One of those stories that that, even if it isn’t true, should be:
A canvasser goes up to a door in Western Pennsylvania. Knocks. Woman answers. Knocker asks for whom she’s planning to vote. She isn’t sure, and has to ask her husband. Husband is off in another room watching a game. Canvasser hears him yell back, “We’re votin’ for the n*gg*r. The woman turns back to the canvasser, and says brightly and matter of factly: “We’re voting for the n*gg*r”.