Eight years later, in 1988, George H.W. Bush picked Quayle as his running mate. Quayle’s deer-in-the-headlights expression, his un-vice-presidential exuberance — punching the air with his fist during his debut at the Republican National Convention in New Orleans and urging Bush, then 64, to “Go get ’em” — remained forever fixed in the public’s mind.

Bush was trying to highlight a generational shift — the Greatest Generation backed up by a baby boomer. But the press insisted on comparing Bush — the youngest pilot in the Navy, shot down in the Pacific — to Quayle — recipient, allegedly, of special treatment that landed him in the Indiana Army National Guard.

What’s lost is that Quayle was, at the time of his selection, a perfectly respectable, even respected, senator. With his seat on the Armed Services Committee, he was considered something of a comer on international policy. He should have stayed put.
He never recovered from his most famous gaffe — committed at an elementary school spelling bee, when he misspelled the word potato. (The student spelled it correctly; Quayle, looking at a flash card prepared by a teacher, insisted that the word ended in E.)

When candidate Barack ObamaBarack Hussein ObamaReport: FCC chair to push for complete repeal of net neutrality Right way and wrong way Keystone XL pipeline clears major hurdle despite recent leak MORE, campaigning in Oregon, said that “over the last 15 months we've traveled to every corner of the United States. I've now been in 57 states? I think one left to go,” the flub never gained traction because Obama seemed smart and Quayle, out of the private club also known as the U.S. Senate, seemed dumb. (Then again, Joe BidenJoseph (Joe) Robinette BidenObama tweets birthday message to Biden: 'The best vice president anybody could have' The Hill's 12:30 Report Tech beefs up lobbying amid Russia scrutiny MORE survived his double blooper. He told CBS’s Katie Couric in September 2008 that when the stock market crashed in 1929, President Franklin Roosevelt gave a televised fireside chat to calm the nation’s nerves.)

Before Evan Bayh announced his exit from the Senate, former Indiana Republican Sen. Dan CoatsDaniel (Dan) Ray CoatsNational counterterrorism chief to retire at the end of year Former intel chief Hayden: Think twice on a Trump job offer Counterintelligence needs reboot for 21st century MORE announced that he intended to challenge Bayh in the general election in November. One would have imagined there’d be some speculation — if only for politeness’ sake — that Quayle might jump into the race. If there was any, I didn’t hear it.

That got me thinking about other recent vice presidents — Jimmy Carter’s one-termer Walter Mondale became ambassador to Japan; Reagan’s vice president became president; Clinton’s vice president, Al GoreAl GoreOvernight Energy: Trump officials defend fossil fuels, nuclear at UN climate summit | Dems commit to Paris goals | Ex-EPA lawyers slam 'sue and settle' policy Al Gore: A new president in 2020 could keep US in Paris agreement Ron Klain: ‘It’s not even going to be that close’ MORE, became the voice of global warming and won the Nobel Peace Prize; Bush II’s vice president, Dick Cheney, became the tribune or the scold — depending on your politics — of Obama’s alleged mishandling of national security; and Dan Quayle, who lives with his wife, Marilyn, in Paradise Valley, Ariz., became ... what? A man with a lot of time on his hands to play golf. (He is chairman of a private equity firm and president of Quayle and Associates.)

Then again, Quayle was really good at golf. When rumors surfaced just before the 1988 election about Quayle and another woman having sex during a golf outing, Marilyn Quayle, tougher, more articulate, more suited, I thought, to be vice president than her husband ever was, told reporters, “Anybody who knows Dan Quayle knows he would rather play golf than have sex, any day.”