These touching reminiscences remind me of the following Steve Goodman story...

"Steve was asked to provide musical entertainment on part of Edmund Muskie's 1972 presidential campaign. At a stop in Florida while Muskie was giving his stump speech, the combination of chemotherapy and a Mexican dinner the night before sent Goodman rushing to the bathroom on the campaign train. As he wrote in "The City Of New Orleans" this train also had a sign in the lavatory asking passengers to please refrain from flushing the toilet while the train is in the station. Fearful of the embarrassment of leaving this, and thinking it would empty onto the side of the track, Goodman pulled the chain and returned to his seat.

"Only on this train, the toilet disposed of waste by shooting it out the back in a high pressure mist. Seconds later, Muskie's campaign manager burst into the car screaming. 'People are being covered with shit out there!' To which Goodman replied, Hey man, he's your candidate!' "

-by Nancy Goodman Tenney, condensed from the accompanying book to No Big Surprise