Dreamed this morning about Jesse Unruh, the old California political mover and shaker. I was an office manager. Unruh came in the front door along with a uniformed cop. I greeted him warmly. “Always wanted to meet you, Mr Unruh!”** But he was in a hurry, wanted to see the boss. I took him and the cop back to the boss’s office, and the boss was NOT happy to meet Mr Unruh.
WHERE DID JESSE UNRUH COME FROM? I haven’t read or thought about him since the 1970s, and didn’t think much about him then. He was just a name often heard in the news.
Looking up Unruh, one fact in the bio might be relevant, but it’s not a fact I knew back then.
He helped convince Senator Robert F. Kennedy to enter the 1968 presidential race and managed his California campaign.
I’ve been thinking a lot about RFK junior, and had some connection with the RFK senior campaign in ’68.
** I talk like a jovial 1950’s businessman in dreams. In real introvert life a greeting is Howdy or Good Morning.
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