True story. Back in the late-50's or very early 60's a young black man came to Daley with a letter from a political sponsor. The letter said that the young man had just completed college in North Carolina, was a bright and exceptionally hard-working individual, and could the mayor use such a person in his administration. Duh Mare's advice was to get involved in the elections, hustle the vote, work the precincts, and maybe there would be a job in it for him. Nothing fancy, tollbooth taker, bus driver, something like that. It's said that the young man, named Jesse Jackson, never forgave Daley for that.
That's scary. I remember those ads. Coleman in glasses and an oversized, overstuffed Harris Bank lion.