Nany Evans oral history.indd - Washington Secretary of State
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adjourn. I was young and had never been away on a trip like that, and certainly never away<br />
from my children for three weeks. I did not want to go without Dan. I remember I was just<br />
distraught. And he said, “No, you go, and you’ll have a good time.” And then the question<br />
was “who was the leader <strong>of</strong> the delegation?” No, not I.<br />
Hughes: Really?<br />
<strong>Evans</strong>: It was sort <strong>of</strong> a quiet duel between the Mayor <strong>of</strong> Seattle, Gordon Clinton, and Lud<br />
Kramer, who was the <strong>Secretary</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>State</strong>. It was very important mostly to the Japanese<br />
when we were in Japan, to know who the leader was because that’s the person you defer<br />
to and you sit at the right place at the tables, and on and on – all the protocol that was<br />
involved. And they didn’t quite know what to do. I feel sorry about that in retrospect. But<br />
at any rate, I went <strong>of</strong>f on this trip with the delegation, and <strong>of</strong> course had a marvelous time.<br />
I became very good friends with Governor Kanai <strong>of</strong> Hyogo Prefecture – that’s our<br />
sister state – and Mrs. Kanai. I had some memorable side trips with Mrs. Kanai, who<br />
spoke no English. She was just the most wonderful woman. I just loved her. We had an<br />
interpreter who spoke beautiful English and who had spent time in America, so understood<br />
Americans. They were both so dignified in their carriage and everything they did. And<br />
they loved Mother and Tina. So we three women went along with them on side trips. I<br />
remember the beautiful garden in Hyogo, in Kobe, where the azaleas and the rhodies were<br />
all in bloom. They had this tea ceremony. If you’ve ever had a tea ceremony you know<br />
they’re a wonderful, beautiful thing to watch, but the tea is just terrible. It looks like split<br />
pea soup, but tastes awful. Mrs. Kanai at that time had to be in her sixties, and I was so<br />
much younger, but we corresponded until she died. She learned to write a little English on<br />
her Christmas cards. Enough to say, “Hello…” But at any rate, Mrs. Kanai had knelt down<br />
at the tea ceremony. And the woman who was the interpreter knelt down. I knelt down<br />
for a while. And Mother said, “I cannot kneel.” My mother was in her seventies. And so<br />
she said, “You’ll just have to excuse me.” That’s the way Mother was. And <strong>of</strong> course, Mrs.<br />
Kanai couldn’t have been more charming. She said, “You sit however you want.” But they<br />
all kneel. So mother sort <strong>of</strong> just did this thing, sitting like this. And we watched, and it<br />
was a wonderful thing to observe this ancient ritual as this tea master was doing the tea<br />
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