Three months after the death of Hubert Humphrey, his family has still not figured out what to do with the thousands of things that people sent him over the past 35 years. Stored in a musty basement of the Minnesota Historical Society in St. Paul are plaster busts of Humphrey and his wife Muriel, a doll made of apples and holding a copy of the Senate rules, a container of holy water from Lourdes, an eight-inch-wide cookie made of Rice Krispies and baked in the shape of a maple leaf, four whips (sent to...
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