Those who know me best know that I talk about being comfortable a lot. During the summer I wear my traditional flannel and people are always amazed. Last summer I went door-knocking in the 97-degree heat for Youngkin, and everyone asked: “Aren’t you uncomfortable?” At first, I was. But after I got used to it, it didn’t really bother me. I had grown up h…
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