Manuscripts/Mixed Material Interview with Douglas G. Hartley
Q: Did you get to make any field trips?
HARTLEY: Yes, I did. Goodie Cook and Jim Kimball? Kimball was vice consul in Sarajevo. Goodie had taken my place in the consular section when I went into the JTS, and was chaffing at the bit there. You know him. Dynamic, ambitious.
Q: Yes. When I arrived in '62, he was number two in there and wanted to get out very badly.
HARTLEY: He had been sent in there and it allowed me to go to JTS. So anyway the three of us set out in a jeep through South Serbia, the Ibar River Valley, then Pristina, capital of Kosovo, to Prizren and then went up around the border of Albania and into the Sandzak and then down into Montenegro, ending up on the Montenegran coast. And then back to Belgrade. I wrote a pretty long report about the trip, which I've never read since. I presume its somewhere in the Archives. I don't think it had anything particularly memorable in it, but it was an interesting trip.
Q: Did you gain any impressions about Yugoslavia from the trip?
HARTLEY: I did gain impressions of the diversity of the country because you go from the Kosovo and Pristina, which someone described as being like a town in central Anatolia - a dirty, very primitive place. And then we went from there through these excruciating roads. The roads were largely unpaved in Yugoslavia in those days. They did an incredible amount from then until the time I returned in 1972 in terms of repaving and building infrastructure. Pretty primitive. You'd go to hotels and there would be no running water and sanitation conditions were terrible. We would interview the heads of the opstina (town councils). These were usually not very illuminating talks. They were for the record. And I usually conducted these because I was a member of the political section and I think my Serbian was better, too. We hit Titograd, now Podgoriza, capital of Montenegro and onto Cetinje on the Adriatic coast, a pretty little fishing village near the Albanian border. I had made an idle boast the night before at the restaurant. “You guys may have good fish, but you don't have good lobster.” They said, “Oh, yeah?” The next morning about six o'clock or seven o'clock, we were wakened by this little boy who came up to the hotel room and said, “Your breakfast is served.” So we took ourselves to the same place, down on the water and there was an enormous meal.