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That may make them Dole's friends, but it does not make them his intimates. Even his closest associates admit that they don't feel close; they are at times aware of being pushed away. If you bear Dole's scars, says a Republican Senator who has watched him for 25 years, "you don't let anybody know. You carry a pen. You always wear the dark blue suit and white shirt. You do all these things that say, 'I'm normal. I'm the same as everyone else.' The effect of that hurt is it says...
Even his language is solitary: Dole gets ribbed for his speaking style, the guttural growls, the verbal wheat germ ("anti-dumping; level the playing field; Super Three; may not mean a lot to you, but it's important"), the unpopulated syntax ("Have to look into that. See what happens in committee. Gotta go"). Dole speaks a language all his own. It's Indo-Midwestern, rooted in a place where there's no extra credit for extra words, where humor is often truth's only reliable vehicle. Dole's vernacular of nods, grunts, snickers and shrugs can be as baffling...
...beauty of Dole's life is that he found the perfect place for a solitary man who wants to help other people but is allergic to being helped himself. Next to the Supreme Court, the Senate is the most private realm of public life, a closed club with rituals and codes and rules about how to dress and what to call one another and where to sit and what to say. It is a place where two doorkeepers stand like griffins by nearly every door, where the interns in the cloakroom will unwrap his Snickers bar for him, where everyone...
...When Dole lost the use of his right hand, it was as though his body set about the business of compensation, like the blind man who depends more on his hearing. "It's almost as if the affliction of the wound, which limits his writing ability, improves his ability to implant it in his head," Warner says. The muscles formed in his memory, in his ability to juggle half a dozen ideas or agendas or details with an ease that left his colleagues gasping. "I'd have something important to tell him," recalls Wyoming Senator Alan Simpson...
...colleagues found him personally aloof, they also knew no one worked harder to ease their lives, rescheduling votes around fund raisers, personal trips, the school play. Dole liked to hold court in the cloakroom, ear to the ground, counting votes, making wisecracks. Larry Pressler, an occasionally clueless South Dakotan, was a favorite target. Dole once came down to the Senate well during a vote and said out loud, so everyone could hear, "Don't know which way to go on this one. How did Pressler vote?" Even the clerks would start to laugh. But then it would be Dole...