My second Cyprus tour in 1982
I was there for a year at the force headquarters
as one of the Canadian staff officers at the
force headquarters. And while I was there
I met Erica, my wife, who had previously been
married to a Greek Cypriot and who was living
with two young children very close to the
race track in Nicosia so when the Turks
invaded in 1974 she in fact, her house came
under fire and she spent time sheltering the
children under stair wells while mortar bombs
landed in the back garden. And her husband
at the time was a member of the Cypriot National
Guard and was responsible for the defence of a
certain part of the old wall in Nicosia so she
would bring the soldiers their meals and use
their petty coats to bandage up the wounded and
that sort of thing so she actually has seen more
action than I have in our lifetime.
Erica Kelly
The war in Cyprus in 1974 was of course before
I met Mike and between his UN tours in Cyprus.
So in 1974 the Turkish Army and Air Force
invaded Cyprus. I won’t go into the politics at
this point because it’s a very long complex story
which is still ongoing to a certain extent.
But at that time I was working at the United
Nations and with two small children it was
a very traumatic experience I have to admit.
So the first thing we knew about it was
Turkish Air Force planes flew over Nicosia and
dropped bombs along the green line and the
explosions shook my house and it was about
dawn and they dropped parachutists.
And I watched the parachutists dropping out of
the sky at dawn over the Mesaoria Plain which
was the other side of the racetrack basically
from where I lived. And there was a long,
long line of planes dropping parachutists as far as
the eye could see and I have to say it was a
moment of terror. During all that time I was
concerned with keeping my children safe, of course,
and many English people were shipped out of
Cyprus by the British High Commission
but Cypriot girls, British girls who had married
Cypriots were considered that they made their bed
they could damn well go and lay on them.
So there wasn’t any help for me or my
children from the British High Commission
so we did the best we could. We went up to the
mountains and waited it out basically.
Actually Erica was working at the UN headquarters
as a local employee. Even though she was British,
she had been hired by the person who was the
spokesman for the UN headquarters.
She was his interpreter and the special
representative of the secretary general of the
headquarters was Javier Perez de Cuellar who later
became the secretary-general. So Erica was
working with these gentleman.
She did press releases and so on and sent reports
to New York daily. So, of course, we met and
socialized and after a while we agreed on a
new adventure.
So when Mike came along seven years later,
we had been without my first husband for seven
years and they thought he was the best thing
since sliced bread and he brought peanut butter
home! So we became friends and one
thing led to another and he actually proposed
to me at a formal dining inn at the
Canadian Officer’s mess one night.