Weaver, come out here!" barked John McCain from somewhere on the front porch of his mountain retreat. The candidate's political director fired back, "You were supposed to be napping." "Nah," said McCain, "we've got grilling to do." Some candidates golf, others jog. John McCain spent his first day off the campaign trail since New Year's doing what he loves best--twirling the grill tongs at his Arizona retreat nestled in the hills of Cottonwood, with gnarled sycamores and fruit trees everywhere. Dressed in blue jeans, his Arizona Wildcats hat and a white sweatshirt, McCain bounced on the toes of his shoes as...
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