post and Taylor—this wealthy, elegant, metro-

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politan gentlemen's club that reveres the memory of President Herbert Hoover, that is conservative through and through, that numbers among its members many leading Republican business men—seems a bit odd. When they think about such things, the members perhaps sense the paradox. It is a byword among them that to describe Bohemia to "outsiders"—especially to wives—is impossible.

This little sketch attempts to do it.

The secret of the Bohemian Club—the thing that to some extent authenticates the name, and that makes the Club unique—is the Grove. One must start with that. But here the hand grows shaky. For the annual encampment amid the giant redwoods of the northern California coast is—whether its more boisterous celebrants understand this or not—a mystery. The Encampment is all a game, a gesture, a midsummer night's dream. It is a fleeting escape; no man abandons his position in the establishment to enter this "Bohemia." Fifteen hundred men and more—many of them distinguished Americans—assemble in highly comfortable campsites amid soaring trees, on a valley floor by the Russian River. For two weeks they feast, drink, enact picturesque rituals vaguely redolent of Druidism, and put on elaborate musical and theatrical performances. Then it is all over. The university presidents, the authors, the actors, the corporation chairmen, the diplomats, the admirals, the generals, the Nobel Prize scientists, the statesmen, the financiers, the San Francisco lawyers and business men, go back to the world of dull care. The Grove falls silent. The sunshine slants through the redwoods on empty camps and untrodden paths.

The Bohemian Grove is a stupendously successful illusion; a gossamer spell achieved by massive logistical work. The cost is terrific, the effort quixotic. Shows scarcely less elaborate than Broadway productions play one performance to a private audience, then vanish. None of this material, and none of these performances, are geared to the taste of the professional art world. They are in the true sense amateur.

But at the heart of the Grove's magic lie not these theatricals, spectacular though they are, but two emotional experiences. The first is a general attitude that every man there is a brother. Once past the gate, old tycoons, young account executives, astronauts and singers, become equal; men together, returning to nature in high style, to an ethereal dream of a redwoods Eden, as elaborate and complicated under the idyllic surface as an aircraft carrier.

Sunlight shasting through redwoods can be captured in paint, but scarcely in words; so too, the brotherly affection of men for each other, in the style of the old West—men sitting around a fire in rough clothes in the cold night, under the trees, talking, drinking booze, listening to improvised music—such affection eludes definition, especially to wives. Men can decently love each other, they always have, but women never quite understand.

The second experience is the awe inspired by the trees. These oldest and grandest

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of living things are an almost visible signature of the Creator put to His natural
handwork. Americans are embarrassed by religious talk. Little is said in the Grove
about this feeling, though it finds some formal voice in the Cremation of Care
ceremony. But in the meditative silences of men sitting or walking together under the
trees, much is wordlessly spoken....

The fellowships of the Grove camps linger around the luncheon tables at Post and Taylor. But business suits and ties, business briskness and haste, dim down the intimacy, and rush the talk. A camp lunch at the Club is but a pale reflection of a camp evening around the fire. Still, the camaraderie survives.

The downtown Clubhouse is more purely San Franciscan than the Grove.... Non-
resident members may pass through the Club once or twice a year, or not at all. It is
only the Encampment that draws them together. The writer of this sketch, himself a
non-resident, has caught but scattered impressions of the downtown Club life;
enough to see that the Club is a good reason in itself to live in San Francisco....

Besides the Grove, and the special camaraderie rooted in its singular traditions,
there is a third distinction which sets Bohemia apart: a membership standard of
achievement and of excellence. Neither the Club nor its activities are widely pub-
licized. Bohemia is so jealous of its privacy that it once received with relief a presiden-
tial decision to cancel a scheduled address in the Grove, which would have brought in
the press. Yet in some leading circles of the United States, election to the Bohemian
Club, or even an invitation to the Grove by the Board of Directors, is a token that a
man has arrived; arrived not merely in moneymaking or political power, but in
acceptance by his peers....

So much for the first hundred years. They have produced an association much like
other metropolitan clubs to the eye, but with an elusive mystique rooted in a love of
the arts and of California woodlands. By any standard, "Bohemia" is a success. It
should be able to look forward with relish to the next hundred years.

