For the first time in 25 years, the quiet, efficient, socially backward political machine of Harry Flood Byrd had a real fight on its hands. In Virginia's genteel valleys and sun-beaten towns, politicians were actually out campaigning for governor.
With the primary only a week off (in Virginia, as in all the South, the Republicans do not count), three mavericks were out to break the firm grip which Senator Byrd keeps on the governor's mansion of his home state. Debate waxed hot on Virginia's hustings. At pre-primary barbecues, crab feasts and picnics, Harry...
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