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If Bill Bradley ever runs for President, pieces like the following will have a certain quaintness about them.
April 3: Congressman Powell Endorses Bill Bradley
The people who are amused by the whimsy that Bill Bradley will be President some day would have enjoyed the little piece of business in the Knicks dressing room last night following their smashing 115-108 fourth-striaght victory that knocked the Baltimore Bullets out of the National Basketball Association playoffs.
Into the room on a cloud of bombast strode none other than Congressman Adam Clayton Powell, looking every inch a winner in his fine duds with a brilliant gold pendant on his chest. Powell boomed out a greeting to the Knicks and approached Bradley first.
He said, "Ah, yes, Princeton. . .Princeton. I'm going to speak there before the American Whig Society on. . .on…er. . .May 16."
Bradley, who can be Jimmy Stewart without even half-trying, smiled assent. "Good," he said.
Powell's stentorian tones filled the room. "Ah yes, the American Whig Society is the oldest debating society in the country. Established in 17 . . .ah. . .er. . .1786, a fine society. I've spoken there before. I enjoy it."
Bradley nodded and smiled. "Do you know what you are going to say?"
"Yes, the Whigs. . ." said Powell, adding for the benefit of a scrivener, "That's spelled, 'W-h-i-g,' not 'Wig'. They used to run the country, you know."
And he then moved off to administer soul slaps to the rest of the Knicks, his boys.
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