Word: humphrey
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Into the Sunshine. Not very happy either about Harry Truman's ways or his chances, Humphrey managed to lead an uninstructed delegation to Philadelphia, able to jump on any bandwagon. When Humphrey and his fellow Northern liberals could draft neither Ike Eisenhower nor Supreme Court Justice William Douglas, they swallowed Truman, and tried to look happy. Then they went to work to get Truman's civil rights program into the Democratic platform. While Southerners howled, Northern liberals brought out a minority report from the platform committee, backing up the President...
Fourteenth in Line. On the opening day of Congress last week, Humphrey told Assistant Simms: "Be sure to brief me on protocol. I'm liable to start sliding down the bannisters." In the Senate chamber, he spotted his family sitting in the gallery, just to the right of the clock. When it came time for Senator Arthur Vandenberg to swear in Humphrey, 14th in line, Humphrey's father leaned forward, dabbed his eyes with a handkerchief. "He's going to be a great Senator," the father said afterward. "Maybe he's going to be something else...
Five-Star Treatment. Whatever Hubert Humphrey still had to learn about becoming a Senator, there was not much for him still to learn about politicking. He briefed his new eight-man staff: every letter was to be answered, every request followed up, a card-index system established to show what action was taken. Minnesota correspondence was to get priority (in one week he got 2,000 letters, tops for any freshman). He had a list prepared of big Minnesota names, who were to get the five-star treatment...
...once started, the question now was: "Where did Hubert Humphrey go from here? He had made a smashing success in the minor leagues. How would he do in the majors? He well knew that freshmen Senators are to be seen and not heard, and for the present at least, he was going to play that...
...What Am I All About?" His critics insist that he is too cocky, too slick, too shallow, too ambitious, a brain-picker rather than a scholar, clever without being wise. Said one of his Minneapolis lieutenants: "The trouble with Humphrey is he never takes time out. He's never alone with himself. If the guy would only sit down with himself and say, 'What am I all about?' But he's afraid to ask himself that question...