I was watching with a great deal of interest back then. I tended to favor Bobby Kennedy, but I was scanning the other candidates as well. I liked where McCarthy was coming from, but I got turned off a bit by some of his side-remarks about Kennedy. That all ended, of course, on June 5th, 1968 in the kitchen of the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles. Come election time, I voted for Hubert Humphrey as pale alternative to those who had gone before, keeping my fingers crossed in hopes that he would win over Nixon, intending to keep them crossed if he, indeed, won. But—

Nixon made my scalp crawl from the first time I set eyes on him. Anybody recall the John F. Kennedy-Nixon debates on television in 1960? I had him spotted as a weasel back then.

Don Firth