Citation: Down Beat, Sept 1994 v61 n9 p62(1) ----------------------------------------------------------------- Title: Sarah Vaughan. (Archives - originally appeared in Down Beat issue of July 27, 1967) (Column) (Interview) ----------------------------------------------------------------- People: Vaughan, Sarah_Interviews; Humphrey, Hubert H._Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc.; Johnson, Lyndon B._Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc. Reference #: A15744198 ================================================================= Abstract: Vaughan was nervous when performing at the White House in 1965, and Pres Johnson told her to loosen up while they were dancing. After singing on a subsequent show for Vice Pres Humphrey, she invited him upstairs to a birthday party, and he surprised them by accepting. ================================================================= Full Text COPYRIGHT Maher Publications 1994 In 1965, Sarah Vaughan and her trio were invited to perform at the White House during a reception for the prime minister of Japan. "When we were dancing afterwards," she recalled, "it was just one big happy family--everybody was cutting in on everybody else. Still, I don't think that I've ever been so nervous in my life. "When I danced with Mr. [Lyndon] Johnson, I was so tense and stiff that he sort of shook me and asked me what the matter was. I explained that I was nervous and he said, 'Put your head on my shoulder and forget about it.' I just died. "The following week, Vice President [Hubert] Humphrey invited me back and we did another show, this time at one of the Washington hotels. "During dinner I sat next to him. Just making conversation, I said, 'Gee Mr. Humphrey, if you're not doing anything later, come by my hotel--we're having a party for my manager [John Wells], it's his birthday.' "He said, 'Sure, if I'm not too busy.' "Well, I thought that was the end of that. We went ahead with the party for Preach'; it was a surprise to him. During the party there was a knock on the door, and my drummer at the time, Larry Rockwell, opened it. There stood Humphrey, surrounded by eight or nine secret servicemen. They came in and looked in all the closets and the bathroom before Humphrey could come in. "We sat down and talked. He told me about the times before he really got into politics, when he was in Istanbul. He said most of the Turkish belly dancers he met actually came from Brooklyn." ================================================================= Citation: Forbes, Oct 30, 1989 v144 n10 p20(1) ----------------------------------------------------------------- Title: I thought the world of Hubert Humphrey. (Fact and Comment) (column) Authors: Forbes, Malcolm S. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Subjects: Legislators_Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc. Ex-presidents_Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc. People: Humphrey, Hubert H._Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc.; Nixon, Richard M._Anecdotes, cartoons, satire, etc. Reference #: A8040313 ================================================================= Full Text COPYRIGHT Forbes Inc. 1989 I THOUGHT THE WORLD OF HUBERT HUMPHREY In singularly effective fashion he combined a great, warm heart with ample brains and a capacity to articulate that sometimes ran in overdrive. He was quick with good-natured wit. At FORBES' 50th anniversary party 21 years ago, he began his remarks to our several hundred CEOs and wives in attendance by saying, "I am apparently the only vice president here..." I was reminded of how much we miss him when I read this poignant anecdote from Larry King's irresistible best-seller Tell It to the King. "Humphrey told me he had checked into Sloan-Kettering just before the holiday season--they had diagnosed cancer and were going to begin treatment--and he called his wife, Muriel, and said, 'Go visit the kids. I'm going to start this treatment tomorrow morning, I want to be alone and get a good night's sleep. No sense your staying here.' "'So I'm in this private room in Sloan-Kettering Institute,' he told me, 'and I pick up the phone and call the switchboard. I say, "This is Senator Humphrey. I'd like not to be disturbed." Then I read a little, and I've just turned off the light to go to sleep when the phone rings. I say to myself, Damn. I pick up the phone, and it's Richard Nixon. He's in San Clemente recovering from phlebitis and he's all alone. He's waiting to go spend time with the kids. And we talked for two hours. We talked about old times, we talked about cancer, we talked about Watergate. We were just two old warriors.' "I was almost crying when Humphrey told me that story. Here were two men who'd run against each other for the presidency in one of the closest elections in American history and who couldn't be more different from each other. Now it's nine years later: One of them is dying of cancer, the other is out of office in disgrace. And they're both alone before the holidays, commiserating with each other." ================================================================= Citation: The Economist, Oct 1, 1988 v309 n7570 p32(1) ----------------------------------------------------------------- Title: Same name, different man. (Herbert H. Humphrey III ) ----------------------------------------------------------------- Subjects: United States. Congress. Senate_Political activity Minnesota_Politics and government People: Humphrey, Hubert H., III_Political activity; Durenberger, David_Political activity Locations: Minnesota Reference #: A6713848 ================================================================= Full Text COPYRIGHT Economist Newspaper Ltd. (England) 1988 Over the years the name Hubert H. Humphrey III has been a help to this year's Democratic candidate for the Senate in Minnesota. In combination perhaps with some inherited characteristics, notably affability and tenacity, a well-known name helped Mr Humphrey gain first a seat in Minnesota's state Senate and then the post of state attorney-general. Now, however, the voters are looking again at Mr Humphrey and comparing him not just with his Republican opponent, Senator David Durenberger, but also with his illustrious father. The comparison turns out to be not entirely favourable. The ten years since the death of HHH have if anything only intensified the reverence in which Minnesotans hold the memory of the man who spent 34 years representing them in the Senate and four as their country's vice-president. It is hard for Skip, as his son is best known, to measure up. He lacks his father's fire, oratorical gifts and intellect, and their absence is all the more noticeable in a contest for national office, particularly the one that made his father famous. Even so, he seems to be cutting Mr Durenberger's lead, which one poll put at 19 points earlier this year. More recent polls put it at just 5%, thanks, it is suggested, to Mr Humphrey's gains among independents and Democrats-for-Durenberger, especially women. Nonetheless, Mr Durenberger still seems to have the support of some 30% of Minnesota's Democrats. Quite why is a matter for debate. Democrats outnumber republicans in Minnesota by about five to four, the same margin by which Mr Michael Dukakis leads Mr George Bush, say the polls. Why should Mr Humphrey be lagging at all? The conventional wisdom is simply that he has failed to inspire the party faithful. He is a professed moderate, running against Washington (never mind that Congress is already in Democratic hands) with demands for a "real war" on drugs, better child care and medical services, economic security for all. Mr Durenberger, however, is also a professed moderate. In a state where liberalism is not a dirty word, he has kept the right-wingers (known as "Christian conservatives") at bay and learnt the art of keeping his distance from unpopular Republicans. As chairman of the Senate Intelligence Committee in 1985-86, he clashed openly with William Casey, then head of the CIA. He has opposed military aid to the Nicaraguan contras, voted against some cuts in social programmes and been a steady supporter of arms control. Just as telling as his political restraint is his financial lack of it: he has twice as much money to spend as Mr Humphrey. Mr Durenberger has tried to appear both senatorial and decent (nice guys often finish first in Minnesota), quickly disavowing a rumour floated by his staff that Mr Humphrey, now 46, used his father's influence to avoid service in Vietnam. (In fact he was exempted automatically as a married man with a child.) Similarly Mr Humphrey has not retaliated by referring to the senator's already well publicised embarrassments. These are a $100,000 book deal much like the one that has landed Mr Jim Wright in trouble by circumventing curbs on earnings by members of Congress, and a rebuke from the Senate ethics committee for divulging supposedly classified information about Israel to a Jewish group in Florida. * =================================================================