But . . . sharp change is in the air. It is a time of militant egalitarianism. Metro-
politan clubs are under fire everywhere as fortresses of snobbism, as privileged re-
treats of the powerful, where they reinforce their grip on affairs by intimate contacts
and dealings denied to outsiders. Historically, a levelling wave sooner or later pro-
duces another insiders' group, not necessarily better than the one it replaces. But still
the waves come.

If Bohemia were a mere society of insiders, replaceable by a different set of insiders,
one could not much care whether or not it survived. The brotherhood amid the
redwoods, the honoring of excellence, the love and support of the arts, the Western
camaraderie in a setting of London-like charm, the tradition embodying so much
Californian and San Franciscan history—these are the things that, to the new genera-
tions, may make Bohemia worth carrying on....

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Afterglow

"Do you still believe all that?" I can hear the skeptical inquiry plainly, perhaps in the voice of my own astute darling of forty-two years.

Well, the sketch was a valentine from a new insider to a venerable institution. In trying to rise to the perennial challenge from the wives, "What is the Grove really like?" I emphasized the ideal and the idyllic Bohemia, no doubt of that. But I was trying to tell the truth, and I believe the truth is there.

Bohemia is a unique artifact of western Americana. Men's clubs abound here and abroad, but there is only one Bohemia. Seen from a certain aspect, it is a remarkably dogged effort to preserve—at least for a fortnight, at least under the trees—an America that dates back before the Second World War, an America of Norman Rockwell and the Wyeths, of the prosperous optimism of the Coolidge era, indeed of the lost innocence of the pre-nuclear time. Bohemia is purposely, permanently out of synchronization with the real world, which it calls Dull Care. Its manners and tastes are quaint. The occasional legato ribaldry of the Low Jinks only makes one wistful for naive old days when there really were standards to be skirted or violated.

Now a word about death and change in Bohemia. In twenty Encampments, one comes to know these somber companions well. A striking thing about the Bohemian Grove is that under the giant trees death and change become so natural a part of life. Every year Bohemians find each other somewhat older, or very much older; a little changed, or very much changed; and sometimes, transformed from dear friends to cherished memories. But the trees stand, soaring in venerability and strength, redolent of the affection we have had for them, and for the men who have been our companions amid those vast trunks. They smile down on poor truants from Dull Care with majestic tolerance, as we sprinkle their greatness with our waste water. "Good friends have gone, and you will go," they seem to say. "Love life, and love each other, while you may."

For a few days each year, whatever the low road of alcohol and naughty pin-ups, whatever the transient racket of the middle weekend, when the mayfly big shots flit in and out, moving and shaking each other; under all that froth and folly which have given the Bohemian Grove its regrettable and overheated notoriety, there is the annual meeting of men who esteem, and a few who love, each other; a short treasured interlude in the presence of the nearest thing to living eternity that the planet affords—the Trees. Call Bohemia a Babbitt's dream of beauty, a wistful quest for a lovely hamadryad who speaks brief haunting words and disappears into a redwood. Such as it is, Bohemia has been offering the joys of fellowship, fun and amateur art to many generations of distinguished Americans. This volume captures its prose, and glints of its poetry.

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Today the winds of change are on the rise. Bohemia is buffeted, to some extent
paying the penalty of its unmatched charm. Men of great prominence have vied to
become members or even guests; and so the myth has sprung up of an arcane
gathering of the mighty at the Bohemian Grove, where the fate of nations is made and
unmade. Old Bohemians know that this is nonsense. The handful of the celebrated
tends to come and go in a day or two of the Low Jinks middle weekend, in something
like a fraternity reunion of big names. The trees dwarf them. The old traditions dwarf
them. They are not Bohemia, though by their achievements they earn their welcome,
and perhaps a ritual spear to carry.

Little is written in this volume about that journalists' caricature of the Bohemian
Club. Preserved here for the record is a picture of a cultural phenomenon that sprang
up on the American west coast a hundred sixteen years ago and that still flourishes, in
some ways changed, but in essence the same. "To everything there is a season," sayeth
the Preacher. Those of us who know well the light and shade of Bohemia hope that its
season will long endure. For there will never again be anything like Bohemia, as it is
memorialized in these Annals.

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