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...beginning to stir up excitement. A good horse, as the pols say, even if a dark one. He is every advance man's dream candidate-sensitive to the shifts in place and mood. He knows when to roll up his shirtsleeves and loosen his tie and when to button up again. Aside from Wallace, he is drawing the biggest crowds in Florida, but . whether they turn out to gawk at him as a celebrity or as a presidential candidate is a matter of debate...
Anne Henning, a cheery, curly-haired blonde who never travels without her lucky Snoopy button and a large supply of peanut butter, does not miss the social life that is ruled out by her training regimen. Says she: "There are lots of boys in the training group too, you know." Dianne Holum, a fiercely dedicated competitor who worked as a waitress last year to help finance a three-month training stint in The Netherlands, adds: "I don't mind the sacrifices. An Olympic gold medal is a life's ambition come true." Even so, the demands are such...
...light in the crowded Lions Club in old Key West. The crowd chatter, much of it warmly spiced with Spanish-American syllabication, died. The speaker was a stumpy, smoothfaced man who was as far away from his home in Everett, Wash., as he could be. His Adlai Stevenson-era button-down blue shirt, neat striped tie, close-clipped sideburns and Trumanesque pungencies perhaps marked him as a man of the 1950s. "What I stand for," said Henry Jackson, "comes closer to your thinking than all of the other candidates. I'm the different candidate." The sponge fishermen, tradesmen, retired...
Barnstorming through Florida, Presidential Candidate Hubert H. Humphrey had a serendipitous confrontation with one of Tampa's more compelling voters. Cielito Lindo is a dusky, almond-eyed Puerto Rican farm-girl-turned-stripper with 38-24-36 to show for herself. The candidate personally pinned an H.H.H. button on Cielito's well-cloven chest. "Come over here," he said, munching a sandwich and patting the seat next to him. "Tell me, what is your real name?" Then, while press cameras clicked, he did not exactly steal a kiss...
...think the pin setter deserves some credit," an elated Robbie "Real Thing" Eggert told television personnel filming the match for Saturday's "Here We Bowl Again." "I just hit that white button, the pin setter came down, and boom, I had ten pins," Eggert explained. "I just wish I'd caught on earlier." Earlier, Eggert had thrown 28 gutter balls...