Early in the morning of Nov. 5, 1995, exactly a year before Election Day, Bob Dole was jetting from South Dakota to accompany the man whose job he sought. As Senate majority leader, Dole had been asked to join a high-level, bipartisan delegation assembled by Bill Clinton to attend the funeral of Yitzhak Rabin, the Israeli Prime Minister assassinated only hours earlier. Dole had barely known Rabin but viewed him as a soul mate nonetheless--a "no-nonsense kind of guy," he told me as we flew toward Washington--someone "who knew how to get things done." Those words, expressing Dole's highest compliment, were...
HOW HE GOT THERE
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