Running for Governor with new black friends
Given the history, what astonishes one is this tenderness. An odd, sweet quiet comes upon the field and grove in the September afternoon. The people, after their rally, rest almost dreamily on the threadbare grass. George Wallace has spoken. He sits in his wheelchair on the small flatbed metal stage in the park at Noccalula Falls near Gadsden. The people come to him. They fall into a long, orderly line to file past and take his hand and have him sign their Wallace posters.
Their gazes mix awe...
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