A Green Beret's True Story of His Jack Lawson with Sully de Fontaine
A Green Beret's True Story of His Jack Lawson with Sully de Fontaine
A Green Beret's True Story of His Jack Lawson with Sully de Fontaine
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Unjust Rumor<br />
Within a <strong>de</strong>ca<strong>de</strong>, half <strong>of</strong> Africa’s countries could have been un<strong>de</strong>r<br />
the control <strong>of</strong> the Soviet Union. Guerilla infiltration and rebel camps<br />
for liberation wars fought would have sprung up all along bor<strong>de</strong>rs<br />
as communism spread.<br />
The muscle <strong>of</strong> American and Belgian <strong>de</strong>termination and resolve<br />
began to flex through the classified mission <strong>of</strong> <strong>Sully</strong> and his Special<br />
Forces team that worked behind the scenes to evacuate whites from<br />
mass extermination in the Congo. Then, indirectly through the CIA<br />
and that trio <strong>of</strong> Congo mercenaries—Englishman “Mad” Mike<br />
Hoare, Frenchman Bob Denard and Jean “Blackjack” Schramme—<br />
Lumumba and later his associates would not succeed in bringing<br />
the Soviet Union into control <strong>of</strong> the Congo.<br />
<strong>Sully</strong> knew all the key players in what started out as a rescue mission<br />
at the urging <strong>of</strong> Ambassador Tim Timberlake.<br />
****<br />
Silence had set back in at the table after Robin spoke. The looks<br />
<strong>of</strong> all sitting there were still focused on <strong>Sully</strong>. He sipped water from<br />
a <strong>de</strong>licate crystal glass to the right <strong>of</strong> his plate and set it down. He<br />
spoke slowly and carefully <strong>with</strong> a telltale accent that could be traced<br />
back to his roots in France.<br />
The once-secret operation that had been unclassified for almost<br />
forty years was not the reason he spoke slowly and precisely. It was<br />
his nature to be humble, quiet and reserved. He would answer my<br />
question and the thousands more I had that day and over the next<br />
years in a manner that was almost a reluctant revelation <strong>of</strong> his past.<br />
What this unassuming man would tell me was a story <strong>of</strong> which<br />
legends are ma<strong>de</strong>, a story <strong>of</strong> a lea<strong>de</strong>r and his men whose exploits<br />
were little known to the world, one <strong>with</strong> factions that did not want<br />
to hear the truth. The secrecy was necessary to keep the liberals, socialists<br />
and communists <strong>of</strong> communist countries and their sympathizers<br />
<strong>with</strong>in the Western powers from yelling, “foul play,” over the<br />
United States’ involvement in Africa and labeling what started as a<br />
humanitarian mission as imperialist American meddling.<br />
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