Tall, tanned and toothy he moves through the poor farm and hill towns of West Virginia like some cultured country slicker. Striding into one tiny town hall he purposely bypasses the speaker's podium, hikes one shiny size-12 shoe onto a folding chair, unbuttons his navy blue cashmere blazer, loosens his wide striped tie and says with a slight twang: "They say, 'Now you know Jay. He's a carpetbagger. He came down here to use this state.' " He flashes the neon smile. "Now I criticized my parents because they didn't allow me to be...
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