As he rips through his familiar litany of complaints against liberals and Northerners, the stomping crowds in Jacksonville, Daytona Beach, West Palm Beach and Homestead roar as though it all were fresh. George Wallace teases, holding his big gun for last. Then he brings it out and blasts away at what has become his favorite target: busing. "I'm in tune with you," he shouts. "This busin' is callous and asinine. We're busin' children to kingdom come. But that busin' is gonna come to an end in this country when you elect me."...
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