I’m not sure whether to count Barry Goldwater as the first presidential candidate I covered or the second. Barry was in Cairo on Oct. 2, 1964, but I had covered Ronald Reagan stumping FOR Goldwater in Sikeston earlier for The Jackson Pioneer. To be honest, I think I was more impressed by Reagan than Goldwater.
I was prepared when I went to see Reagan. I had a 4×5 Speed Graphic camera, a 35mm camera and a Polaroid camera. I’m sure I had a dozen backup pencils and, maybe, even a portable reel-to-reel tape recorder.
Find the Central students in the crowd
[Note: click on the photos to make them larger. There are a lot of interesting faces in the crowd. Once you get into the gallery, you can click on the left or right side of the photo to move backwards and forwards to the other images.]
I haven’t run across my film and clips from the Sikeston Reagan speech, but I’ll never forget writing the story. I’ve probably recounted it before, but, that’s what happens when you get old.
I was sitting at the typewriter churning out pages and pages of copy. Since we were a Republican newspaper, I was given a lot of latitude.
One more word about Reagan….
Just then, the double doors separating the newsroom from the composing room slammed open and a burly, ink-stained wretch came charging at me with my copy wadded up in fists that were short a finger or two. “Kid, you type one more F-‘ing word and I’ll break your fingers.”
Mother didn’t raise any fools. I quickly typed – 30 – which is newspaperspeak for The End, and handed him my last sheet. He snatched it up and disappeared as quickly as he had appeared.
I had just met the new Linotype operator. The Jackson Pioneer was an unusual place to work. If the Linotype operator didn’t agree with an editorial, he’d simply refuse to set it.
The universal media scowl
Maybe all these newsmen and women started out at small papers like I did. That would explain the carefully cultivated squint and universal scowls on the faces. Or, it might just be that they had heard Barry’s standard speech a hundred times before and they were wondering where they were going to end up for lunch.
Central High Tiger represented
Jim Stone, Shari Stiver and Sally Wright covered the rally for the Central High School Tiger. Jim had the school’s 4×5 Crown Graphic camera and Shari and Sally shared a byline on the Oct. 23 front-page story.
Despite their expressions, the story said “The impressions of the two editors who covered this story for The Tiger was mainly one of pure excitement. ‘We had our own press passes and sat in the very front of the press box, and they even fed us,’ said Sally Wright, 12B.
“‘And we saw every detail,’ added Shari Stiver, 12B.”
The Tiger story and photos
The editors weren’t the only ones excited. They quoted Pat Sommers as saying, “I shook his hand twice – I’ll never wash my hands again!”
Barbara Nunnelly sounded less impressed. “He’s different from what I expected, but he’s a very good speaker,” she said.
Access to candidates
Something that strikes me today is the access the press (and the public) had to a presidential candidate in 1964. You can tell from the variety of angles that I was all over the place. You have to remember that John F. Kennedy had been shot less than a year before. When I looked around the Cairo High School football field where the rally was held, I saw all kinds of places where a sniper could be hiding, and felt distinctly uneasy.
I love crowd shots
That ability to move around and pick your own photo angles was quickly quashed in the coming years. By the time Jimmy Carter was elected, you had to submit requests for media credentials well in advance of the visit. You had to provide a photo, DOB, place of birth and a whole raft of other info before you got your credential.
What that was mostly good for was so they could herd you into a tightly controlled spot where you could shoot only what they wanted you to shoot, from the angle they wanted you to shoot it, when they wanted it shot. It irked me no end to go through all those security checks only to be kept farther back than the general public and have to deal with a stage-managed photo op. (Can we say, “Mission Accomplished?”)
Not every PR idea works
I don’t know if the concept of Goldwater Girls was a local idea or one cooked up by the campaign folks, but it has to go down as a really bad idea. I can just see the girls saying, “You want us to dress up HOW? And be seen in public?”
Hillary Clinton was a Goldwater Girl
Holy Cow! It WASN’T a local idea.
I just Googled “Goldwater Girl” and the first story to pop up was an account of a Charles Gibson interview with Hilary Clinton that quoted her as saying, “My best friend and I became quote ‘Goldwater Girls. We got to wear cowboy hats. We had a sash that said, you know, I voted AUH2O. I mean, it was really a lot of fun.”
