(Back in my old Socialist days, I attended a labor march & rally in D.C. The rally was held in RFK stadium. Humphrey was one of the speakers. An audience member ran onto the grass, which was roped off. 2 security guards quickly tackled the guy but then one of the guards drew his pistol. There was a very loun "NO!" from the crowd and immediately, thousands rushed the field (I was among them).
We continued the rush up to the speakers platform. All of the speakers huddled at the back of the speaking platform. I'll never forget the look of terror on Humphrey's face! No one was hurt. - gd)
JANUARY was the 100th anniversary of Ronald Reagan’s birth, and the planet nearly stopped turning on its axis to recognize the occasion. Today is the 100th anniversary of Hubert H. Humphrey’s birth, and no one besides me seems to have noticed.
That such a central figure in American history is largely ignored today is sad. But his diminution is also, more importantly, an impediment to understanding our current malaise as a nation, and how much better things might have been had today’s America turned out less Reaganite and more Humphreyish.
Our forgotten man was born in eastern South Dakota to a pharmacist, a trade the son took over after the family moved to Minnesota. That biographical fact was the source for the derisive title of a 1968 biography, “The Drugstore Liberal” — that is to say, like a “drugstore cowboy,” a small-timer, not really a liberal at all, at a time, quite unlike our own, when a liberal reputation was a prerequisite for the Democratic presidential nomination. The unfairness was evident only in retrospect.
Humphrey made his national political debut in 1948 when, as mayor of Minneapolis and a candidate for Senate, he headed the Minnesota delegation to the Democratic National Convention. There he led a faction insisting the platform include a federal fair employment commission, a controversial goal of the civil rights movement.
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/27/opinion/27Perlstein.html?nl=todaysheadlines&emc=tha212