Jauntily turned out in glen plaid suit and lemon shirt, New York's Governor Nelson Rockefeller went through one buoyant morning's routine in the State Capitol at Albany. He presided over a swearing-in, sat on the carpeted floor with delighted schoolchildren visitors, charmed a delegation of Methodist churchwomen. Cracked he, as a photographer posed a group portrait: "I have to be careful who I stand behind. My wife sees these pictures, you know." Amid the badinage, Nelson Rockefeller did not betray by so much as a flicker of an eye the fact that his...
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