Relatives spinning in their graves
I was an ardent Barry Goldwater supporter. My grandmother, Elsie Welch, was in the hospital before the 1964 election. She said, “I know you wish you were old enough to vote for Goldwater. If you get me an absentee ballot, I’ll cast my vote for him for you.”
I went to the Clerk of Courts, picked up the absentee ballot and took it to the hospital. She made a blue X to vote a straight Republican ticket and said, “I can hear my relatives spinning in their graves because I just voted for a Republican.”
I knew she wasn’t registered to vote, so I didn’t file the ballot just to have it thrown out. I’ve held on to it for all these years as something to remember my grandmother by.
Unless she’s reading this over my shoulder – and I wouldn’t rule that out – she never knew that her vote didn’t count.
Goldwater Rally Photo Gallery
As mentioned earlier, click on any photo to make it larger, then click on the left or right side of the image to move through the gallery.
9 Replies to “Barry Goldwater Campaigns in Cairo”
I want somebody to explain the Goldwater Girl costume. What does it mean? Why are there Christmas Decorations on the Cowboy Hats? Why the scepter? Gingham short-shorts overalls? That’s criminal.
I am far from the expert on Goldwater Girls, that’s probably an area my buddy Jim Stone has researched more carefully. He emailed me this morning that you can find a photo of Goldwater Girl Hilary Clinton on page 21 of her book, Living History. “Unfortunately,” he writes, “she’s not wearing the cowboy hat.”
The Christmas decorations are probably meant to follow the “Vote Harvest” theme. The scepters were actually rakes, shovels and other garden tools to go along with that theme. The fishnet stockings must have been to keep the Young Republicans from being exposed to too much feminine flesh. Family values, you know.
I know what you mean. I once covered a visit by former VP Dan Quayle. The Secret Service checked every piece of equipment in my camera bag before herding me onto a press flatbed trailer. But out in the audience, closer to the speaker, were ordinary citizens with long zoom lenses on cameras that could have hidden anything. And they didn’t check the public getting in that day. Later, I was at a presidential speech where they did check the public.
I remember how excited we were to actually see a Presidential candidate. As you noted in my comment I think this was the first time I had any idea about the difference between actually being somewhere and seeing something for yourself or seeing it through the eyes of the media. We had made Goldwater into a celebrity and I remember thinking that day, “Wow he’s just a man with a wrinkle in the back of his suit.” Also so interesting to think about my own political journey from living in the idyllic world of Cape Girardeau in the 60’s to living in the middle of Manhattan now. Ken, thanks for this wonderful daily dose of history. You are a remarkable photographer and journalist. It is nice to begin to tie up the loose ends of history through this blog! Keep up the great work! Barbara Nunelly Adler
I had the same feeling the first time I went to Washington, D.C., and saw first hand buildings that I had only seen on TV and in print.
Suddenly, I realized, there really is a Supreme Court and THAT’S where they meet.
Funny how things are different in three dimensions instead of two.
Did you notice in the crowd shots how formal everyone (except for the Goldwater Girls) was dressed. Lots of suits and ties; the men wore hats; even our classmates dressed up.
I’m getting ready to launch another blog which will give me a little more room to post photos from my Ohio, North Carolina and Florida days.
I still have lots of Cape content, but wanted to be able to publish some stuff from other eras without having you Cape folks scratching your collective heads over why it’s here.
Of course, you’re free to follow me over there, too. I’ll give you plenty of notice.
Several friends and I got up at 4:30 in the morning to go to Cairo to see Goldwater at the football field. He came to Cairo on the train. There were more people there than at any high school football game I ever attended in that stadium. I graduated from Cairo High School in 1960. It was quite exciting, and he was the second presidential candidate I had seen in my life at that time. How times have changed, not only for Cairo, but for our country. No security at all back then. You just showed up and got to watch history.
Can someone tell me why Goldwater has a badge on that says ‘Percy’ and what it could be for?
Sorry for the delay in getting back to you. The Percy button is for Charles Percy, a rising star in the Republican party. His career was torpedoed when he supported Nelson Rockefeller instead of Richard Nixon. You can read more of his fascinating background here. He would not fit in with today’s Republican party.