Out in Iowa, Ted Kennedy is not so bad a performer as his Eastern drama critics make out. He has his bad days and hours, his dismal speeches, his tangled syntax. But traveling along the frosted campaign trail in those wide spaces, one can pick up echoes of some of the old magic from John and Bob.
Ted is a presence. When he arrived outside the Perry city hall one morning last week, the small shock wave of anticipation that precedes an energetic personality reached the corners of the stuffy meeting before the...
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