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Robert F Kennedy — Part 10
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The Music ts Different
by Jimmy Breslin.
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River tike a seagull, then inched across the sky. There
were 15 of them waiting for the plane, the Cerolinc,
to land at La Guardia Field. They held clipboards and
mimeogr sheets with schedules and specches for
Robert Fo Kennedy_and they were there because they
were working for him, but they stood in front of the
terminal in the Saturday afternoon emptiness and they
talked, as they always do, about another Fall.
“Ohio,” one of them was saying. “I never saw
crowds like that. When we got to Columbus the last
night we were therc, the candidate sat down in the
hotel room and said, ‘Well, this docs it. We've won
Ohio.’ Hell, it was the first state we lost.”
“The place [I'll always remember is Waterbury,”
one of them, with sunglasses, said. “We got there late
and by that time everybody was drunk. Ribicoff was
the only one with legs under him. They had a cop
sted in front of the room at the hotel. Boy, this was
Ae chae of a lifetime. He was guarding Kennedy.
The hadge was polished and the uniform pressed. The
works. He also.was blind from throwing down doubles
while he was waiting. When we got off the elevator
the cop was sound asleep on a chair in front of the
room. The candidate walked up and grabbed him. ‘How
alr you?’ he said. The cop woke up and fell off the
chair. ‘Get him out of hkcah,’ the candidate said.”
They all laughed. Then the plane, a white Convair,
dropped down behind the motels on the parkway. It
landed on a runway on the far side of the field, came
out from behind a hangar and taxied up to the gate.
An aluminum staitcase dropped out of the side of the ay oé
plane and Robert Kennedy came out of the door an
ilawn the steps” He had on a gray glen plaid suit. His
left hand was stuck into the jacket pocket. The wind
blew at his uncombed hair.
“How air you?” he said to a man who had come
up to the steps.
Kennedy walked through them, head down, listen-
ing while an aid told him something, and he went out
and got into a white convertible, which was parked
at the curb in the head of a motorcade. He was going
to Manhattan, to try and get people to vote for him
so he could be a United States Senator, and the people
getting into the cars were working for him so he could
be a Scnator, but when they talk it is of another Fall
t arene they look at him they think of anothernmt, _
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