The spectres of Elections Past tend to have a naive quality about them. Look back to the campaigns of the 1960s, and it's easy to cringe at the earnest efforts undertaken to make staid personalities appear a mixture of modern, personable, commanding, principled and whatever other trait du jour was seen as desirable to the electorate.
Those plummy-voiced, awkwardly poised candidates now seem the antithesis of politically alluring.
But one of the enduring expectations New Zealand voters seem to have of their leaders is that they are "one of us". Of our more memorable Prime Ministers, Seddon, Holland, Kirk and Muldoon were among those who traded on their affinity with what the latter called "the ordinary bloke".
And they all had pre-parliamentary credentials on which they could stake that claim. Savage had been a miner, Holland worked in engineering, Kirk was once a factory worker and Muldoon a soldier and accountant. Each of these leaders, in his own way, endeared himself to voters partly because of his authenticity - and surely Savage must top the list.
For years after his death, the avuncular portrait of his face beamed down in hundreds of the country's living rooms. It would require considerable imaginative elasticity to envisage photos of David Cunliffe adorning New Zealand lounges decades from now.