Now the Goldwater bandwagon came rolling into the convention city. And behind the wheel, breezy and relaxed as a one-arm driver who is supremely confident of conquest in his courtship, sat Barry Goldwater.
During many of the months of his campaign for the G.O.P. nomination, Goldwater had seemed irritable, withdrawn, genuinely reluctant to fare forth to meet we-the-people, a reckless pop-off in his informal pronouncements, and a wooden soldier while reading his formal speeches.
All this dismayed friends and followers who had come to know him as a charming companion, a bluff, gruff-spoken man whose...
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