AS HE APPROACHED the massive podium in Philadelphia’s Convention Hall, Hubert H. Humphrey anxiously surveyed the boiling sea of perspiring, irritable delegates. On this rainy July afternoon, the last day of the 1948 Democratic National Convention,…
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