The Negotiator: A Memoir

The Negotiator: A Memoir

by George J. Mitchell

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Overview

Compelling, poignant, enlightening stories from former Senate Majority Leader George Mitchell about growing up in Maine, his years in the Senate, working to bring peace to Northern Ireland and the Middle East, and what he’s learned about the art of negotiation during every stage of his life.

It’s a classic story of the American Dream. George Mitchell grew up in a working class family in Maine, experiencing firsthand the demoralizing effects of unemployment when his father was laid off from a lifelong job. But education was always a household priority, and Mitchell embraced every opportunity that came his way, eventually becoming the ranking Democrat in the Senate during the administrations of George H.W. Bush and Bill Clinton.

Told with wit, frankness, and a style all his own, Senator Mitchell’s memoir reveals many insights into the art of negotiation. Mitchell looks back at his adventures in law and politics—including instrumental work on clean air and water legislation, the Iran-Contra hearings, and healthcare reform—as well as life after the Senate, from leading the successful Northern Ireland peace process, to serving as chairman of The Walt Disney Company, to heading investigations into the use of steroids in baseball and unethical activity surrounding the Olympic Games. Through it all, Senator Mitchell’s incredible stories—some hilarious, others tragic, all revealing—offer invaluable insights into critical moments in the last half-century of business, law, and politics, both domestic and international.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781451691382
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Publication date: 05/31/2016
Pages: 416
Sales rank: 611,162
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 8.90(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

George J. Mitchell served as a Democratic senator from Maine from 1980 to 1995 and Senate majority leader from 1989 to 1995. He was the primary architect of the 1998 Good Friday Agreement for peace in Northern Ireland, chairman of The Walt Disney Company, US Special Envoy for Middle East Peace, and the author of the Mitchell Report on the use of performance-enhancing drugs in baseball, as well as the books The Negotiator and A Path to Peace. He was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 1999.

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The Negotiator


Right over there, just across the tracks, in what used to be Head of Falls, the senator was born.”

As he said those words, Tom Nale, the mayor of Waterville, pointed to his left. The few people in the crowd, standing in the November cold, instinctively turned to look. From the square in front of City Hall, where the Veterans Day ceremony was taking place, they could see little: a railroad track, across it a parking lot, and then a short, grassy slope down to the Kennebec River. As I too looked toward the river, I thought about living “right over there” many years ago.

Head of Falls, usually pronounced “hedda falls,” was the informal name given to a small triangle of land along the banks of the Kennebec River in Waterville, Maine. Bounded roughly by a railroad track, the river, and a textile mill, it consisted of about two acres of land onto which were crammed dozens of buildings, most of them apartment houses. Inside were jammed scores of families, almost all of them immigrants. It was the lowest rung on the American ladder of success.

Prior to 1900 most of them were French Canadian from Quebec. As families established themselves, they moved up and out of Head of Falls and were replaced by more recent immigrants. After the turn of the century, as the number of immigrants from what is now known as Lebanon grew, they gradually displaced the French Canadians, who in turn moved to a section of Waterville called The Plains. By 1933, when I was born, almost all of the families living there were Lebanese immigrants; a few French Canadian families remained, in homes adjacent to the textile mill.

The Head of Falls has since been cleared and turned into a parking lot. If it still existed, it would be described as a slum. But to me and the many children who lived there it was just home. On one side was the Kennebec River, rising in northern Maine and flowing southerly to the coast. The river is now clean, used by rafters, boaters, fishermen, and even some swimmers. Seventy years ago it was a stinking, open sewer; the towns located on the river dumped their sewage into it, and many industries added their wastes. Directly across and just up the river from Head of Falls, in the neighboring town of Winslow, the Hollingsworth and Whitney paper mill daily discharged huge volumes of wastes, as did the textile mill on the Waterville side. As a result the river usually was covered with scum and foam. It looked terrible and smelled worse.

The name Head of Falls comes from a nearby point in the river where it drops sharply. A dam now marks the spot. Just above the dam, a railroad bridge spans the river. It carries a main track of what was then the Maine Central Railroad. As it crossed into Waterville, that track formed one long boundary of Head of Falls, separating it from the town center. In the 1930s Waterville was a rail center, with a large repair shop located less than a mile to the north of the bridge. Large trains regularly rumbled past, shaking every building and covering the area with soot.

The third, short side of the triangle, across Temple Street, was a large textile mill, the Wyandotte Worsted Factory. Since its discharges occurred on the Waterville side, just a few feet up river, the water directly adjacent to Head of Falls was particularly foul. The Wyandotte mill, also since torn down to make way for a parking lot, was noisy, the clatter of its looms filling the air around the clock. Combined with the whine of the paper mill’s huge saws cutting trees into wood chips and the rumble of the trains, it made Head of Falls a very noisy place.

It sounds bad now, but it didn’t seem so then. That was just the way it was. Not until I left home to go to college, at the age of seventeen, did I realize what it’s like to sleep through the night without the sound and feel of a passing train.

Table of Contents

Author's Note 11

Family 15

Head of Falls 17

Baby Joe and Mintaha Become George and Mary 21

The Two Penny Bridge 35

Front Street 40

Sports 45

Everyone Worked 52

Elvira Whitten 56

Robbie 61

The Trip to Bristol 68

Maine 77

Maine 79

Waterville 87

The Lebanese 89

Seeing Maine 92

Bowdoin 99

A Brief Interlude 117

The Army 125

A Light for Ingrid Bergman 140

Georgetown Law 143

Muskie 158

Back to Maine 161

U.S. Attorney and Federal Judge 172

The Senate Years 187

Appointment to the Senate 189

Elizabeth Taylor's Husband 199

Election to the Senate 202

A Christmas Decision 222

Iran-Contra 224

Divorce and Remarriage 233

Frank Sinatra's Throat 242

Reelection in 1988 245

My Friend Bill Cohen 248

Majority Leader 257

Talmadge 276

Clean Air 282

The State of Altoona 325

"An Investment in Our

Nation's Future" 329

Read My Lips 335

Two Minor Bills That Had a Major Impact 368

One Road Not Taken, Another Opens 378

Northern Ireland 397

Omagh 399

Andrew's Peace 411

Henry Kissinger's Poster 423

No Time For Retirement 427

9/11 429

Disney 444

The Olympic Games 461

Baseball 467

The Middle East 504

The Scholars 570

The Art of Negotiation 583

The Art of Negotiation 585

The Sound of Your Own Voice 587

Learn to Listen 594

Patience Is a Muscle 599

Risk 606

Chance 613

Mount Desert Island 617

Notes 633

Statement by the President 643

Acknowledgments 645

Illustration Credits 649

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