1953 senesi agustos ayinda sevgili Gürolla beraber izmirden ETRÜSK vapuruna bindik. Gürolla ayni kamerada kaliyorduk.
Aksam yemek saati geldiginde lokantaya indik, menüde taze fasulye , pilav ve tatli vardi.
Ben fasulyenin yarisini yedim, yarisi kaldi. Gürol yanima geldi, kasigi eline aldi ve yemegi bana zorla yedirdi. Karsimda oturan bir yolcu " yahu zorla yedirmeyin, verin ben yerim " dedi ve yemek tabagini almaya calisdi.
Gürol tabagi vermedi ve o yemegi bana zorla yedirdi.
Bu hadiseyi hayatim boyunca unutamiyorum.
Allah mekanini cennet etsin ve tekrar tüm sevenlerinin basi sagolsun.

I took a trip to speak at a conference in Durban, South Africa in 2008. As I was preparing to leave, my father told me that Gurol would also be in Durban as chief engineer of a cargo ship, and gave me a number to call. Once I was settled in Durban I got in touch. Gurol was so kind to meet me for dinner. It was a real treat to see a long-time family friend in such a foreign country. Interestingly, when my mother traveled to meet my father in Italy in 1967 (I think it was Italy, Engin may remember), my dad was off on assignment. It would have been the first time my mother had left North America, and she was alone. Dad had Gurol meet her at the ship and look after her until my dad could return.