Word: think
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...know whether it will be successful or not, but I hope that American public opinion will be patient. I think we have made enough concessions. I have made honorable proposals to end the war. And I believe I cannot do anything else without surrendering the country...
...Communists' main points are these: 1) there must be a complete withdrawal of American troops from Viet Nam, and 2) there must be a change of government in Saigon. First, do you think it is possible for American troops to be withdrawn completely prior to a ceasefire...
...prediction turned out to be all too accurate. That fact allows Mario Procaccino to say of his average voters: "They're with me now. It's up to the other two to try to take them away and I don't think they can do it." Lindsay does think he can do it, and his drive is strong. "This is where it's happening," he says. "This remains the biggest challenge...
They are aware of the Negro's plight and sympathetic to it theoretically, but in practice they wonder if the black is not demanding too much. They might not think of themselves as Procaccino's average men, but they are just as angry. Particularly they are angry at John Lindsay. One taxi driver, taking a passenger in from the airport, was cut off by an aquamarine Cadillac driven by a clean-cut, Ivy League type. "Damn it," the cabbie moaned, "they all look like Lindsay." A couple of college girls gathering signatures for Lindsay nominating petitions on a street corner...
...people are better dressed, younger and even friendlier than in Astoria. Procaccino's right thumb is swollen and painful. The crowd pushes, pats, pummels him. He is near exhaustion, but enjoying him self. "Sometimes," he says once he is back in the car, "I don't think I'm going to be able to make it." He is asked why, in view of the wear and tear, the enormous problems of the job, his wife's reluctance about his running, is he making the race. "I guess it goes all the way back...